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[The phone wasn't 'turned on' so much as it was 'knocked aside', or at least knocked out of its owner's hand. The only thing visible at first was a flash of immaculate white armor before the phone fell. After striking the ground, the video took a moment to come back into focus; at which point even under the dim lighting of the Dark Hour one might be able to make out one deadpan Persona in white currently trying to strangle his summoner in black and green.]

Why...are you...?! [Attempting to pry his Persona's hands off his throat ended in failure, but luckily enough there was a good reason for that--Diarmuid's right hand was occupied with holding the crimson lance Gae Dearg, which struck out a moment later to force the dark-haired Persona to back off...and take his own lance in hand. Trying to catch his breath as quickly as possible and stumbling just a little, Diarmuid moved into a fighting stance opposite the other lance wielder.]

[Lightning fast blurs of light and dark armor clashed against each other, the striking of blade on blade illuminating the air with the occasional sparks as they met each other's attacks. It was fortunate, Diarmuid realized, that his Noble Phantasm had been returned to him. Even without its power, there was no lance in this world which he could use with nearly as much skill or expertise. And if this was the opponent he had to face...then he would need every bit of skill he could pull together.]

[But there was a problem, evident in the small hesitations and missteps only an expert could possibly notice. Though he hid it well and though a healing spell had fixed the worst of it, Diarmuid was still injured. And by the smallest of irritated looks on his face, it was clear his Persona saw it as well. Of course he did--he was a manifestation of Ireland's greatest knight, summoned from the heart of one who held him in the highest regard. It would have been stupid to assume he didn't see those small mistakes as a tremendous neon sign proclaiming exactly where Diarmuid was injured.]

[The white lance crackled with sparks of blue electricity, and at the next moment the long-haired Persona moved--twirling and swinging his lance to strike at Diarmuid's midsection with the shaft rather than the blade itself.]

[Whether the resounding crack that resulted was from the electricity or Diarmuid's already cracked ribs breaking further was anyone's guess, but he collapsed almost immediately with a choked cry of pain. Why his Persona hadn't gone for a killing strike was unclear, at least until one saw the expression of the knight standing over his fallen summoner. He looked down at Diarmuid with cold disdain, as if to say he wasn't even worth the bloodstains his lance would receive. With that, he disappeared as the video cut out.]

[About five minutes later, there would be a short message to follow:]

few streets south of the hotel

i could use some help

immediately

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Not another one who's been hurt! I'll be there right away, okay?

survived worse

i think

hard to say really

Don't worry so much! I think I know where you are.

appreciate it

dont worry i am certainly not going anywhere

*Within a few minutes, there's a girl with a cheap staff fending off Shadows as she scrambles over.* Good, you're still here!

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Diarmuid!! Please, resist a bit longer. I will be at your side soon!

[ THIS PRETTY GIRL IS GOING FOR YOUUUUUUUUUUUU ]

dont panic

it looks like hes disappeared for the moment

[But he'll just be kind of...On the ground in horrible pain with a deathgrip on his phone.]

[ Oh, God. As soon as she reaches his side, she's kneeling down next to him. ]

Allow me to assist you. [ CASTING HEALING SPELLS LIKE A BOSS. And yes, she already beated her Persona. ] We must leave for a safer place. I will guide and protect you in this battlefield.

Th...thank you. That helps a great deal--should he manifest again, I can take care of it.

[No you can't, you're using your lance like a goddamn walking stick.]

[Being desensitized at seeing someone injured from battle due to being on a battlefield, Snake arrives at the destination only to find the injured Diarmuid. The assailant had gotten away, as far as he knew, and by the looks of things Snake could take a hunch. It wasn't the first time he'd seen a Persona attack it's user, though he wasn't going to assume anything just yet. His eyes wandered from one area to the next on the man's body, and all Snake could do was let out a gruff sigh and extend his hand forward.]

Can you stand?

N...not sure. [Breathing even hurt at this point.] Probably--only one way to find out.

[Moving? That was a mistake. Taking the newcomer's hand? Another mistake. Standing up? oh god big mistake everything hurts.]

[Snake isn't very good at the soft and careful attitude, but he's putting his arm around Diarmuid's waist and flinging the Servant's arm around his shoulders. If he could do it without completely worsening the man's condition, he'd carry him on his back or in his arms bridal style.]

C'mon. The hotel isn't far, though I don't know where the hospital is 'round here yet.

Don't...don't worry. I'm h...harder to kill than I look. [He managed a shaky smirk at that, though he was lightheaded just from the amount of pain he was dealing with.]

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[ Let's face it, this traffic cone of murder has been silent for so long. Maybe because trying to beat your Persona has consumed all your time. In any case, he's running to the possible place for him to be. Hey, they can be buddies at this thing of bleeding-to-death thing. ]

[awwww yes broken bone pals]

[At any rate, Diarmuid would just be trying his hardest to stand up and failing horribly.]

[ best friends evah.

Oh, that's a familiar face. ]

Diarmuid, what could have happened to you?

M-my Persona...I don't know, he suddenly manifested and t...tried to kill me.

[He's pulling out his gun going through the city. He had mostly been able to avoid losing his mind, but that's because he took care of his persona relatively quickly in quiet.

He moved closer, and noticing that there was a guy struggling... he looked relatively familiar. Quickly moving over, gun in his hand.]

Hey! Ya 'lright?

W-with all due respect, do I look alright?!

[Says the pile of agony on the ground.]

...Well it's dark out! How the hell am I suppose to tell?

[He grumbles, and reaches for him to pull him up.]

'm takin' you back to the hotel.

Ow--th-thank you. I'm sorry to trouble you like this.

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hang on, be right there ASAP

[Just gonna...be trying to stand up. And completely failing.]

[BRB.

Catching you.]

I swear, it's like you have a penchant of attracting injuries.

Ow--heh. E-ranked luck, Emiya.

[A quiet, self-deprecating laugh.]

My f-fortune is so miserable it's probably the only part of being a Servant that I was able to hold on to.

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