"Oh, Caster. You have lots to learn."

So, the group retires for the evening. I shall have a post up shortly for the morning and then, the trip!

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Sarai will gather her stuff and click along quietly behind the group as we are shown to our rooms. She will order room service (assuming they intend to feed us, she is vegan, of course), and if the windows open, she will take her animal form and go for a little reconnaissance/get her mind straight flight, have a chat with any local birds, just generally get a sense for any strangeness going on.

Perception: 9
Animal Handling/Insight/Survival (not sure which you'd want) all have the same bonus: 18

 From what you have determined, this area is safe.

As the dawn breaks once again rises on the misty streets of Clock Tower, your group is ushered by private escort to the airfield. You board a private jet set for Jerusalem and settle in for the long flight.

You have been provided with the folder of information on Masters, as well as some further details regarding Servants. Firstly, the details regarding servants describes a few things regarding them. Servants’ abilities are divided in quantifiable stats ranking from E to EX. If a Master focuses their sight on a Servant, they can observe these stats. Additionally, due to their nature as living legends, Servants have an ace in the sleeve known as their Noble Phantasm, it is their most powerful and costly ability, and is the purest crystallization of their legend. Servants also contain lesser aspects known as skills.

The Masters, meanwhile, of this war are several talented mages that have prepared well for this war. 

Allison Margrave, an American Magus and the Master of the Archer Servant

Mathias Johannessen Berg IV, a Magus from an esteemed family of mages independent of the Mages Association, Master of the Lancer Servant

Amani Baz, a seemingly average Magus, native of the city, seemed to get lucky in summoning the Saber Servant

The Whistle of Nara, an Assassin of the Holy Church, Master of the Rider Servant

Redford Briarwood, another American Magus, the Master of the Berserker Servant, unseen for past few weeks.

Meanwhile, Imani. You notice two things. The first, is that Assassin is nowhere to be found. The second, is that there is a faint shimmer that’s trailing behind your head.

(When did I notice that the Assassin is missing? Do I not realize she's gone until I'm on the plane? I believe we slept in the same room... Same question re: the shimmer- where am I when I see it? Has the plane already taken off?)

Before noticing the shimmer, Imani reaches out to name redacted the Assassin via their newfound bond (discord). Assuming that comes up blank, she calls over whatever representative of Clock Tower (Isaac?) is present and inquires after her. Assuming that comes up blank, she fiddles with her three new bracelets on her left wrist. She twists around in her seat looking for the little girl, then swears under her breath as she notices the shimmer. 

"I see you, Virgil," she says with a wry twist to her mouth. "And here I thought putting an ocean between me and West Town would keep you away. You been enjoying the show?"

Sarai will have attended breakfast and boarded the plane in human form, then reverted to her hybrid form when the door is closed. She will stare out the window most of the time.

When presented with the dossiers, she will go through them carefully, making a small noise when she comes across Amani Baz. (Does she know her, or know of her?)

Oz wakes up in a decent mood and even looks up from his game to smile at the others  from time to time during breakfast, where he eats far more than what a normal person probably should. He also makes a sizable mess on himself and the surrounding surfaces.

Upon entering the plane, Oz wipes his hands on his skinny jeans to read the files. When he learns that a master can measure the strength of a servant in a standardized, quantifiable manner, he turns his attention to Caster and tries to do just that, ear buds in and music blaring all the while.

Oz is filled with information as he does so.

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"I see you, Virgil," she says with a wry twist to her mouth. "And here I thought putting an ocean between me and West Town would keep you away. You been enjoying the show?"

 The noises of stone clacking on the metal floor of the plane increases as the source of the noise panics. It crashes into the window of the plane with a thud and its invisibility fades. Laid out on the floor in a daze is a small, stone, toad-like creature with little tiny legs and wings.

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Sarai will have attended breakfast and boarded the plane in human form, then reverted to her hybrid form when the door is closed. She will stare out the window most of the time.

When presented with the dossiers, she will go through them carefully, making a small noise when she comes across Amani Baz. (Does she know her, or know of her?)

 You have never heard of this woman. For all intents and purposes, she seems to be another last minute master, similar to the two in your company now.

Imani clucks and places a hand to her temple, settling her elbow against the armrest. This has been a weird, sleepless, terrible week. 

She reaches out to the little gargoyle. "Are you okay?" (Taking a little artistic license here:) As her hand draws near, she notices those purple circuit lines in her skin flare into life. She holds her hand steady, palm-up to give the creature an assist, but her eyes don't leave those markings. 

It slowly and wobbly stands on its little biped toad feet. It blinks and, with its tiny little arms, wraps it’s hands around your finger. It shakes the finger up and down.

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Upon entering the plane, Oz wipes his hands on his skinny jeans to read the files. When he learns that a master can measure the strength of a servant in a standardized, quantifiable manner, he turns his attention to Caster and tries to do just that, ear buds in and music blaring all the while.

 “Why are you staring at me like that?” Caster looks around himself, looking for something visibly out of place.

“And I still don’t understand why we are traveling in such a manner. We could get there much faster, with none of this, what do you call it...jet-lag.”

Assassin materializes in a nearby seat, not intending to startle Caster, but possibly achieving that result anyway (up to his discretion). She replies to his question with a simple, "Sorry your's is rude, Caster... I think he just can't help but stare at... beauty..."

Caster nods, unfazed as if he expected Assassin to appear. “I am beautiful,” he acknowledges. 

"JUST ASSESSING YOUR RAW POWER COMPARED TO OTHER SERVANTS." Oz talks entirely too loud on account of his blaring tunes.

OOC > Is Isaac on the plane with us? If not, are there any other handlers?

He is not. It is only you five and the two pilots. You are unsupervised.

Imani deposits the dazed, spiky, winged frog into her rucksack. 

She turns around with her knees in her seat and her arms around the headrest. "So this pops off once we've entered the city, right? Stands to reason that the city's airspace counts, so we need to be prepared for a hit before we even arrive." She turns to Caster. "What about you, Magic Mike? Can you, like, wrap a bubble around the plane, or turn us invisible, or something?"

An epiphany strikes her. "Come to think of it, can I do that?!" She looks into her bqg at the sprawled-out gargoyle. "What about it, Virgil? Care to give me the rundown on my Sabrina skills one more time?"

(Persuasion, if needed, rolled in discord: 16)