tvk | ⚔ 008; [video; morning of 10/24]

[ooc: This is a joint post with

caliburns, because misunderstandings happen a lot with these guys. Expect responses from both of them.]

[The phone fell to the floor when a small misstep caused Lancer to nudge the table it was on--in accordance with Murphy's Law, of course the video turned on. For the moment, it focused mainly on a lump of sheets and blankets a skilled eye might recognize as Saber. Just offscreen, a familiar voice could be heard muttering to himself.]

...thought for certain it was here yesterday, it's not as if it could just wander off.

[Lancer wandered onscreen, mostly in the background as he carefully examined yonder closet.]

[Now, Prospero, you may well notice three things about Lancer. One is that his hair is notably disheveled. Another is that he has a nasty looking pair of scars from some kind of stab wound lined up on his chest and back.]

[The third, directly following the second, is that he's not wearing a shirt. Sharing a room with Saber and not wearing a shirt. Scandalous. ~~Also hot damn.~~]

Are you awake, Saber? I seem to have lost something. [Pause.] Additionally, I think that perhaps we should discuss last night. That was an occurrence of no small significance for both of us, I think.

[Silence. The blanket lump shifted--you have disturbed the sleeping lion, Lancer.]

...It is at least safe to say I will be feeling the effect of that final thrust for some time yet, Lancer.

...perhaps the conclusion was a bit more forceful than I'd intended, yes.

[WELL SHIT PROSPERO, DOESN'T THAT SOUND LIKE AN INTERESTING CONVERSATION. TOO BAD, VIDEO CUTS OUT THERE.]

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[ He's flipped his shit enough times by now to realize it's not worth his time.

Instead, he'll just give a disapproving stare before totally hanging up.

LIKE A KING. ]

[ Oh look, guess who's calling him back? ]

[ No, Seiba. Go away. Can't you see he's busy being all jelly? Not because of implied sex, but because... well. Who really knows? It's just Gil. ]

What?

I had every intention of returning, Archer.

[ Turning the camera to show her wound.

Yes.

His treasure has been damaged. ]

I had to take care of this. By time my wound was dressed, I fell to exhaustion.

How many times have I told you to quit fighting past your limits? You should know better than this. You're supposed to be a better king than I am, damn it.
[ Whoa, wait what did he just say.

Obviously he is so annoyed he isn't even paying attention to what he's actually saying.

Oh well. Makes it more fun. ]

[ Why so tsun for her, bb? ]

It was not beyond my limits. The rule of the duel was whoever drew the first blood. We stopped after I was injured even though I could have continued on.

... Although I am curious as to why you proclaim me to be a better king than yourself.

[ And now that he realizes what he actually said, KIND OF TOO LATE. Though it's visible that he's kind of irritated with himself by this point. ]

...You're the only person who's even been able to defeat me. That in itself proves your superiority.

[ Because Gil certainly gives no fucks about the other things that make someone a good king. ]

I understand.

[ It's best to not provoke Archer when he's in a good mood. ]

Will you wait for me to return this afternoon?

Do you honestly expect me to--

[ Sigh. He'll play her game, for now. ]

I suppose I have no choice. Very well. I will await your return, Saber.

Thank you, Archer.

[ Not allowing him a chance to make a fool of himself, she cuts the call. But before she does, there's a hint of a smile on her face. ]

[ ...And that was enough to let a very rare smile come to his face. Though she'd never actually see it. ]

[Ring ring.]

If you have a problem, Archer, I would hope you could speak rather than simply stare at me.

You already know what my problem is, Lancer.

[ Witty joke in five... ]

Not really. Nor do I care, if it is so insignificant you won't even speak clearly about it.

Then I'll say it so you can understand.

Do not harm her again. I don't really care if this is some friendly fight or not. She is mine, and only I am allowed to defile her body like that.

[ Yes, Gil. Make this sound sexual. You're a boss. ]

⚔ 008; [video; morning of 10/24]

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