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[saber_violinist]

Characters; Saber( saber_violinist ) and Lancer (blue_lancer )
Date/Time; Febuary 10th 2009, roughly about noon
Location; Lancer's apartment, around the city.
Rating: Pg-13, just in case
Summary; Saber take Lancer on a tour of the city.

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[saber_violinist]

Not catching the call of him shouting from the bathroom, she stood there still a bit zoned out until the door had been pulled open and there was a loud scream of her name. Startled, taking a few steps back and smiled as his arms were spread she happily spread hers in return. “Lancer!” she hoped into his arms, embracing him tightly, laughing softly into his shoulder. “It’s wonderful to see you!”

Pulling slowly from the embrace, smiling up at the taller, blue-haired man she laughed, and than stopped to hear what sounded like the pounding of feet upon the floor above, “Good heavens, what is that?” she curiously asked, looking above, her British accent shining through more now than ever before, seeing as she was in front of another man that had one as well, she didn’t care in front of him if she had one or not.

[saber_violinist]

“I have no clue where you would be, certainly not here.” She joked lightly and chuckled softly.

Giving him an odd look, but than shrugging her shoulders, she looked up a second time to hear what sounded like a louder pair of feet thundering their way down the stairs. “I would assume that would be her!” Grasping onto his sleeve, tugging it gently saying in a slight whisper, “Come on! If you don’t want to see her, we’d best get out of here!” Releasing his sleeve and heading in the direction of the door, opening it and holding it open for him. “Hurry now!” she laughed loudly, hearing the landlady growing ever closer to his old apartment door.

[saber_violinist]

Hearing the loud scratchy voice of the landlady, she held back her laughter by lifting her hand to cover her mouth but still laughter seeped through her hand. Closing the door when he had gotten out, she took him by the hand, dashing away from the building. “Hurry, she may find us!”

Taking him down the street that she had wanted to go down, stopping and releasing his hand “*pant* Phew, that was a close one…” she chuckled looking up at the taller man, giving him a warm smile. “We’ll be going downtown first, that’s where all the shops and good restaurants are. There’s an Irish pub that you should enjoy, we’ll go there for dinner one night!” Turning her back to him, slowly walking toward their destination, looking over her shoulder at him with a smile, wrinkling her nose and saying “Come now, or it’ll get dark out faster than you think.”

[saber_violinist]

Giving a soft chuckle as he laughed about the Irish pub that he had never heard about before, “Perhaps just a friendly dinner.” She chuckled, smiling at the fact that Gilgamesh would not like her going on a “romantic” dinner with someone he did not know very well, or on one with a person that he did know well, either way Gilgamesh would not be happy. “I accept the offer for the dinner, though.” She nodded her head, thinking that it sounded fun.

Crossing the street, noticing Lancer at her side and thinking nothing of it, she shrugged her shoulders lightly and than asked him, just emembering, “Oh! How’s your boxing career going for you?” She knew that he boxed, it was practically in his Irish fighting blood, she figured that it was mostly and Irish thing, her being British, fist fighting wasn’t really her “cup of tea” as they say. “We’ll have to spar sometime. It’ll be fun.”