And now...TIGHTS

[puppy_lancer]

Characters: Lancer and you
Setting: Several places throughout the week
Format: Anything is okay. I'll match
Summary: Lancer finally acting his age
Warnings: None right now

Dormitory hallways

[Lancer doesn't know why he seems to be getting strange looks as he heads out from his room. His dress and hair is no different from how it looked the previous day; in fact, he had switched over to this getup years ago.]

[As a Servant, he didn't age. Nor could he really track exactly how many days had passed. However, one day, he just outgrew his former rough style. Now, his hair is better combed and his bangs are shorter. His armor had been swapped out for a pair of blue tights that allowed him smoother movement. Even if his face is the same as when he first came to this Tower, there's something in his eyes and his posture that makes him seem older.]

[But that change was from years ago. Everyone should have gotten used to it now. Maybe it was just some experiment making people crazy again.]

Floor 25

[Lancer likes this floor. That's one thing that hasn't changed. It's nice and relaxing and a good place to take a nap if he wants to slack off.]

[That's what he's doing right now, in fact. Sleeping and snoring away even though, as a Servant, he doesn't need it.]

Floor 38

[He's grown to appreciate the bar over the years, especially since he's polished off most of the beer he's gotten from home by now. Currently, he's lounging around in a beanbag chair, holding a cup of alcohol (he forgets what kind) and sipping at it.]

Floor 48

[He doesn't really know why he's here. After all, the graveyard never contains the names of those who need graves--the ones who had actually burned away their entire lives in this Tower. But it was a place that let him reflect on some things.]

[Like what some of the people whose names were carved here would say when they saw what the Tower had become now. Would that rabid dog of a Lancer regret what his Master had become? Would the Saber he had never known reject his or her other self? Would some of his old friends appreciate what he had become now?]

[It's just something he ponders as he perches on top of an angel sculpture, looking as relaxed as ever.]




[OOC: replies will come from redbranch ]

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Floor 25

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko needed some time to herself, to read, think, and rest. So, after taking care of the library, she took a copy of The Little Prince and Brave Story up to the meadow..only to see Lancer snoring in the grass..but this Lancer looked a little different. Guessing that he was also being affected by the Administrators, Tohko sat down nearby and started reading. She would ask him when he woke up.]

Re: Floor 25

[redbranch]

[The sound of someone coming over next to him is enough to wake him up. He cracks open an eye. Oh, it was just Tohko. With that realization, he closes his eye again and goes back to his nap.]

Floor 25

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko didn't miss that eye opening and closing. Thinking he was still awake, Tohko quickly asked her question.]

Lancer, how much time has passed since you gave me this bird charm?

[She tapped to the one that was on her right braid ribbon.]

Re: Floor 25

[redbranch]

...

[He sighs, and then opens his eyes and sits up.]

I...don't really know.

[Tohko, you're asking a man who doesn't age to tell you the time that passed.]

You tell me. How many years?

Floor 48

[altitonant_emperor]

[Similarly to Lancer, Hidetoshi had not come to the graveyard with any defined purpose in mind. This was a floor of pointless mausoleums, open graves, and fields of unattended gravestones. Some of the names littered on the headstones he had known—he'd forgotten most of them. They were dust and gone. What did they matter to him anymore?

He was dressed in his usual of long black pants, dark gray shirt, and an overcoat with a classic scarf wrapped over his shoulders, and clenched under one arm, a bouquet of wildflowers he'd stopped by the meadow to rip up and bundle together. When he strode along in the graveyard, the man spotted the graceful figure of the man he knew to be one of his trusted friends perched atop a stone angelic figure, and he called down amusedly;]

Attempting to imitate the crows, Lancer?

[Not that either of them had seen normal crows for years and years.]

Re: Floor 48

[redbranch]

[He makes a quick face at the other man who called out to him.]

Very funny. You know I hate crows.

[He jumps down from the top of the statue and lands in front of his friend.]

I just like the height.

Re: Floor 48

[altitonant_emperor]

[He grins at his own joke, at the face Lancer pulls before jumping down in front of him. Luckily, it's not dusty enough in here to raise clouds of dusts. Of course he did.]

My sense of humor is impeccable, as I'm sure you know.

[He made a wry hand gesture.]

I am sure there are taller memorials on this floor somewhere.

Re: Floor 48

[redbranch]

You sure? Have you gotten a tape measure and measured them yet?

[He's obviously kidding, given the grin on his face.]

hallways!

[stillchainsawing]

[ Nope, Lancer, your look is just normal. Or that's what Urotsuki thinks, either way, when she manages to run into him in the hallway. She gives him a small smile though - emotions come much easier the more she's spent time around people, and ten years is a long time, after all. ]

Up this early..?

Re: hallways!

