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tvk2011-10-26 09:48 pm
croibhristeoir) wrote in tvk2011-10-26 09:48 pm
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⚔ 008; [video; morning of 10/24]
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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.]
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.
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.]
[Video]
...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. ]
[Video]
[ It's best to not provoke Archer when he's in a good mood. ]
Will you wait for me to return this afternoon?
[Video]
[ Sigh. He'll play her game, for now. ]
I suppose I have no choice. Very well. I will await your return, Saber.
[Video]
[ 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. ]
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