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Mitsu Mirage     "Here's hoping that works..." she mutters, slumping in a booth at the Bar and Grill. "Yea, can I have... three of each kind of sushi on the menu, soda and green tea? I'm expecting a guest and... they're hungry." she wasn't wrong on that part at least, considering how much of her wallet got eaten up from that one meet up with Ruler. She gives a slight sigh, looking down at the table with a hand covering her shoulder where her Command Seals were. "Is this even right...?"

    Mitsu leans back, "Maybe I should let Theo know, bah, he probably wouldn't believe me if I tried and Eryl hates me... but..." there's a pause, "God damnit, Mitsu, when did you have a concious on this? The thief with a care for others...?" she laughs. It's a surprise though, Mitsu does not have her radio on her, nor does she have her Armed Device. "Ruler, I hope you come, I have a /lot/ to ask..." she taps her foot "And I have a /lot/ of sushi."

    It's a bit of a wait but soon enough, all the sushi is placed upon the table... but will it be enough to satisfy summoning the Ruler?
Eryl Fairfax     Lancer is here too, but not sitting directly with Mitsu, as per her instructions. She has opted to sit in the next booth, so that she and her Master are back to back. Able to talk over the backrests, but seemingly not 'together.' She has opted simply for a pot of tea that she tends to as the pair wait.

    "It's very good of you to do this, Master," she whispers in between sips from her cup. "Worrying for your friends like this... I just hope Ruler will be amicable. As she says this, the man himself strides into the Bar, grinning broadly as he waves to the woman behind the bar. "The usual tha-" he begins, before he sees Mitsu sitting with a massive platter of sushi. He pauses, and shakes his head. "Looks like I'm expected actually, don't worry about it!"

    He slips into the seat across from Mitsu, and immediately pops a bit of sashimi into his mouth. "I'd ask if you were stalking me, but you have all the grace of a thrown brick, so I know you haven't," he says around the raw fish and rice, chasing it with some California roll seasoned with wasabi. "What do you two want?"
Mitsu Mirage     "It's more of a strategic ploy... and yes, I guess I have a small sense of morality in it. I'm not as morally bankrupt as some people might think." there's a pause, "I'm probably a saint compared to them..." she gives a shrug as she hears a familiar voice, eyes and head quickly darting up to look at Ruler with a nod. She makes a nervous intake of air and nods. "I feel called out there, but... considering it's true, I'm not offended. Good evening, Ruler."

    She waits a moment, after all, gotta get some of it down before she talks. After the California Roll is downed, she gives a soft nod, "It's... concerns, mostly and a few questions, I ... hope you can help me out. Saber and her Master are in the 'care' of... my faction's leader." She looks around, making sure no one from the Concord is here before continuing.

    "She and a few others are wanting to build a device to collect souls... and power up Saber beyond the rest of the Servants... and possibly kill the Master and try to take over as Saber's master once all the other Servants and Masters have been defeated.. to take the grail for herself. She claims that Saber is a weakened version of what he /should/ be..." she turns to Lancer...

    There's a turn back to Ruler, "Is this legal? Would that even work? Is there a way to... interfere with this?" there's a pause, "Look, as much as I'd like an edge up on this War... what my leader is doing is... morally wrong. I want to make sure that the war's not... unbalanced, y'know? A /fair/ playing field within limits of the Servants themselves and their Masters."
Eryl Fairfax     "It was a callout, so you should feel that way," Ruler jabs, before cracking a slightly smug grin. "I guess I can't talk though. I was a real meathead when I was alive." He sips one of the sodas as Mitsu lays the cards out. Priscilla wants to power boost Saber by having a new device built, is that against the rules? Is it fair? Lancer peeks over and nods her affirmation to what Mitsu said, backing her.

    "No of course it's not fair. But it's not against the rules." is his curt answer. "If Saber himself lent a hand in creating it, that's a fringe case, because whatever they come up with might get used again. Could arguably count as 'interfering with Multiverse affairs.' That's hypothetical though, don't bank on it." He then cracks that grin again and points at Mitsu. "You're the one skulking about though, pretending to not be a Master, and you want to talk about 'fair?' Grail Wars are all about trying to outfox or outmuscle everyone else! You have a huge advantage right now! Just let 'em finish the thing then smash it when they try to use it. Anything powered with souls will probably blow up real nice. Maybe everyone crammed inside will turn on 'em."

    Lancer gasps, and properly turns around in her seat to look at the two. "Master, you wouldn't!" she declares, frowning down at the thief and Ruler both.
Mitsu Mirage     "Guess it takes one to know one in that case, huh?" Mitsu gets a smug grin back before that grin fades from the mentioning of 'not against the rules'. "I see... I tend to bank on ideas like that, but eh, I see where you're coming from on it." she looks down in thought at something, hmming a bit... lifting her head up to see the point.

    "You yourself said it's about trying to outfox or outmuscle. So far no one even suspects me of being a Master so I guess I'm doing a good job on that outfoxing part." a pause, "Shame I had to use a Command Seal to assist in it." There's an apologetic look towards Lancer at that. At least, until the idea of blowing it up catches her ear... and subsequently Lancer's declaration.

    Mitsu scratches her head a bit, looking between the two. Torn between something amazing blowing up and Lancer's presumed everlasting hatred to her for it or some other idea. "I know, Lancer. I know. I could justify it as releasing the souls to their rightful area instead of being used to power a selfish idea. It sounds noble." she sighs with a tap of her foot in a beat to whatever song is playing.

