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[ The camera turns on to show a tall man, wearing a dark blue long coat over his priest's clothes, a barely-seen cross necklace hanging around his neck, eyeing the screen with a calm, indifferent expression. He speaks with a deep, astringent voice, very noticeable so, but the tone he speaks in is very calm, even a little disinterested, the slightest, barely noticeable trace of a smile heard in it- this contributes to the heavy and tense atmosphere surrounding him, that one could feel even over the cellphone. There is something vaguely threatening and oppressive about him, and the general feel he gives off. Yet, he carries himself in a confident, calm, composed way, without showing the slightest trace of hostility or anger or any other negative emotion. The way he is looking at the screen, even when he's not looking directly at anyone, combined with the qualities of his voice, is able to make one feel tension-- as though one wrong word and wrong move will land you in deep trouble, as though he is looking down on you. For a guy who obviously just arrived, he's pretty chill about this whole thing. Probably because he more or less figured out a few things already by himself. Most of the things, in fact. How? By being Kirei. ]

What a convenient device this is. Given that cell phones these days, as advanced as they are, normally do not function as to communicate with a large group of people by default, then this device is specifically designed for the purpose of communication within that certain group. After all, none of the citizens that are native to this place seem to possess them, and not only that, but it seems that they have mistook me for a newcomer that has recently moved to this town. Hah. They do say ignorance is bliss, do they not? Perhaps it is. If they had known that unknown forces were suddenly transporting people to their perfectly typical and normal little town, living their daily lives normally would have been more difficult. I suppose there is no use explaining that this is not the case at all. Such people rarely listen, after all. They rather remain blind to whatever is going on under the surface and continue living their current lives, already filled with enough problems and troubles and trials.

Of course, this would also mean that my assumption is not incorrect and that I am indeed not alone in a group of others who have been inconveniently taken away from where they previously were. All the way from Japan to the United States, is it? But this is really quite annoying. [ He doesn't sound annoyed, though... at all... there's a trace of sarcasm in that statement, as though it is said ironically, in a tongue-in-cheek way. ] I am a busy man, after all. More than that, you would think they would allow me to complete certain duties I cannot leave unattended first. [ He smiles, suddenly, and while it's not a sneer or anything like that, it's... a bit unpleasant in a way that one can't really put their finger on. It really reinforces the threatening and tense air around him, though. It's like he's smirking mysteriously without actually smirking mysteriously. ] How terribly disappointed he will surely be. I will not be able to apologize either, as if I should ever return, and by the time I will, it will be far too late as well.

It seems self-introductions upon arriving are common courtesy here as well. Then allow me to do so. I am Kotomine Kirei, and I am the priest of Kotomine Church in Fuyuki City. [ And then there's that smile again. ] But there is no need to refer to me as Father Kotomine.

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[Lancer didn't hold grudges. It was something of a policy for him: life was too short to waste it on concentrating vitriol at others, and if someone's the type you get along with, you might as well do so regardless of their affiliation. For those who don't, just try to refrain from wasting time on them. It was a good policy, he thought, but one he admitted he had problems adhering to fully.]

[The point of the matter was that, as far as Lancer was concerned? Kotomine, despite the multiple grievances Lancer had with him, had paid his dues, his metaphorical pound of flesh, or more literally, with his heart.]

[All that said? The priest was still something utterly anathema to him, the complete opposite of the kind of person he'd get along well with. Possessing a temper as poor and as easy to trigger as Lancer's, the priest was also someone rather hard for him to ignore.]

[Long story short, Kirei gets a viewscreen full of scowling Irishman.]

Hey, what's this? I thought that such an open public statement was against your religion. Did you undergo some kind of conversion or something when I wasn't looking? Doesn't seem to be for the better at all though, what a damn shame.

[ Oh... well that is not someone he has expected to see again, given that he was dying at the hands of a abomination made out of pure evil last time he remembers. Otherwise known as the same thing that got Gilgamesh, forcing him to retire for good... on the surface. Which, as inconvenient as it was, ultimately had its advantages. But this situation was already rather strange and this made things even stranger. Which is saying a lot given their world... yet not nearly strange enough to faze him, but there wasn't anything like that in the world anyway. So, despite the surprise and unexpected nature of this meeting (for him) there is not the slightest change of expression or any indication of his surprise on his face. ]

Do not say that. I have no religion to change. I believe I already told you. [ No he didn't. Not in the route he's from anyway. Translation: he's just screwing with him as always. ] But I'm surprised, Lancer. You seem to have undergone some changes while I was not looking as well. Otherwise, you would not be here. There may be several explanations as to why you are still here and alive, but none of them explain why you still have your memories.

Funny, I didn't think we were on the kind of terms where we'd even speak as acquaintances. Then again, you always made a habit out of it, so I shouldn't be surprised.

[Though his tone is as casual as it normally is, there's an undercurrent of ice to it. To think he was actually enjoying Prospero for the most part, 'till now. Kirei's really kind of an exceptional guy, being one of a scant handful of people to actually irritate Lancer to this extent.]

I'll humor you this once, then. I assume the reason I can remember would have something to do with the reason that hole in your chest patched up so well.

... [ ...Huh. He does not remember having a hole in his chest. Wait, he does. But that one was cured by a massive physical personification of all the world's evil... thing... which Lancer wouldn't know about. And obviously that has nothing to do with this. Well this is some pretty suspicious shit. But Kirei is going to continue doing what he was normally doing-- act normal. And not let him in on the fact that they seem to remember things completley differently. And of course make sure to be vague and never directly state a lie nor a truth. The only reason he doesn't let his surprise or confusion and the fact that he has no idea what Lancer is talking about show on his face is that he's a smooth bastard like that. /punts him ]

I see. So it is not clear at all. There are some mysterious forces a work here indeed.

[Kirei's uncompromisable poker-face always irritated Lancer. Part of the reason ending his life was enjoyable was the expression of shock on his face. Still, being back to the status quo was less of a shock than the corrupt clergyman's appearance in Prospero.]

Something like that. Enjoy being in the dark for once, you shitty priest.

Yes, you are correct. I will certainly be in the dark in this case. Oh, but I believe I am not the only one in this case. Would that not go for the rest of this town as well, as well as yourself, Lancer? And if my suspicions are correct, we are all likely to remain in the dark for quite some time. I do not think that whatever is responsible for this wishes to foolishly make itself known to us. But it regardless makes things in this difficult situation easier and more convenient for us as much as it makes them more difficult, so I do not mind if it keeps this up.

Say, one thing I'd always wondered. Have you always loved the sound of your own voice? Or was it a recent development that I got to be one of the first to 'enjoy'?

[ Oh Lancer. You should see him whenever he talks to Shirou, man. ]

You contradict itself if you put it like that. Though you ask if it was a recent development, you also claim to have "always" wondered it at the same time. [ Gosh Kirei stop picking apart and overanalyzing everything people say. ] But given that you are most likely to be speaking rhetorically, there is no need to provide you with an answer.

[One must wonder how much of that Lancer had to linger around in spirit form for... Either way, the fool's attempting to troll the troll. Trolls trolling trolls, even.]

Far as I know your favorite music was the sound of you boring that Emiya kid or your apprentice to death. Of course, I didn't even know you for a month. I could be wrong.

I would not say Emiya was bored. After all, I made sure to speak to him in such a way as to keep his attention at all times, and given the topics we tended to speak about, it seemed to have succeeded. Yes, when I think about it, he did not seem bored at all. Rin, however, is another matter entierly.

Suceeded? The hell did he do, for you of all people to call it a success?

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