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[riastrad_ridire]

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Action B like a boss.

[mapo_trollfu]

[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]

[>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]

[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]

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.]

[mapo_trollfu]

Indeed. I would certainly find myself at a loss to defend myself. With the day growing old and sun setting, my only recourse would be to die and wait for the next day, would it not?

[tl;dr - idgaf. He turns to look at the offending trollHeroic Spirit.]

I see you've regained your status as a Servant, Lancer. Need I ask who your Master is?

[riastrad_ridire]

Or we could all get lucky and you wouldn't come back at all.

If you know, then you don't need to ask. And if you don't, I won't be the one to tell you.

[mapo_trollfu]

What would be worse, I wonder. Myself here, as myself. Or myself, the drone, attempting to treat you as a life-long friend.

[riastrad_ridire]

I guess you wouldn't remember the time I knocked out a couple of that drone's teeth. Pretty damn funny, to be honest. I'd been wanting to punch you in the face for way too long.

[mapo_trollfu]

No, I would not. I remember nothing from my previous stay here, up until the time you and I first traded pleasantries: roughly a month ago.

[He shrugs slightly.]

[riastrad_ridire]

What a shame. Oh, well--guess if I get lucky for a change I'll get a chance to do it again. And this time you'll actually remember it.

[mapo_trollfu]

Time will tell, I suppose.

I hesitate to ask; do you have business here, or was the purpose of your visit to remind a single mortal of his place? [No sarcasm, no curiosity. It could barely be called a question, and yet it is.]

[riastrad_ridire]

Oh, I'm sure you know how it is. Wandering by, see a guy I hate, figure I might as well try to make him miserable.

[mapo_trollfu]

Not quite - while I admit there are those whom I dislike, or perhaps feel are an enemy, hatred is an emotion I've never had the luxury of feeling.

[riastrad_ridire]

Y'know, that's the funny thing, I can say the same.

Or I could. Pretty sure you're turning into a special case.

[mapo_trollfu]

You say that as though you have yet to make up your mind. Well, that would give me the chance to sort my own thoughts on the matter. On one hand, there are few who could claim to evoke such a reaction from a figure such as yourself. On the other, in any other location it would contribute greatly towards a dramatically reduced life-span.

[riastrad_ridire]

Yeah. I'm really not a guy whose bad side you want to be on, in case you hadn't noticed.