Rin was not a happy magus.
Rin wasn't even an ambivalent magus.
Rin was an unhappy magus. A very unhappy magus.
She marched down the street well ahead of her little enterague, and most importantly away from the source of her displeasure. Rin's marching stopped when she no longer heard the sound of foot steps behind her. For several moments she refused to look back. If she did she was fairly sure she'd give herself a stroke. ...again.
"Emiya," She called back while looking forward, "If you don't get your... friend moving I swear death will be preferable to what I will do to you."
After nearly a minute the foot steps returned and Rin continued her march down the dark creepy street towards the dark creepy church. Really, how rude could the duo be? She was only leading them there because she needed to head to the church in the first place. It was a simple bit a common courtesy, she was only doing it because it was convenient and no other reason!
Still, thinking of the church only aggravated her more reminding her of her rather lack luster performance in this once in a life time event. Day one, already out. The fact that she was techincally the second eliminated didn't much sooth the shameful sting of failure. If she could turn around without exploding in rage she'd shoot the target of her ire quite a glare. Emiya was at best a 3rd rate magus, yet somehow the boy had against all odds and common sense summoned a hero ridiculous quality. Sabers were already the strongest class, but Rin was certain that the redhead (the servant not Emiya) was in a class all her own.
She and her Archer had arrived only just in time to witness a black light shoot into the sky out of the Emiya courtyard. She'd later been told that the little redheaded servant had done so by pointed at the airborn Lancer with the sharp end of her sword. Rin looked up at the sky and the crescent moon hanging overhead. It should have been full, less than an hour ago it had been. Rin esitmated about 90 percent of the moon had been vaporized, she was fairly sure that would have some consequences later. In the mean time she stepped up to the church door and knocked.
After a wait, just long enough to annoy but not enough that one would turn away, the door opened to reveal that damned Fake Priest with his fake smile. Pleasentries were given and he gestured for her to enter. She did the same with her trailing acquaintances. She showed them to the center of the church where the priest would explain the situation to Emiya and his friend. But rather than stop the smaller girl continued walking, shoving past both rin and shirou to stand in front of Kotomine with a nasty glare. The priest only offered his usual smug grin in return. Rin paled.
"You," she growled out. Her fists clenched and her head lowered.
"Yes?"
"I like you!" The little girl's head shot up with a most manic grin, "Be mine!"
"I refuse."
And instantly the girls expression went from exited to a mix of disgust and disbelief. Rin felt a distinct sense of impending DOOM! "Uh, Kirei I think you should"
"Why not?" The little girl stamped her foot and glared up at the priest petulantly, "Being my husband would be awesome!"
"I'm afraid I'm a man of the cloth," The priest 'soothed', "And those who vow to serve the church are not allowed to marry."
The girl stared at him for a moment before nodding and turning around to walk out the door. After a few moments no one was sure what to do before Rin recalled why they were there in the first place. It'd probably be easier to take care of with out the little annoyance.
Kirei was in the middle of mocking Emiya-kun about his life choices when the door slammed open. In the archway stood the girl who had exited a few minutes prior. She walked up to the priest a threw a large hat at his feet. The headware, once white and fancy was not soaked in gore. Rin could only stare at the rather famous piece of clothing.
"Your church should not have denied me," She announced, "But now there is nothing to stop you from being mine!"
"Sadly that is still impossible," Kirei did not look intimidated, rather he didn't look any more concerned about the situation than he ever was, "You see while my vows were to the church I am but a humble servant of God."
The girl stared at him for a moment.
"I see." Rin felt a chill go down to her soul at those words. The girl once again walked outside. Within moments the brunette's prediction of Terrible Things, was proven correct as a horrible screech asailed all their ears and the ground quacked, she swore it even got a little darker ouside. After a minute the chaos stopped and soon after the girl walked back in, her sword unshiethed and bloody.
"I have murdered your god," Wow, that was somehow even more horrifying that what Rin'd first thought it would be, "By right I now own you, You are mine!"
The priest just smiled down at her.
"I'm gay."
And then the world burned.
