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[riastrad_ridire]

[Though Lancer had expected something after all that, he'd almost been hesitant to open the envelope when it arrived. What had he owned that could fit into an envelope? Sure, his runes had come back written on a piece of paper, but what else was there? Well, only one way to find out.]

[Inside was nothing more than a card with a design on it, vivid red on black.]

[The sudden shock hadn't been entirely expected--it was a sudden quick rush of magical energy that was almost overwhelming. Lancer had gotten so used to the human body Mayfield stuck him with that he'd nearly forgotten just what it felt to be in the form he belonged in. A quick inventory of the situation--he couldn't summon his armor, but that wasn't a problem. He'd just fight in normal clothes, then. Armor wasn't really a big deal as far as he was concerned.]

[There was just one thing to take care of, then.]


[A; 311 Miller Street; late morning]

[He'd kept himself in spirit form to conserve energy for the short time it took to get there; Lancer had definitely missed his speed if nothing else. So, there is now a Servant appearing in your kitchen.]

Rin? Hey, I need to talk to you.

[We're working on a time limit here, tsundere, hurry up.]


[B; around Mayfield; late afternoon/early evening/after infinitemana thread]

[Wandering the city was a lot less boring now. Tonight you might just see someone running around and jumping from streetlights to rooftops more or less silently; he's quite enjoying this change of pace, obviously.]

[The only downside was that now he had to get used to his own reflexes all over again. Ah, well. he couldn't really complain if it meant he was mostly back to normal.]

[If someone were to say something to him, he'd more than likely stop given the pretty decent mood he was in. And if he saw someone he knew, he'd just annoy them anyway.]

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[fated_blade]

[Well, a shadow jumping around was certainly suspicious...especially when she could sense...

A Servant.

She'll be out chasing it.]

If you do not wish for a battle, name yourself.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Take it easy, it's just me.

[He stopped on a tree branch before landing lightly on the ground, crossing his arms.]

Yo, Saber.

[fated_blade]

...Lancer? You have your powers back?

[dropping guard]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Looks like it. Still missing a couple things, but I can get by.

[lol morning.....]

[gandere]

[ What's that Lancer? Rin doesn't even acknowledge him as she just sits there at the table, her face void of any emotion. Her breakfast untouched and cold - as though it had been there for some time. ]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...Rin. Did you hear me?

[oookay, that's not normal.]

What happened?

[gandere]

Hm?

[ Looking up at him, there's obvious signs of grogginess around her eyes as her hand is lifted to cover her mouth. A tiny yawn and then she's back to staring down at her breakfast.

Getting up in the morning is a lot harder without Archer to egg on the drone mother. ]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[oh for the love of--]

Wake up already, I don't have all day here.

[action B]

[doudemoe]

[At 1764 Beaver street, a certain blue-haired protag can be seen outside at the mailbox. With Mayfield back to normal (relatively speaking), he figures it's a good a time as any to check for another package.

But that shadowy figure on the rooftop is a little worrying.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[What figure? Oh, you mean the one that just completely disappeared? Spirit form can be kind of an awesome thing.]

[Guess who just reappeared directly behind you, Minato.]

Where are you looking, kid?

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1/2

[doudemoe]

[Too bad you're behind him Lancer, because it's not often Minato's expression is this shocked.]

[doudemoe]

[And of course his first instinct is to draw out his Evoker, turning to face his enem--oh]

Lancer?!

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Yo.

[nope, didn't even blink at that. Next time maybe you should have Scathach kick his ass.]

Action B like a boss.

[mapo-trollfu.livejournal.com]

[Maybe, just maybe, Lancer's luck really did raise slightly.]

[Because guess who's out behind the church, seeming unaware of any other presences nearby? It's Lancer's ~*Favorite Person Ever*~ He's standing, still as death itself, with his eyes closed. Meditating, perhaps? Who knows, with that one.]

[...But that leaves him wide open.]

[>Aggress
>Annoy
>Abscond ]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[>Annoy]

[Because how can he not.]

[Lancer shifted into spirit form, the devilish grin on his face obviously going unseen as he kicked a rock at Kotomine's head.]

[He didn't honestly expect it to connect, but it was worth a shot.]

[mapo-trollfu.livejournal.com]

[Well, you were close...]

[But Kirei, being Kirei, reacts at the last second. There's a painful crunch as he bats the rock away, but he seems to take no notice or care of his now-injured hand, folding it behind his back once more.]

[After a few moments, he'll speak up.] ...If you wish to speak, by all means, I am listening.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't make yourself such an obvious target, Kotomine. That could just as easily have been a knife.

[Materializing with a smirk, Lancer spoke in a calmly arrogant tone.]

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[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[Just chillin on the roof of her house before spotting a figure jumping around the nearby rooftops. Clearly the best idea is to peer at it and try to see if she could catch a glimpse of what that is.]

... Huh, weird...

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, you totally didn't see anything.]

[Which is why there's a voice right behind you a few seconds later. Yep, on the roof.]

What's weird?

[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[Oh well, maybe she was seeing things or somethASDFGHJKLFFFFFUUU-

April squeaks in surprise and turns around, electricity already flickering around her before she sees who it is. So the electricity flickers away as she blinks.]

L-Lancer?! ... Dammit, you scared the hell out of me.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Whoops. Sorry about that.

[Pictured: apologetic. Totally.]

[B; around Mayfield; late afternoon/early evening/after [info]infinitemana thread]

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

[ A power armored brute stomps out of his house. ]

Get off my roof! [ He shakes a fist at his brother. ]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

What's the problem, Garviel?

[u mad bro?]

[Lancer jumped off the roof and did something remarkably like a backflip in midair before landing beside Garviel without a sound.]

[So mature. Really.]

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

My problem is that you jumped on my roof.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Whoops.