#nxghtskyswxrds

= “Always good ta hear. But how much are ya gonna fork over, that’s the real question.”

Someone’s had a long, hard day dealing with magical bullshit, it seems. At this point, Illya wasn’t even picking up her feet- More allowing them to scrape the cement as she walked. Nearly falling asleep as she walked, Illya’s eyelids were barely open as she headed home. So, as one might expect when you’re walking without even keeping your eyes open, she didn’t actually see when she knocked into someone- Sending them both toppling over. It didn’t even have to do with either of them going anywhere at a particularly fast pace, Illyasviel was really just that tired that she couldn’t recover from the fall.

Prey. Alone. Unguarded. But not entirely defenseless.

Sharp eyes wearily watch the boys hands, judging the distance to his weapon with legendary ease. Why was he here? Alone? A Master alone in enemy territory was as good as dead - unless they laid to waste a command seal in hopes of surviving an ambush...which in Atalanta’s case they rarely did. She struck them down swift and sure as the sun saw in the morning. Silently she asked for orders all the while stepping innocently toward their left hand side - wedging two trees between them.

“Fools I catch, with or without their Servants.” How wonderful! He was as good as hers. All it would take was a single arrow!

Similarities:

   VERY love hate

   Deep dark rage! WATCH OUT!

   ANGER ISSUES! (Tee minus 5 minutes to safe distance)

Differences:

   Can’t overpower anyone with words :c

   CAN’T HIDE THEIR CINNAMON ROLL STATUS!

{] yo, this nerd requests a starter [}