// lost destiny, far outcry

[croibhristeoir]

Who: Lancer, Shadow Lancer [open]
Where: The streets of Prospero.
When: The Dark Hour, November 25
Summary: Know how to get rid of Shadows. Fight it anyway.
Rating: PG-13, idk.
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[unknownrival]

Diarmuid. Diarmuid, you're a moron.

[There was no way Issei wouldn't have kept a close eye on the comings and goings of those in the hotel. And Diarmuid was in no state to go out alone.

Issei glared at Diarmuid's back as he approached, his sword close at his side.]

[croibhristeoir]

I know what I'm doing, Issei.

That'd be a first.

[unknownrival]

Maybe it's something you have to do, but you can't do it on your own.

[croibhristeoir]

...I must ask you to stay out of this fight for the moment. Trust me.

Why should anyone trust me?

place holderrrrr

[revivedpianist]

[OH HECKS NAH BRO -- NOT THIS TIME

Neah thinks he's sneaking up behind the shadow. Except for the fact it's obvious that he just hit Diarmuid in the head with his shotgun.]

Surfaced again, have you?!

asdfghgfds dying here

[croibhristeoir]

Wh--?! [WHACK]

[GODDAMMIT, BRO, THAT HURT--ooooh pretty stars.]

HE'S OVER THERE, DAMMIT!

I HAD TO

[revivedpianist]

[... You know that derp face that one would normally have after doing something incredibly stupid? Well, this was the moment. If only for a quick moment before he removes the gun from Diarmuid's back.

UM.]

My apologies... I cannot see at night, and you two look far too alike...

EXCELLENT

[croibhristeoir]

It's fine, forget it.

[OW GOD PAIN.]

It doesn't matter. Even if a friend should cause me pain, what right do I have to be angry? Least of all when I have done so much worse.

[athngabla]

You called?

[It wasn't the Cu Chulainn that Diarmuid had intentionally summoned that spoke. Rather, it the one who'd been busying himself during the dark hours, picking up the slack for those who were less fortunate than he and were forced to combat their own, personal Shadows. He might have been keeping an eye on his comrade, he might have been just been passing through. Either way, here he was, standing relaxed nearby.]

[croibhristeoir]

Wh-what--?

Oh...I had not expected to see you here. What have I done to deserve such an honor?

[athngabla]

[He looks to the shadow and jerks his thumb towards the original, smiling lazily.]

I can't say I planned it out like this, but you fight with two lances, don't you?

[croibhristeoir]

That's not an option right now, unfortunately.

[croibhristeoir]

Wh...Arturia, what are you doing?!

[croibhristeoir]

But--you can't, I--don't. Don't do this, please don't betray me.

Ah, Arturia...I do not deserve you at my side.