Hotel Room - Summoning location.
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Oh, it would seem she had been summoned by an innocent little dove. If this was still in her time, she would have taken her under her wing. But there was something that irritates her somehow...

"Oi..."

Lancer stepped closer to Michiko. With one fluid movement, Lancer raised Michiko from the bow, and raised her face to hers.

She then pinched Michiko's cheeks, pulling as she did so. 

The resulting strange faces she could make was more than Lancer could stand, sending her laughing loudly.

"Master! Do not be so uptight. While it is perfectly understandable to worship me and feel awed by my great presence, doing so in the open will also inform someone that there is a magnificent Servant under your command. I request worshiping me like the great person I am be limited to only safe locations. Come! Let us meet this... Proctor."

With that, Lancer turned into spirit form, invisible, and intangible, but still ready for combat.

Lancer did not mention anything about her diminished capabilities however. It seems there wasn't a lot of prana channelling to her from her Master; Lancer will need to conserve and manage what she had. She didn't think it would even be possible to summon her greatest trump card at this time, not without draining a lot of prana from herself. But... she had no idea what sort of alternate ways she could gather prana with, aside from consuming the souls of others, and that was the one thing she will not, and will never do. Any Master who wishes so would have to use a Command Seal to force her to.

"Lead the way, Master. Err... Michiko." She spoke with a disembodied voice.