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Lovely. A Master of the Yggdmillenia Clan and a show off Assassin. Yggdmillenia...they're what you get when a backstabbing snake spends a few hundred years swooping in and picking up the pieces of every failing bloodline from France to Ukraine to be his bootlickers. If you're weaker than them they try to step on you, if you're stronger they cozy up to you and stab you in the back, and the way they work there's no way to tell what his specialty is.
No idea about Assassin, I don't suppose you recognize him?
'Sorry, but no.' Caster replied. Though that didn't mean much. Caster's entire knowledge of her own time period came from second-hand knowledge mentioned by people who came to her island, which did rather limit her knowledge.
For a while, Caster just allowed her Master to do the talking, as she observed the Assassin and his Master. Jolene could handle the talking on her own, but if Assassin attacked, it would be best that Caster was prepared.
"You seem to be having difficulty with the 'Assassin' concept," Assassin remarked languidly. "And making a fair few assumptions without even knowing my name. How rude. Have you forgotten the fact that, with Presence Concealment, I can scout out the situation before we introduce ourselves and leap into danger? Just like I did with you? Or perhaps it's your own Servant that you believe would be deficient in this partnership."
He looked at the tiny Caster. His attitude may have been laconic, but his gaze seemed to cut right into her. Like a scalpel held loosely above someone, waiting to descend and cut.
The blonde-haired girl controlled herself before she started outright glaring at the Assassin. Even if it was minor, Caster couldn't stand an insult. Even if she and Jolene couldn't afford to escalate the situation to violence, Caster found herself
dearly wishing that the alliance broke down at some point.
Fortunately, she'd had plenty of experience hiding her contempt in the past. In a way, this was like that. She just had to act inviting, up until she was in position to spring the trap. Which, here, meant acting as the loyal Servant for Jolene and doing as she said, until either Jolene wanted Assassin gone or an opportunity presented itself that wouldn't break her charade.
"Shake on it, on one condition. You and Caster go fetch my wheelchair out of...should be in that part of our ship floating around over there. Unless you or Jangles feel like carrying me all over the island, though I imagine that would put a crimp in your sneaking about. We've got our Seals if something comes up while you two are away, and I promise not to harm a hair on his head unless he tries something first. Deal?"
The Servant didn't turn back to face her Master, but still bit her lip.
Being alone with an Assassin, leaving Jolene alone with Jahangir...
Well, it
should be safer if it comes to violence this way, since splitting up means Assassin can't go for Jolene, but it also means that Caster can't help her Master escape as well.
Ugh.
Still, if Jolene was willing to trust them, then Caster supposed she should play along. Besides, she was a Caster, and the other Servant was an Assassin who had already revealed themselves. She should be able to look after herself. And if Jolene was willing to go with it, then Caster should assume she knew what she was doing.
"Have fun with Jangles while I'm out. Don't let the demeanour bother you, really he's a sweet-roll underneath."
Assassin strolled down to the waterline, standing in the wet sand and squeezing clumps of it between his taloned toes as the cool salt-water washed over his black-scaled feet. He put his hands on his hips and looked back at Caster.
"You coming?"
Caster took a moment to look out at the chunk of ship on the ocean, where Jolene's wheelchair should be before she responded.
"You first." She replied. "You're an Assassin, so I hope you understand why I want you where I can see you."
When she finished, Caster flexed her fingers, preparing to transform herself once more for the swim.
'...I don't like this, Mimi.' She said to Jolene.
'Not just this, I mean. Assassin is the Class meant for stabbing people in the back, and betrayal works just as well as stealth. I don't think we can trust them.'
It was best to let Jolene know her opinion on this now. The woman should already know not to trust them, of course. But Caster wanted to be able to prepare to eliminate them as soon as possible, and if Jolene knew that Caster didn't trust them, then Caster's plots could be accepted as precautions made out of fear.
Which... Wasn't too inaccurate, actually. Given that the Caster class was supposed to fight a Grail War by hiding behind a Bounded Field to keep them safe from stronger Servants, letting
any Servant in was something Caster was against, let alone Assassin, who was supposed to stealthily kill a target who couldn't fight back and be gone before a counter attack could come.
