[b]Lancer
Master's Hotel Room.[/b]
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"Oh? Is that all the reaction I get?" Lancer put a hand through her hair. "Hmm, normally, I'd punish you then have you pamper me until I'm satisfied, but considering the circumstances, I'd let this slide."

A large bleeding wound on one's shoulder was not something one could just ignore after all, even with her beautiful body. With a slight grunt, she sat on the bed opposite to her, still keeping her pleasant but slightly arrogant expression on. It was mostly to reassure her master.

[i]"Is the other Servant dead...?" [/i]

"No." Lancer answered simply. "Or rather... I do not know. Is he truly alive? Or is he just walking around empty of life? He didn't seem to mind much when I disemboweled him, and if my sword were not my sword, it would have perhaps succumbed to his taint. Someone like him..." Lancer sat back against the headrest, a thoughtful look on her face. "Someone like that, would require an artifact of sorts to defeat. Well, we could always just go after the master however."

[i]"I'm sorry, Lancer. That could have gone better, if I'd planned for us to be attacked tonight."[/i]

"Hmm. Not every battle could be planned for." Lancer sat back up, staring at her Master. "Now Master, are you going to heal me? Servant or not, being naked have me assured that this room is not as warm as it could be."