Einzbern Movie Night #2: Six Coins

[old_man_acht]

The basement has become a second home to Jubstacheit, while outside the walls, the Grail War passes him by. He devotes himself to studying the films that Caster has taken of likely spots along the river, watching the passage of fishermen and children and young women traveling in twos and threes. Until his father's papers come, until Lara's birds have news to report, there is nothing to be done but brew pot after pot of tea and watch the flickering screen.

He can't remember when last he's slept. But for the regular chime of the clock, he'd lose all sense of time.

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[37thstrategem]

"No. Rider makes another appearance toward the end, and has words with Saber. Master," he adds, turning to Lara, "were you close enough to hear them?"

[hikikomoe]

Even now, there is a strange disconnect when Caster refers to her as Master, a delay where she expects Grandfather to answer and realizes that he's waiting for her reply. "Rider again referenced his worthiest foe and only companion. Saber still seems eager to face him in combat again. They aren't allies, but they seem to respect each other." Which, again, hardly holds any clues about either of their identities. A good deal of the heroes she's encountered in her reading love nothing more than fighting an opponent worthy of all their power and skill. And it makes sense that such heroes would be drawn towards a contest such as this.

Another fragment of that conversation strikes her. "I had no clear view of Lancer's Master, either, but from Rider and Saber's remarks, it seems likely that she's a young girl."

You wouldn't hurt a child, if she stood between you and your enemy?, Saber had asked. Perhaps Grandfather isn't the only one to have adopted this ploy. Perhaps this ploy might even be effective. Perhaps all the Masters will be young girls, or will keep young girls at their sides.

[old_man_acht]

"'Worthiest foe' helps to narrow down the candidates, at least. You've done well." A young girl is useful, as well; she is probably the latest in a long line of fragile Matous, each one interchangeable with the last.

A longer, more considered pause. "Did either Saber or Lancer seem inclined to entertain the notion of an alliance? Could you hear their conversation?"

[hikikomoe]

It's my function, she doesn't reply, and bites the inside of her cheek instead. "Saber had evidently proposed one to Lancer and his Master one day previously. Lancer arrived to accept, but Saber withdrew her offer and attacked him. It seems that not all of her offers are in earnest." Lara nudges her glasses back into place at last. "It may be one of her ways of assessing her foes, though it's difficult to say for certain while her identity remains unknown."

[37thstrategem]

Caster nods. "And since it is likely that we will discover Rider's identity the more he reveals, Saber seems determined to evade us." He glances at the screen, then at his Master. "And this Perseus--what class would he be, if Rider and Saber are already known?"

[old_man_acht]

Not Rider, Saber, Lancer, or Caster; that leaves Assassin, Archer, and Berserker. "Did he display any of his Noble Phantasms? They might provide a clue of some kind."

[hikikomoe]

"He and Saber both referred to a Helm of Hades, which cast the area in a pall of darkness. The reference is obvious." She pauses. "Perhaps not to Caster. Hades is the Greek god of the underworld," she explains briefly, before continuing. "The ability suggests Assassin, and it matches aspects of his legend well enough, I suppose. He seemed far too composed to be Berserker, and Archer is a wretched match for Perseus."

[37thstrategem]

"Still, it is strange for an Assassin to openly challenge not one, but two Servants, in what had been broad daylight. And, as we see, it is his downfall."

[old_man_acht]

"It's possible that he was placed into a class unsuited to his temperament. It has been known to happen, although it's rare ... what's happened? Is that the Helm of Hades?" The screen has gone dark.

[hikikomoe]

"Yes. If it had other effects, I couldn't discern them." For obvious reasons, her tone implies.

[old_man_acht]

The screen clears on Saber, blade in Perseus's chest. Acht drums his fingers on the arm of his chair. "Given what we know of Saber and her penchant for alliances, I wouldn't be so quick to say that this is his downfall. You're right; this is the ability of an Assassin, but used in such a way that it cannot serve him. If he and Saber are allied, they might well have staged this 'defeat' to confound watchers like ourselves. It would permit him to work in secrecy, secure in the knowledge that we thought him dead."