> Hide ourselves completely behind a large tree, and listen for the sound of the ATV's approach. We'll decide what to do based on how close she comes to passing us.
>> Attempt to hit him with an unanticipated attack. Gotta make something happen here.
>You hide behind a tree and listen. You can hear Eileen approaching, though you can't quite pinpoint where she is; north, certainly, but you aren't how far away or what direction, exactly. Perhaps more westerly, as you listen. She approaches and approaches, then comes to a stop some yards away. You can hear her engine idling. Definitely to the northwest; the tree obscures her for now, and you assume obscures you as well.
>A SHORT WAYS AWAY
>Archer's daggers clash again and again against the enemy servant's weapons. She is calm, pressing him and finding he is more than able to meet it. Nor does he seem to be allowing any sign that he's pressured show. He'd be great at a game of cards, for sure. "You're holding back, huh?" she says, at length, sending a stab toward his gut.
>"I could say the same," he answers, batting her hand away with his gun.
>"Ah, you flatter me," Archer replies, following through with a slash toward his shoulder, hoping to make the attack awkward to parry. It does force him to turn a little, but he intercepts it cleanly. "Maybe I'm working my butt off just to keep, huh?"
>"I don't think so," he replies. Archer reverses her first deflected stab to try to slash him across the thigh, but the gun is there to take it. "This isn't even what you're good at."
>"You're so serious," Archer says, bringing her deflected second strike toward his armpit. "Have some fun!"
>"This is a serious matter," says the enemy servant, as his knife catches hers, he very nearly manages to wedge her dagger along the hilt and wrench it from her hands, but she pulls away before that can happen. "The winner can decide the fate of the world, you know!"
>She pulls back a half steps, and slashes up toward his face out of the third parry. "And what would you do, anyways?"
>"There's a lot we need to be getting ready for," he says as his gun bats her latest strike away. "I've seen things, things we aren't ready to handl-agh!" Archer's boot comes down on his shin as she turns the half-step into a kick, solidly connecting! He stumbles back, regaining his footing.
>Should Archer
>>Press the attack
>>Draw back
>>Take comfortable defensive
>_