[b]Michiko,[/b]
[i]Hotel Room[/i]

Oh. Dear. Some bandages certainly was not going to help too much with those injuries. Michiko blinked, just standing on the spot for a good few moments as she went through the options in her head. Healing was not something she was particularily good at, but she was at least capable of it, unlike bolstering. To mend Lancer to a workable state would be a sloppy, drawn out affair if she tried it - but it didn't need to be her who did it. She knew of a way, but to do that so early would leave her worn out the next day...

The young magus weighed her options with a sigh, gesturing for Lancer to sit on one of the two beds in the room.

[i]"Is the other Servant dead...?" She asked cautiously, not wanting to sound insolent or pushy towards Lancer. "I mean, I just need to know if anyone else knows that you're hurt, as all. I can heal you, but the way I do it takes a lot out of me."[/i]

She sat on the bed, closing her eyes. "I'm sorry, Lancer. That could have gone better, if I'd planned for us to be attacked tonight." She bowed her head in deference to her. Guilt, a product of her social anxieties, ran through her head. If Lancer were summoned by someone better than her...
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[b]Al Abd-Malik,[/b]

The creature waited for its master to finish talking before its body shook, a thunderous laughter coming from it. Demon - Saber had been called similar many a time in its life, and it was equally as amusing each time! Some people were blinded by initial seeming, letting it cloud their ability to guess its nature. It would not call its self evil like a demon, but everyone was the hero in their own story; what was it to claim that it was not evil? That was for others to judge from its actions, after all. 

[i]"Demon?! You think I, one pulled from the Throne of Heroes, to be a demon?! Amusing, Master. In all things, appearances can be deceiving - the Ophanim appear to be two burning wheels covered in eyes, and they're angels! The Seraphim are no better. By all means, I'm a kindly peasant in appearance compared to them. Consider that, the next time you consider my nature."[/i]

[i]"You may call me Abd Al-Malik, or Saber if you wish to keep it simple. All you need know about my identity is that Saber is undoubtedly the class which I shine the most in."[/i] While speaking and without hesitation, Saber reached into the bag with its claw-like fingers, taking a handful of colourful candy and tossing it into the impenetrable smog that obscured its face.

[i]"The introductions are complete, Gwyndolyn. All that remains for us is battle and victory. Point me to my first foe, and I shall best them in your name as well as my own."[/i]