[color=c4df9b][b]Lancer Ajax
Apartment 13B, Oakfield Apartment Building, Downtown[/b][/color][hr]

A call to war, to battle, to glory once again pulled her, into another conflict. This time however, the battle was personal.

Following the pull, the call, the thread that awakened her, Ajax materialized on to the magic circle, her large stature starting to become more apparent as her figure rose from the circle. 

The woman could only be called gigantic in stature, as she stretched for a moment, before looking down at the small figure staring up at her. The armor cladding the figure only served to highlight their massive difference in size. The floorboards creaked as Ajax glanced around, before her eyes settled on the boy, sleeping and unharmed.

[color=c4df9b]"So?"[/color]

Ignoring what the small woman said, Ajax sat upon the couch, which seemed to bow under her and her armor's weight. It was a truly comfortable thing, but from the boy on the floor, and from the looks of things, this wasn't really her summoner's couch, or home for that matter. But before she asked about that... Formalities must come first.

[color=c4df9b]"Where are the drinks?"[/color]