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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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[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.

That phone is meant to be yours, actually.

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.

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

[...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 But now that the curse was no longer in effect?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.]

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.

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.

[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.

[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.]

[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?

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

[Understatement of the millenia, Lancer...]

You... were insistant in protecting me. You refused to allow me to fight with you against Caster and went off on your own. So I waited. And then everything went dark and I awoke on the ground here.

Ah, then that's good. I know someone of that description, but since he's on bad terms with his master, I can rest assured that no one who will bother him has arrived.

[He'll just let that sink in and ignore the last part.]

[On bad terms? Then was Lancer angry with Kayneth for some reason? Certainly he could not be on bad terms with her. Or was it someone else similar? Surely others having birthmarks there were possible.]

It must be a different one.

It must surely be. I would hate to see anyone cause him pain for any reason. He is my friend, after all, and I take that seriously.

Then it is a good thing that he is not the one I seek. Mine is on perfectly good terms with me.

[Even if he didn't smile lately. Why?]

Mmhm. I'm sure that's true. I'll just tell Lancer that he shouldn't speak to you, because we wouldn't want to have any mix-ups.

[Oh, hell.]

...I see.

[He did at least want to apologize for that failure. If he had been more cautious, then....no. No, it no longer mattered.]

And you've just arrived here?

[Her voice turns low and dangerous.]

Hey. What's your name?

A little while ago. I spent... some time looking around.

[And trying out her magic. Speaking of which...]

A man just tried to spread lies about you, Lancer.

Issei Ryudo. [Completely innocent expression.]

Seems like it. Perhaps we'll find out eventually, or we may not. Fate does work in strange ways, so it's best to go along with it for now.

As for this guy, I have not seen him. However, if I do, then I'll be sure to call you.

What do you mean, exactly?

[His alias wasn't the best, sure, but somehow he doubted that was her problem.]

Issei. [Now she knows the name of the liar who dared to say that beloved Lancer was at odds with her.]

This Lancer of yours matches the description of my servant? Such an odd name... Why would anyone call their child "Lancer"?

Issei Ryudo. He claims that you were on bad terms with Kayneth. Yet you were always the most loyal...

You wouldn't say something like that, would you?

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