☘ 019; [action/phone]
[A; action; 1335 Benny Rd.]
[What a mess things had been. Lancer hated, hated when this place dared to play with something as precious as his memories. If he hadn't been aware enough to realize something wasn't quite right, he could easily have killed Rin. And if he had done that again, for such a foolish reason...how could he ever live with himself?]
[But he hadn't, and now he was more than fairly certain his memories were back in order. It wasn't a shock to get something from the post office after that mess, but getting two things was unusual. The box held his armor--his proper armor this time, vibrant blue and silver. The envelope seemed to hold nothing, but when he opened it there was a sudden burning sensation in the back of his throat. Enough that he was sent into a coughing fit leaning against the door frame--once it stopped, Lancer cursed under his breath and immediately looked surprised.]
...the hell, did I just talk?
[Welcome back, loudmouth.]
[B; action; around Mayfield]
[If you are particularly attentive (or if he just feels like annoying you), you may see a Servant in blue around town--in a tree, perched on a streetlight, on top of the nearest building. Wherever he is, he's got the usual confident smirk on his face.]
[B; phone; locked to takeagandr]
Hey, kid.
[That was all he said. All he needed to say to get his message across. 'I can speak again, so we need to talk' was a given as far as he was concerned.]
[What a mess things had been. Lancer hated, hated when this place dared to play with something as precious as his memories. If he hadn't been aware enough to realize something wasn't quite right, he could easily have killed Rin. And if he had done that again, for such a foolish reason...how could he ever live with himself?]
[But he hadn't, and now he was more than fairly certain his memories were back in order. It wasn't a shock to get something from the post office after that mess, but getting two things was unusual. The box held his armor--his proper armor this time, vibrant blue and silver. The envelope seemed to hold nothing, but when he opened it there was a sudden burning sensation in the back of his throat. Enough that he was sent into a coughing fit leaning against the door frame--once it stopped, Lancer cursed under his breath and immediately looked surprised.]
...the hell, did I just talk?
[Welcome back, loudmouth.]
[B; action; around Mayfield]
[If you are particularly attentive (or if he just feels like annoying you), you may see a Servant in blue around town--in a tree, perched on a streetlight, on top of the nearest building. Wherever he is, he's got the usual confident smirk on his face.]
[B; phone; locked to takeagandr]
Hey, kid.
[That was all he said. All he needed to say to get his message across. 'I can speak again, so we need to talk' was a given as far as he was concerned.]