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"Papa....Papa just yelled at me.....h-he....h-he wants me to g-go home immediately..."

Eventually, the call stops and Emilia slowly walks back around the corner.
"....t-thank you...."

((was your fault, fucklord))
"You sound as if you're accustomed to better."

SO ARE THEY GONNA KISS, OR

"A great meal[/s], but nowhere near as great as your... how you say... ass, Alexis.[/s]"

((wasn't struck out
taking that as canon, lel))
"Not as great as yours."It was......good, I suppose."

Sabrina walks behind her.....and then trips over her own feet, faceplanting onto the ground, but not before taking out a table of books with her.
"Eeeeep!"

*wheeze*

More yelling. Emilia seems to be apologising at this point.

Conall, Caster
Surveillance Roll: [20!]

Conall runs upon one of the Masters from last night, a black-haired girl in a brown jacket. She, however, notices you at the same time.

Caster gains 10 Prana.

Kaho, Napoleon
Napoleon describes the others he can identify, asking them to transfer the information to his comrades. The traffic officer tilts his head.
“….Why am I looking for these people? Are they criminals? You’re better served reporting this to the station.”

Napoleon then asks for the radio and patrol vehicle.
“I’m just a traffic officer, sir. I don’t carry either of those! I only have a notepad to give tickets out….”
Then, suddenly, he notices the very eager-looking man watching him.

Andrzej, Lancer
The French-looking Servant seems to have noticed you, at the same time as Lancer arrives.

What will you do?

Toko
You run into one of the Masters from last night, a pale boy in a green business suit.

John, Caster
Caster successfully converts the Warehouse into a Territory.
He loses 50 Prana for the construction, and an additional 10 Prana for phase upkeep.

Mageline, Archer
“Oh, what kind? Monkeys, raccoon-dogs, weasels, macaws?”

Arthur, Lancer
You don’t see anyone. You head into a café, resting for a little bit, until-
“Interesting companion.”
A slender, blonde-haired man in a black longcoat and business suit sits by you, adjusting his glasses calmly.

Isamu, Saber
You found absolutely nobody. Just as you head home, however, you get yanked into an alleyway. Before you can react and Saber can do anything, a knife is at your throat. Should he then cut your throat, you would die and your Servant would be powerless to do anything before fading into Prana.

The man pressing said knife into your throat is wearing a ski mask to disguise his appearance.
“Who the hell are you and how do you know how to use Servants?”