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[ex_cashcow493]

☙LOCKED;

[ She hears them. Droplets of water all around her echoing in the unusually calm air around her and the chill felt in her bones meant she must be without clothing. The sound of waves crashing against moistened earth and rocks begins to be drowned out by pounding within her ears. Her heartbeat. All too familiar a noise, heard often when on the battlefield (she focused on it during bloodbaths over the maddened cries of men around her), it lulls her out of sleep. That's what happened, right? Saber's been in a permanent state of death for so long that she's certain she can pick up on dying again. With a groan, she forces herself to sit up. Late at night, the lights of the city off in the distance alert her to the alarming situation. Glancing up towards the sky, there's some relief with the position of the moon in the sky, judging the time to be a hour or so from the dark hour. That's plenty of time.

A little bit later, she takes advantage of a deserted part of the city, to get dressed into the first thing she found in her size. So what if she had to take it from a middle school student's locker? While she's there though, she's going to borrow the phone just to make a single call.

The certain individual that holds her cell phone hostage may hear this ringtone. ]

☙AUDIO;

I, Saber, have returned to Prospero.

[ It certainly sounds like her at least. ]

Could someone enlighten me to the current happenings of this place? [ A quiet cough, as if she was trying to suppress it. ] As well as the date.. Those who should--[ Another muffled cough. ]--check in with me must do so as soon as they receive this call. That is all.

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[voice]

[croibhristeoir]

[Her phone was ringing. Why was her phone ringing? Lancer had finally fallen asleep for a change, too; he'd barely slept the entire week.]

[...Wait, had it been a week? He got up and bolted across the room to where he'd put Saber's phone after taking it from Sola. It wasn't her number, at least. But if this was his former Master's fiancee, she was going to catch hell for this.]

[But odds were pretty good that it was someone else.]

...Saber? [He sounded cautious, as though he hadn't entirely believed it was possible she would come back. But that could wait--there were more important things to deal with first.]

Where are you?

[ex_cashcow493]

What is my phone doing with you?

[ There's no hesitation. ]

[croibhristeoir]

I'll explain when I give it back to you. Are you alright?

[audio]

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Saber. Loken here. It is october the 5th.

Are you... all right?

[audio forever]

[ex_cashcow493]

Ah Loken. What do you mean by that?

[ A pause. ]

The date, that is. Not the question on my well-being.

Re: [audio forever]

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

I meant what I said. That is the day of month. You're the one who asked, after all.

[Video]

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

[Of course he knew that she would come back. That doesn't mean that his first reaction to suddenly hearing her voice isn't shock.]

S-Saber-

[Much more timidly.]

Welcome back.

[Audio]

[ex_cashcow493]

Are you alright?

[ There's a lot she can pick up about a person just by listening to their words. Someone who holds himself to high regards stuttering? That's abnormal enough to comment on. ]

[Audio]

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. Lancer and Emiya were hit badly by your situation, and you should see to them.

[voice]

[voidquesting.livejournal.com]

Wait.

Wait a minute.

What do you mean 'returned?'

[voice]

[ex_cashcow493]

I came back to this place. What else could I mean?

[voice]

[voidquesting.livejournal.com]

So where were you? I kinda thought we couldn't leave. Seems like that kind of thing.

[Audio]

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[Mistaking you for your "twin" by voice alone, s'up.]

The fifth of October. The shoreline's a complete mess, but nothing else of note's going on.

...Say, are you alright? You sound a bit different. Guess it could just be the coughing, though.

[Audio]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Aw yes, twinny shenanigans.. This isn't the first person to tell her that it's truly the fifth, leaving her with little confusion in reality, but more in just how this place works. ]

What has taken place on the shores? [ Saber was just at the beach, but a different part of it for Convenience's Sake. ]

Different? How so?

[Audio]

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Ah... that would be a large amount people washing up on them. Ones not breathing. [Yes feel free to appreciate the irony while this side of the conversation valiantly attempts a topic change.]

It's... the pitch, I guess. Maybe it's just whatever triggered the coughing fit, but you sound hoarser or -- ergh, what's the word -- maybe huskier than normal?

[She's on to you two by voice alone. Horray for personal experiences teaching such.]

[Audio]

[crownedexorcist]

It's the fifth of October.

...You might have been asked this already, but are you alright?

[Audio]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Remember, remember the fifth of October. ]

Yes, I fare well. [ Cold, a bit confused and very hungry. ] Do you bring news of the recent events with this call?

[not here] 1/2

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

[...!

That voice...]

okay I lied 2/?

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

[...no way, she's dead, there's no way for her to be here once mo-]

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

[Wait, he recalled hearing that someone who died will be revived within one week...]

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

[So does that mean a week has passed?]

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

[...he lets out a sigh of relief as he stares at the phone.

Saber is alright.]

[audio] done

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

...welcome back, Saber.

[Voice]

[nrvn-qsr.livejournal.com]

You idiot.

About time you decided to come back.

[]

[Voice]

[ex_cashcow493]

Ah.. Please, there is no need for name calling.

[ She didn't mean to make anyone worry! Least of all, the other her. ]