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[Some nights, the Dark Hour is noisier than others.]

[While the shadows normally remain silent unless actively attacking those able to wander the dark hour, on this night the port area all but resounds with the shrieks of an all-too familiar shadow. A Visceral Maya, bane of those who find themselves new to Prospero.]

[What's peculiar is that the vocalizations almost sound frustrated or scared, as much as a Shadow can emote such things.]

[And unfortunately for anyone with their phone on-hand, the source of the noise just started getting broadcast over the network. The camera, activated via falling-to-the-ground judging from the angle, shows a man pinning a very displeased Visceral Maya to a building with a stopsign while muttering to himself.]

-n't even die right when I kill 'em, huh? Bah, not like it's the weirdest thi- eh? What's this?

[He keeps the shadow pinned against the building, reaching down to pick up and subsequently peer into the phone as a lazy smile crosses his features.]

Yo. Anyone there?

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"Really" what?

I mean...you would really want to fight alongside me? I feel no shame in admitting I've honestly dreamt of this opportunity since I was a kid.

Why wouldn't I? You're Diarmuid of the Love Spot, first knight of the Fianna, aren't you? You can talk about the "prince of light" all you want, but calling you a slouch in battle would be a hell of an insult, wouldn't it?

Ah...really, just 'Diarmuid' is perfectly acceptable. And yes, it would not be arrogance to say I'm quite good at what I do. Still, I can't claim to be quite at your level.

Far as raw ability goes, it sounds like we're all on the same level here. Hell, you might actually have one up on me for now with that Persona thing.

[He shrugs.]

Point was that you're a heroic spirit in your own right. Guys like us, Saber, even those Archers. Whether we cross blades of join them, both parties are honored by the exchange. Ain't no such thing as a "level" when it comes to that.

...Alright, alright. That's a true enough point, though I still count myself honored to have the chance to meet you.

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Likewise. And if the trip back here's showing things right, sounds like this town's gonna benefit from us having met, to boot.

[Except in the realm of EXP gain. The Shadow apocalypse was thorough and messy...]

Sounds about right. I'd definitely say having any ally around is a good thing, particularly one such as yourself.

Heh, you're gonna make me blush like some kind of maiden if you keep the flattery up.

[Friendly sarcasm but ANYWAY. Lancer makes an expression as though he'd had a sudden thought.]

Come to think of it, talking about allies like me, how are the other servants behaving here anyway? I'm not expecting to hear about a war starting up again, but...

Remarkably civil, for the most part. Gilgamesh is...well, Gilgamesh, but otherwise there hasn't been too much to worry about yet.

That guy. I could count the time I talked to him on my fingers; is there anything to know about him other than "world's most massive ego"?

That plus 'stalking Saber', 'incredibly possessive' and 'out of his mind'.

[Icon keywords so relevant.]

...Guess that explains what he was blathering on about when I talked to him on the phone-thing.

...is he still telling people I'm sleeping with her?

I'm not, for the record.

Well, he said something about "half the town looking at her..." something-something.

But, him being Gilgamesh, I ignored just about everything he said - don't think he mentioned you though.

[He ain't gonna judge you, bro.]

Oh, good. He already led Emiya to believe such a ridiculous thing. [HUFF] I can't imagine what I'd have to do if he spread such rumors around the city.

Unless we're talking about a different Emiya, let's be fair; the kid's alright, but he's about as thoughtful as a Berserker.

[wow unintentional(?!) jab-at-self much]

A fair point, I've noticed. But really. Does he have so little faith in his Servant that he would believe her unfaithful?

[So, so huffy.]

He's a kid, we all did some pretty dumb things when we were his age.

[A brief pause as Lancer decides, what the hell. Might as well say it.]

'Sides, he's a damn sight better than the master I wound up with.

...my own as well. I admit I envy Saber that much.

[welp, definitely gonna need another drink for that one.]

...So, the two themes we can guess so far are that Casters are better than they let on, and Lancers get shitty masters?

[Another drink? Count him in. Fuck E-Rank luck, and to hell with that fake priest.]

...I think that's a safe assumption.

[Lancer winced faintly, still not sure whether that ache in his chest was his imagination or if the last injury he'd sustained in Fuyuki was still bothering him.]

[Goddamn Kayneth.]

Unfortunate, but a safe assumption.

You win some, you lose some. Sure, I'd have preferred being dealt a better hand, but...

[He moved his glass, watching the liquid inside swirl around with mild interest as a half-smile formed on his features.]

Not sure I completely dislike how it all ended, I guess.

...I truly wish I could say the same.

[Deep down, Lancer was still disgusted with himself. It was going to be an undignified death no matter how he reacted, but...honestly, he'd come to regret how he'd spoken. More so upon learning the Grail was corrupted after he'd cursed it like that.]

I don't mind that it ended. I would just rather have found even one thing in the entire war that could have made it worthwhile.

[There was a slight shifting of Lancer's shoulders, something of a half-hearted attempt at a shrug.]

You want to elaborate on that some? Or, if we're going to take turns, would you rather I go first?

[Certainly, Lancer would love to have a duel with the other Lancer, and to retell the story of the fifth grail war - as he knew it - would give Diarmuid hints as to his weaknesses. However, none would be greater than merely knowing he was Cu Chulainn would.]

[Besides, it was like he'd told some bratty kid once before: If you get along with someone, you might as well drink 'till dawn and share tales with them, even if they may be enemies - and aside from perhaps a friendly duel, he didn't really see the other Lancer becoming one of those.]

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