[Aisling had been out in the backyard when she heard a familiar voice. So she sneaked inside to check it out. Sure enough, it was Lancer. He'd come back, even after what happened...
But he didn't sound like he remembered anything about this place, though she was hoping he would. Oh well. At any rate, Lancer will probably feel a pair of eyes on him.]
[He turned, meeting that pair of eyes with a somewhat confused expression of his own. Didn't seem like a threat, but it was hard to tell. Then again, what did he really have to be afraid of if he was hallucinating?]
[She was hiding behind the door frame, so now she moves towards him to reveal herself. So he really doesn't remember...she feels a little sad about that.]
I'm Aisling. You were here before, but you probably don't remember me.
But he didn't sound like he remembered anything about this place, though she was hoping he would. Oh well. At any rate, Lancer will probably feel a pair of eyes on him.]
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[He turned, meeting that pair of eyes with a somewhat confused expression of his own. Didn't seem like a threat, but it was hard to tell. Then again, what did he really have to be afraid of if he was hallucinating?]
And...you would be who exactly?
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I'm Aisling. You were here before, but you probably don't remember me.
[Though she does have a familiar accent...]
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Fitting, where I seem to be in something of a dream myself here. What do you mean, I was here before?
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[Either this was a dream or some really confusing afterlife.]
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I suppose I don't need to introduce myself, then.
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[She's heard other people calling him Lancer, but she never understood why and she never felt the need to call him that herself.]
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Guess you weren't kidding. You must know me pretty well, to recognize me by that name.
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[Then again, Servants didn't have memories of any other times they had been summoned--was there something similar going on here?]
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