Oct 25, 2011 15:17
[phone; afternoon]
Shut up and listen, Mayfield, because I am in no goddamn mood to repeat myself.
[It's safe to say Lancer sounds remarkably stressed today. Shaken? A little. But mostly strained and barely containing a hell of a lot of anger.]
I'm gonna guess you've all noticed something isn't right. Less so than usual. I'm going to make this nice and simple for all of you instead of wasting time.
If anybody's seen the real Rin Tohsaka? Let me know. Immediately.
[Mayfield's likely heard a lot of phones slammed down. This one, however, was just the punctuation that cut off an irritated tirade.]
[around Mayfield; late afternoon]
[There is a very angry Lancer running around the streets of Mayfield. He had a general idea of where Rin was, sure. Master-Servant connections were useful like that. However, with how much her duplicate's words had gotten to him? He was having trouble concentrating.]
[So he'll be at this whole searching thing for a while.]
fuck my life sideways with caladbolg,
i will riastrad the shit out of you,
all of my hate,
perfectly well-adjusted individual,
invasion of the bitchysnatchers