@npc-like||Starter Call
Interesting, setting the event in a school like this--it gave the whole war a false sense of security, a forced sense of the casual that would make the inescapable events all the more jarring. If she didn’t know any better she’d think the Moon Cell had a sense of humour.. Eimear Grainne couldn’t help but sigh softly, how many of these people honestly realized that this was a life and death situation? The grey eyed woman turned around, about to address her Servant when she spotted another person, young, plain. Either an unskilled hacker or a very odd NPC, she couldn’t quite make up her mind. Without missing a beat the Irishwoman addressed the other.
“I hope this isn’t your attempt at spying, a chara. If so it’s awfully mediocre.”