"Now on count number fourteen: use of unauthorized…"
Ritsuka tuned out the large man's talking as she bounced her heels off the legs of her chair and sighed. They could have let her bring a book or something. It wasn't like she actually had to do anything other than sit around and look innocent. She sighed deeply and crossed her arms with a pout.
Rin glanced sideways at her. "Behave," her mother murmured. "We're almost done."
"Yes mama," the small red-head muttered, uncrossing her arms and straightening a little self-consciously.
Then there was a knock on the door. Goldolf sighed, setting down the long list of complaints against Chaldea and absently tugging on his sleeve. "Yes? Who is it? We're in the middle of something."
"Pardon me." The door to the mage's office swung open and a tall woman with flowing pink hair stepped inside. "There's something you need to see, Mr. Musik. I have more information from the investigation team." She lifted a thin manila folder and waved it in the air.
The blonde magus sighed and gestured to her. "Well, let's see then, Koyanskaya." Ritsuka's lips turned down in a small frown as the woman strutted past, her abnormally tight white jacket hugging her body.
"I think it will be very informative," the secretary said with a small smile. Then she half-turned and looked back at the Chaldea delegation. "Hopefully we'll wrap this up quickly."
Ritsuka's frown grew. "Miss Tamamo?"
Koyanskaya's eyes widened almost imperceptibly. "I think you brought me the wrong folder," Goldolf interrupted before she could respond. "This is empty."
"Ah, no." The foxy secretary's mouth twisted into a cruel smirk. "I'm afraid there's been a change of plans." Then in the blink of an eye a pistol appeared in her hand and half a dozen figures in black overcoats and ominous bird-like masks materialized along the perimeter of the room, all of them carrying blades and pistols.
"Wh… what is all of this?!" Goldolf bellowed, flailing a bit as he stumbled backwards out of his chair. He only stopped when his wide back hit the back wall of his office.
"I'm afraid that we have our own plans for Chaldea," Koyanskaya said, her smile not wavering. "And your plan to help them was a great pretense for getting them here and out of their little fortress. Sorry, but this is goodbye."
There was a flash of red just as her finger twitched on the trigger and a man in a crimson hood appeared from nowhere, a combat knife in hand. His free palm smashed up, knocking the barrel of her gun into the air and sending the bullet into Goldolf's ceiling rather than into his head. "Get down!" the Assassin roared as Rin tackled Ritsuka out of her chair. Both Rin and Olga Marie began to glow with magical energy, as the black-clad killers raised their guns.
Then a flicker dashed from the shadows and an equal number of grey-skinned figures in skull masks appeared between then and the strange attackers. "Hundred Face!" Ritsuka cried out as the Assassin's daggers met the black-clad monsters.
The common speaker for the conglomerate Assassin, Asako, appeared in a shimmer of magic, her purple ponytail flowing behind her. "Master, you must escape at once," she said without ceremony. "There are more of these things appearing throughout the building and the mages are being overwhelmed. We and the other Hassans will ensure your escape before withdrawing."
The secretary clicked her tongue and jumped back as the red-hooded Assassin drew his own gun, not letting his hidden gaze leave her for a second. "So you were prepared for trouble after all. I was hoping to manage this without a fight, but I can adapt." She growled and leaped at her opponent, her bare hand hitting with the force of a bullet and forcing him to block on the edge of his knife.
EMIYA grunted as the impact forced him back a few paces. "Go," he growled. "Hurry."
"Stay safe, grandpa!" Ritsuka shouted as Rin grabbed her in one arm and kicked the door open with the other.
"I'm not your grandpa," Kiritsugu muttered under his breath before he was forced to turn his attention back to the grinning fox in front of him.
Goldolf just stared at the increasingly full office in front of him. "What." He seemed too stunned to actually move.
"Damn it," Olga Marie gritted her teeth and ducked behind EMIYA, grabbing the heavy-set man's hand. "No time to stand there gawking. Come on, you idiot!" The blonde man yelped as the Director all but dragged him from the room as the sound of blades clashing filled the air behind them.
