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[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

This phone is so much smaller than it should be. I wonder how far advanced this place is...

[Ordinary technology, no magic, what was this place? She'd spent plenty of time raging already. More than enough. She had to find him. Although the woman's voice is rather ordinary, there is an odd coldness to it. She speaks like an aristocrat, authorative and cool.]

Excuse me. My name is Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri. [A pause to let that elaborate name sink in.] You may call me "Lady Sophia-Ri", or- [Her voice softens a little.] If my Servant, or my fiancè happen to be at the other end of this call, you may call me Sola. Please do respond.

I doubt there is an easy way out of this place. However, if there is, I would be delighted to hear of it. I am sure my dear fiancè would be willing to offer a reward to one who would help me in this situation.

[And then a brief pause before she adds.] If you happen to be the owner of this phone, please return the call and claim it. I will repay you for the use of it once I manage to acquire the means to.

Lastly, and I do appreciate your patience - I'm looking for a man. [...] A particular one. With dark hair and a mark below his eye. If you have seen him, please do respond immediately. It is imperative that I find him.

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[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

[Issei tilts his head.] You're a Master from Fuyuki City? I don't know very much except that the war went on in my home and I hate it.

-Ah, that phone is yours. All of those who are trapped here receive them, for some unknown reason.

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[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about.

[People so openly discussing somethin like that... It's not something she can ever approve of.]

And no, I am not from Fuyuki City. [A beat.] This phone is mine? But I just picked it up off the street.

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[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

But you asked for a Servant. Maybe I'm reading into that.

It's yours still. That isn't the strangest thing that will happen.

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[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

[She manages to keep her cool, lying through her teeth.]

I don't know about any war. But in case you failed to notice, I will reiterate.

I am looking for my servant. One who is paid to serve me. The technical term for me, as their superior, would be their "Mistress".

Hm... a present, then? Or are you insinuating that all who pick things up that are lost should keep them?

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[coldhearted-sun.livejournal.com]

That phone is meant to be yours, actually.

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[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

And what of its previous owner? Why would they give me something like this?

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[coldhearted-sun.livejournal.com]

Most likely for easier access onto this 'network' if you want to contact everybody or anyone, I gathered. I suspect that there was no previous owner, though.

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[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

Then it was left for me? How very odd... someone must be pulling the strings.

[croibhristeoir]

[...Oh, shit.]

[At least, that's what Lancer might say if he was going to lose his composure right off the bat. No, it...wasn't her fault. Just like with all the others, she couldn't help how things had gone. But now that the curse was no longer in effect? Surely it would be easier to deter her without hurting her, wouldn't it?]

[When Lancer finally turned on the video, he realized he probably didn't quite look like the Servant she knew--he was in civilian clothes and glasses, seeming perfectly accustomed to both by now.]

...Sola.

[Not 'Sola-sama'. He was no longer Kayneth's Servant, and though he felt the faintest obligation to give her the same respect, he stopped himself for some reason.]

[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

[The civilian clothes were understandable. The glasses were not. She supposed it fitted with his disguise, whatever that may be. Yet despite the lack of surprise at his attire, her response came slowly.

She felt hollow relief at the sight of him, slightly thrown off by the lack of the honorific. Was the absence of the command spells to blame? No, surely not. Lancer would not be so disloyal. No, he was simply closer to her. Was that not how the honorifics worked? To lose them was to denote closeness. Closer than words could offer. Ah... yes, surely that was it.

Her heart was thudding faster and faster. So much impulse tended within. She wanted to track him down, throw herself at him and cling to him until time stopped.

But how was he here? If she was no longer supplying prana to him, if her magic was cut off and the command spells were gone... No, it seemed it was Fate. Even fate smiled upon her.]

Lancer. [Her voice softened, warmed only for him.] You are here. I knew you would not let us down.

[croibhristeoir]

[Oh, this was just Not Good.]

Before this conversation should go any further, please tell me what your last memory of Fuyuki was.

[Now that he knew there was a gap of ten years between when he last saw Saber and when she'd arrrived, he didn't want to take chances.]

[gillyboy.livejournal.com]

The phone's yours.

As for your friend, I haven't seen anyone like that.

[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

Mine? I've never even seen a phone like this before.

That's a pity. However, I do appreciate the response.

[gillyboy.livejournal.com]

You got it when you arrived here. Everyone gets a phone like that. They can talk on the network that way.

Yeah.

[Video] Your username amuses me. |D

[toomanypetals.livejournal.com]

...And why should I help you?

[His voice is oh so very cold, this elegantly dressed man.]

Since you're asking these things, I can assume you're new and therefore-- your fiance means absolutely nothing to me.

[Video] Mission accomplished!

[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

[Her voice and bearing are equally cold.]

If you have no wish to assist, then you are not required to. However, that means there is also no reason for you to waste your breath.

[Video] Bwahaha.

[toomanypetals.livejournal.com]

Hn. And here I thought I'd be helpful and tell you about the other person you mentioned. I think I'll pass now.

[No he just has no respect for nobles and priests.]

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[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[The first thought that comes to the mind of someone as analytical as Kiritsugu is not dismay, but the theory that perhaps Prospero is actively trying to punish him for his actions. He has seen Uryu, Lancer, and now Sola. What else could it be?]

No way back. This world is different from each person's.

[Information. His own indirect way of expressing regret at her demise. At the time of the battle against Lancer, Kiritsugu felt absolutely no shame in his tactics, but that's because he thought one dead to be insignificant if it would spare billions more, much like he still does. However, as it stands, his ratio in the War of people he killed to people he saved stands at three-to-one. Much more if he's to be held accountable for the fire. Even he realizes none of those deaths were necessary.]

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[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

[Without seeing Kiritsugu, she has no way of knowing it's him. So she views the words with a critical eye before responding.]

I see. Thank you for the information. Do you happen to know why we've been brought here?

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

Nobody does.

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[a-mans-job.livejournal.com]

Solar We New....

[This is the important thing to focus on, yes.]

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[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

Sew-lah-oo-ee. Noo-ah-dah-re. Sew-fi-ar-re. And yes. That is my name.

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[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[The woman on the other end of the phone raises a hand to her face, tapping roughly at the location Diarmuid's mark would be on his own face.]

Is the mark like so...?

[A pause as tapping ceases.]

As for everything else, you're probably stuck here for a while. Feel free to keep the phone, too.

[Devola's gonna hold off on saying that name as long as she can, ayep...]

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[toomanyhyphens.livejournal.com]

Yes, it is. Just there. [She looks at the phone eagerly, trying to hide her pleasure.]

Have you seen him?

[She's not blaming you at all, Devola.]

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[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Yep! Well, I've talked to him a few times, anyway. He seems like a nice guy, but I can't say I know where he stays or anything.

Diarmuid Campbell, right? [Someone hasn't gotten to the Irish yet as far as pouring over mythology goes, and took Lancer's alias at face value. o o o p s.]