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]

Caster emerges from his improvised darkroom with a new reel bundled in his arms. This latest development should please his Master, who, it turns out, is not as patient as he makes himself out to be. He sets the reel down in its case beside the projector, takes up the nearest teapot, and refills his Master's cup without having been asked. "One might say that we are living an eternity of yesterdays, replaying the captured past in this fashion."

[37thstrategem]

"It would," Caster agrees. "And from what I have heard so far, that cunning is in keeping with his legend." Caster remains dubious, but at least his Master agrees that there is some play afoot, foul or otherwise. "And if they know that I am watching, perhaps it is time I availed myself of a closer look."