Scáthach merely gave her Master a look of pity as she stood by the staircase's doorway to the bedrooms.
"Master…Master, wake up."
"Twenty more minutes, Lancer-san…" Liam groggily flailed his hand before a sigh came into his ear. Next thing he knew was a hot slap of pain crossing his cheek. "OOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW…"
Liam quickly got up as he looked at the female Servant. "What was that for!?"
"Someone wishes to see you." Liam got an 'Oh, hell naw' look on his face as he twitched his eyes, Scáthach merely smirked as she was unable to hold back her amusement.
Before his eyes was a woman...she looked pretty young, she wore a green dress with the torso part being colored in black with golden ornaments, she had a black short skirt below her vast green dress with a pair of black stockings that also acted as boots that concealed her thighs with her skin being fair with a pair of gloves that covered her forearm's skin. Her hair was a trio of colors consisting of green on her bangs, yellow coming down before turning white. Her emerald green eyes merely gave off a glare to the man. But the most notable features were her ears...her golden cat ears on her head with a cat tail.
She mumbled quietly as she tugged her arms in a cross with her gaze looking in another direction, she sighed as she looked up to the man. "Servant Archer, I have answered thou's call, Master."
Scáthach smiled to her master before he sighed and looked onto his left hand and surprise surprise…
Actually it's a big surprise. The command seals began to crowd over to his forearm, having the dragon's head separated from the neck and torso, causing both to turn into two seals, the wing still acting as one. The Grim Reaper had his fair share, having his whole body turned into six sections, his skull and hood still remained, his torso was split in two, because of the scythe's presence, the lower torso was turned into two as the legs of the Grim Reaper acted as two command seals. "Holy mother Mary, mother of God…"
"Thou has a dirty mouth, shame upon thou." The Archer frowned.
"...Well, I mean...ehehehe…" Liam rubbed the back of his head. "So...you are…?"
"Archer, Servant of the Bow, but yes, the name is Atalanta. I am to serve thou." Atalanta slightly bowed.
"Hmmm, considering the thought I think it'll be the other way around…" the Lancer gave out a sly smirk onto her Master.
"W-What's that supposed to mean?"
"You'll end up serving your Servants in daily life." Scáthach smiled upon her Master's terrified face.
"I don't wanna lose my virginity yet." He stated with an absolute resolving look. "Now can I go back to sofa?"
"You mean go back to bed?" Scáthach asked the man, who gestured the sofa comically. "Ah, yes. I forgot about you sleeping on the sofa…"
Atalanta gave a skeptical look onto her Master before he sighed. Taking a remote control, he turned the Television on. "What is this manner of sorcery?" She asked as she looked at the colorful moving pictures.
"It's technology." Liam answered as he changed channels. "I'm starting to wonder where the hell Assassin is."
"Probably he's with the women. Or a stripper's club." Liam blinked before he sighed.
"Should I use a Command Seal to stop him from doing lewd things?"
"I doubt it would work." The Lancer scoffed.
"Does telepathy works?" The lady of the Land of Shadows shrugged. "Assassin, where are you?"
"I'm still gathering information, I haven't found much yet."
"You sure you aren't going to a stripper's club?"
"What the-Master, do you have no faith in me?" The Assassin asked his Master.
"Speaking technicality, no, I have. But speaking bluntly, yes, I have no faith in you whatsoever." The Assassin can only murmur his complaints before he responded.
"Alright, I'm heading back." He then cut of the connection.
"Liam…" Said man turned to the spearwoman, who had a grin strapped on her face. "Have I told you of how stupidly amusing your words are?"
"Um...no." Liam merely answered before he looked at the time. "I'm going to...yeah, see the café. See you girls later."
"Truly he is a unique one, isn't he?" Atalanta asked the older looking woman.
"Indeed, he is. Now, let's find you a set of clothing to blend you in the public."
"Is it necessary?" Atalanta tilted her head.
"If you don't want our Master to get caught then yes." Scáthach gave out a look of a smiling devil. "Now, come along. He's been buying clothes here and there just for the sake of his servants, since we need them."
Atalanta can only look in annoyance, she sighed as the two then went upstairs as the doors opened to reveal Assassin in his casual outfit. "Master!? I'm back! Where the hell is my damn Master?"
"Alright, can I be honest, Azazel-san?" Liam asked as Azazel stood besides him.
"Yes, my dear Liam?"
"This is not what I have in mind when you said 'Full-Blown café', but it's at least no blown up, I guess…" Liam shrugged as the whole bar was exchanged by a more child-friendly atmosphere, there were a lot of sofa and table combos that fitted four people, a few round tables with umbrellas on the outside with a pair of chairs, a few inside square tables for two and some with four chairs. The wood used was noticeably either birch or oak, both with really high quality.
The chairs had a light blue cushion on top of them, the ones outside had a leather cushion and the umbrellas were white with a red on the top and middle of the umbrellas making out the Japanese flag type of umbrella. The sofas were either blue or white on either side of the table. The old dusty bar was exchanged with a more regal and exotic looking long bar with an aplite slab covering the whole entirety of the bar table and the support columns were made out white marble. The chairs that used to be the old stools looked like the same stools except that the frame was made of jet black steel with white round cushions on top of them. The whole shelf was filled with types of coffees and basically...yeah, some of them had the alcohol, bastard didn't really remove them all on display.
"How much did you spend on all this?" Liam asked as the man shrugged.
"Ehhh, not too much, that's what matters. Just gimme a shot of tonic gin like yesterday. I gotta have one more taste of it." Liam gave up a deadpan look on the adult before sighing.
"So, I'll be doing this all alone?"
"Oh no, I got people, but I know you have some Servants of your own." The man then gave out a grin. "Magus-kun."
Liam gave out a serious and killing intent look at the man and pulled out his .500 Wesson Revolver and aimed it towards the man in a split second. "Who really are you?"