[h2][b][color=1b1464]Alice Masami[/color][/b][/h2]
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Kyoto Outskirts
[b][u]Interacting with:[/u][/b][@JosephBelz][/center]
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The call had come. The tug on his soul, the sudden feeling of flesh, warmth, light, the first tantalizing taste of air. Something was wrong though, a weight ad twisting of his soul. The bright lights of his world turned a red heugh. Pain ripped the first breathes from his lungs, a pain so deep it nearly made the man, the Servant forget himself. Something was wrong. He formed, his body becoming more than a concept given form. the light faded.   

[color=1b1464]"I am summoned, and have answered your call."[/color]

His voice ground out, showing the pain he was in. H stood, and regarded his master. Only he did he realize what had happened. His eyes narrowed on the girl before him, and the ash pile he sensed had been his master. Grusomt's barbed end slammed into the ground, cracking the written seal burned into the stone.

[color=1b1464]"You were not the one who summoned me,"[/color] Lancer hissed. 

His head swam with the memories not his own, a hatred in his chest that had never ben there before. he felt... wrong. He knew this.... thing had to be blamed. His summoning, his connection to the world was established with someone else. he had sworn his service, his life to another. Not the one who stood before him now.  

[color=1b1464]"Answer me now, who are you?"[/color]