    "BLowing it up might also damage or kill the souls as they reside... and frankly, that's just as bad as trying to collect them, argh this is hard." Mitsu suddenly pauses with a weird look on her face. "Wearable. Big explosion. Are they going to have him /wear it/ or that Master wear it..."

    She looks to Lancer, "Right now, this might be our best idea. Alternatively... she said that Saber is weak right now. We could risk killing ourselves and losing this war by attacking Saber first... or wait until the device is finished... and detonate it on Saber or his Master. Frankly, I'd like to have your idea too.." she reaches for some unagi and noms on it.

    Turning back to Ruler, "Part of me is afraid of Priscilla's wrath, hell, at that point, I'm pretty sure that if I even remotely hinted at wanting to kill that Master, she'd throw me out of the Concord faster than Fate..."
Eryl Fairfax     Ruler's expression is hard to read as Mitsu considers the idea. More and more, he starts to scowl as Lancer gives her answer. "I think you should stop this silliness and just reveal yourself," Lancer replies tersely. "You don't want to hurt your friends, I know you don't. Once you reveal yourself, you can just agree to a pact of non-aggression. And if Saber and I have to fight in the end, it can be a clean duel. I won't even mind if he's made stronger. You and I can give it our all, so that there's no regrets in the end."

    Ruler just grabs a big handful of sushi and downs it all. "Honestly, just do SOMETHING instead of NOTHING." he states firmly. "This isn't Ruler talking, this is Nagi Springfield's opinion. You think yourself a real bad girl but you don't /commit./ You second guess yourself, you work yourself into a lather over your options, you're scared of repercussion... you know what it is? You remind me of my son! But at least he had the cojones to pick something and stick with it, /at ten years old./"

    He's standing now, and looking down at Mitsu with a hard look on his face. "If you can't commit, then just quit! Do you want to stick by your friends, even if that hurts your chances, or do you want to be a bad bitch and screw over your boss' family for your own gain? Decide!"
Mitsu Mirage     Mitsu's eye starts to twitch at this... Lancer wants her to reveal... then she turns her head to Ruler, a fire in her eyes. "Fine. You want me to decide? You really want me to decide on this? I'm not quitting just because some souped up dead guy thinks he's going to insult me and get away with it. OH no no no... I'm going to fucking prove you wrong you overhyped Servant!" she slams a fist down on the table displacing a lot of the sushi. "Lancer, we're going. And we're going to do this OUR way."

    Mitsu stands up, still glaring at Ruler, "We're going. Enjoy your damn sushi. For all this I should figure out how to get a command seal back.. even if it means trying to get it out of you. You have a punchable face, you know. Maybe I should mess it up, after all, your weak ass grandson couldn't do it. Bet your son couldn't do it either!" there's a pause... then she flips the table. "Waitress! Charge it, and the repair of this table to my personal account. I can pay it."

    She reaches to grab Lancer's arm and, assuming she doesn't go willingly, drags her along. "Ruler's right on one thing, I don't do subtle. Let's go win this war, shall we? We have some masters to kill, with conviction." she grins at this, "Black Rabbit's got her fire back."
Eryl Fairfax     Ruler is smirking again as Mitsu gets fired up. "Punchable face? Yeah I've heard that. Funny thing, not a single person who has thought that has ever managed to hit me." Lancer comes up between the two, tugging on Mitsu's arm. "Master, that's enough. We should g-" She's cut off as Mitsu starts talking about Touta and Nagi's son, something that actually causes a flicker of irritation to spread across his face. "MASTER! That's enough!"

    The table is flipped, and Nagi's hand's blur. He snatches multiple pieces of sushi from the air and crams them into his mouth. The rest is all caught on a plate, and the table comes to a stop mid-flip, balanced perfectly on Ruler's suspended foot. "You know, I wouldn't say I'm OVERhyped, he says with that cocksure grin to Mitsu's retreating back, Lancer all too eager to get out of there. She's practically dragging the thief herself.

    "Oh, so you're just gonna go beat up everyone else huh? That wasn't the topic of discussion! You gonna fight your boss or not? You won't find the answer from beating up everyone else!" he adds as a parting jab as the two leave.
Mitsu Mirage     Oh she wasn't going to let the parting jab get unanswered, more so as LANCER is dragging her. "Of COURSE I'm going to fucking fight Priscilla!" MItsu grumbles and heads off behind her Lancer. There's a grumble, a twitch... and she frowns...

    As soon as they're out of the bar, she looks at Lancer. "We're revealing ourselves. I'm sorry for using that command seal earlier, but we're going to be at a minor disadvantage. We can deal with it though, I trust you." Mitsu's fist clenches hard, knuckles turning white. "It's okay though. We're going to deal with this, I promise." a look at Lancer, "You'll stay with me to see this through, will you?"
Eryl Fairfax     Lancer is not happy. It's as clear as the pout on her face when Mitsu addresses her outside. But all that anger drains out of her as Mitsu calms down, and states what she wants to do. "I'm glad," she says, smiling lightly as the moment hangs in the air, just long enough for it to get a little awkward.

    Until finally, she pulls Mitsu into an awkward little side-hug. "My last master wouldn't let me do this to my charge, but..." She goes quiet again, before rubbing Mitsu's shoulder and letting her go. "I'm proud of you. This is the right thing to do." She offers a firm, resolute nod to Mitsu's question. "Until the very end."