#nitikrty 01

Having made her way to Archimedes Ward, Medb was momentarily content to take in the various sights that the area offered. As she walked along, she idly fidgeted with the joke of a whip she had found on her person upon arriving on this isle. It was a pathetic excuse when compared to the toy whip she had grown accustomed to using, but she supposed that it did have some uses. Freeing up her hands to play around with it was one of them.

In doing so, it was easy for Medb to let her mind wander as she played with the whip. Why pay attention to that when she could enjoy much finer sights, like the theatre? These very same sights occupied her attention until the whip she was playing with slipped out of her hands... and right into the face of a woman sitting close by.

Oops.

Medb quickly recognized the woman as another Servant, one of Chaldea no less, but did not allow that recognize to show upon her expression. Nor did she bother to pick up the toy whip that she had accidentally let slip from her hands.

“Oh my.”

Lancer stood in front of the ‘shop’, his eyes narrowed and squinted as he reviewed the storefront. He had somehow ended in the vicinity of a different Kingdom and the guard had assured he would remember it. 

But then, night fell. He had learned how obnoxiously dangerous the creatures of the woods were. Species of fairies and other monstrosities larger than what he could currently take. 

So then, it could only mean he needed to disappear from the street to fully avoid the sentinels, and this shop looked exactly like what he needed. 

Lancer had become a shameful reflection of himself, steel blue fur adorned his chest and a pair of ears crowned his head, risen attentively.

With the wooden spear pressed against his shoulder, he offered the shopkeeper a smile. 

“Oi”