[redbranch]

Kinda decided I want an early start today. I've got quite a few things I wanted to check out.

[By now, he knows that Urotsuki is married to Kidou, and he can respect that.]

[stillchainsawing]

[ Good job, Lancer, finally you can keep your hands to yourself.. ]

You sound eager. [ A small chuckle. Yup, definitely a little more emotional. ] Is there anything special going on?

[redbranch]

Waver's got a new gaming session up today. And there's this new drink at the bar that I wanna try. So...I guess today really is special.

[Whereas Urotsuki is more emotional, Lancer sound more relaxed and less excited then he would have been when he first came to the tower.]

Floor 48

[apprisingreaper]

[Nyx is wandering through the graveyard, touching gravestones with a bitter smile. So many markers for the dead... but there's none here, and Nyx can't even add bodies to actually be buried here. They come back, unable to be destroyed, just like this cursed tower...

She stops near the angel sculpture, spotting Lancer. Well, what in the world would another resident be doing here? Perhaps she should take a little peek in his mind, see just what he's thinking about, if something is scaring him... any sort of information she can use.]

Re: Floor 48

[redbranch]

[The sudden feel of something trying to get into his mind is enough to kick him into an alerted state. He jumps off the angel sculpture, lands on his feet and turns around to stare at the intruder.]

Who are you?

[His voice is cold as ice and the killing intent he radiates could paralyze any normal human.]

[apprisingreaper]

[Nyx just stares right back, unaffected by the anger the other is exhibiting. After a moment, she turns away, examining a gravestone, using a finger to trace names that aren't there.]

I am a goddess. An all-powerful being. A concept all must surrender to.

...All it seems, except this very tower.

[There's a bit of bitterness in the voice, but when she speaks again, it's back to its usual monotonous pattern.]

And will you give me the honour of knowing your name?

[redbranch]

Lancer.

[The initial aggression dulls, but he is still glaring at her. He has no love lost for goddesses of death, especially not ones who tried to look into his mind.]

This Tower does many things that should be impossible to do.

floor 48;

[angramaintsu]

Lancer! [ If there's any woman who can recognize him in this state, it's the one who's wanted to see him again for so long. Well, it feels that way to her after all. There's been so many years of loneliness as she's twisted into madness, but to see her original Servant here in a pure form. She practically stumbles her way over the tombstones and rubble with her arms out towards him. ] Lancer, you've come back for me!

[ Congratulations at seeing Rin truly happy for once. It'll be short lived like most of her positive emotions. ]

Re: floor 48;

[redbranch]

R-Rin?

[For a second, he's shocked by how happy she seems to see him. Rin was usually even crabbier than Ayaka.]

Of course I've...

[...Been looking for her. Been trying to see if she's turned the newbies into a bloodbath yet. But come "back" to her? It makes no sense.]

[angramaintsu]

[ There's probably a few dead newbies nearby. Oops. ]

I knew that you would. [ It's only natural she'd think this of him. Wasn't his older self her Servant at one point? ] It's been lonely and I was stupid to trust in that Archer, but here you are to kill him for me.

Floor 38

[koncubine]

Drinking again, Lancer?

[Caster settles into a beanbag next to him, laughing just a bit.]

You're starting to seem like a real alcoholic these days! Just make sure you don't get hungover, alright?

Re: Floor 38

[redbranch]

Not my fault that this is where the parties are.

[He gives Caster a little wave.]

Oh come on, you know me. I get over these things quickly.

[koncubine]

Nothing like a party with heroes of the ages!

[She laughs again, louder this time. Is that sake in her hand? Where did that come from?

Oh, well. Looks like somebody else here might want to watch how much she drinks today.]

Mm-hm~, that's true. You must have A-rank alcohol resistance! But when you go too far, you act like such a baby, so don't push your luck.

Hallways. Hope this is okay. Also, sorry this is late!

[frilliance]

[Something's.....off about Edgeworth's roommate that Edgeworth cannot quite put his finger on. And it's not just his clothing or hair...

However, the prosecutor has something else important to discuss with the other man..]

Lancer, do you have a moment? I'd like a word with you about the state of our room. [i.e. Are you going to do anything about those beer cans?]

Re: Hallways. Hope this is okay. Also, sorry this is late!

[redbranch]

Hm? What's with our room?

[As far as he's concerned, the cans have been around forever. This other man should be used to them.]

[frilliance]

[Edgeworth hasn't been affected by the event. But feel free to assume Lancer's known him for a while. Just to confuse him more]

I was wondering how long you were going to leave those beer cans and cigarettes lying around the room. Normally, I wouldn't care about other people's dirty habits but since we happen to be sharing the same room...[And it's gross and inconsiderate. I HAVE TO SLEEP IN THERE EVERY NIGHT, BUDDY.]