[RL with Lancer - you will have a social life, damn you.]

[unknownrival]

It was a wonderful gift to just have a temple and be able to drag anyone he wanted to it with no questions asked by the monks - all of them knew about the strangeness of the community by now, so one man in armor barely raised eyebrows amongst them.

Issei racketed through a closet full of clothes, occasionally pulling out sets he thought were in Lancer's size. "Let's see... The selection is more limited than I'd remembered, but you should have a decent choice of what to wear from these. My apologies, I thought there were more."

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[stripping.livejournal.com]

"Apparently. Is that unusual - how many possible Sabers are there?"

[croibhristeoir]

"The Throne of Heroes holds all possible heroic spirits from all times and countries across the world. Of those heroes, while it is safe to say many are skilled in the art of the sword, there are a handful that can be called 'masters' of the craft."

Lancer spoke carefully, looking thoughtful as he did.

"For example, while I myself know how to use swords, I do not know if I would be qualified enough to be a Saber as she is. When placed beside her knowledge of a blade, my own is minuscule in comparison and I truly think there are none who can match her with a sword.

However, and this is my point, across time and space even a small amount of those called 'heroes' is no small number in itself. Least of all when swords are such common weapons. Therefore, I find it safe to assume there are many possible Sabers, among them the strongest and most famed heroes ever to walk the earth."

[stripping.livejournal.com]

"Huh. So the odds are small, but still, it's not impossible-"

Issei cocked his head. "I hear the sounds of a deliveryperson grumbling about climbing the temple steps and who would order pizza to a place like this. Wait just one moment."

And he was off to greet the pizza person.

[croibhristeoir]

"..."

Lancer waited in silence, looking awkward and just slightly fidgeting.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Returned: one Issei, carrying a box that opened to reveal a large cheese pizza, which he set down in front of Lancer before fetching some cheap plates to also set down.

"We don't order out much. It's usually cheaper to make something ourselves."

[croibhristeoir]

"...What on earth is that?"

[stripping.livejournal.com]

"This is a cheese pizza. It's food, and the best way to explain a pizza is to make you have a slice. Go on."

[croibhristeoir]

"Are you sure of that? It doesn't look entirely edible."

[stripping.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I'm completely sure. I've had it many times in my life and it's very popular."

[croibhristeoir]

"If...you're certain, I suppose."

[stripping.livejournal.com]

"You might like it."

[croibhristeoir]

"I guess it can't really poison me."

Sure, he'd try it. Why not.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

"I promise you it won't."

Look, Issei would take a slice of his own and start nibbling.

[croibhristeoir]

Okay, fiiiine, if that was the case Lancer would go ahead and take a bite.

"..."

[stripping.livejournal.com]

"It's good, right?"

[croibhristeoir]

"Well, I can definitely say I've never had anything like it before."

[stripping.livejournal.com]

"Is that a good sign?"

Please let that be good.

[croibhristeoir]

"Oh, that wasn't an insult by any means. It's unexpected, but I can't say it's a terrible thing."

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Issei sighed in relief. "That's good. I want to be a good host, of course."

[croibhristeoir]

"You don't have to worry about that. You seem much too kind to be anything else."

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Issei turned a little red at that. "Y-you're making assumptions."

[croibhristeoir]

"Am I? You've invited someone you know to be a Servant and thus potentially dangerous into your home, where one could potentially cause untold amounts of damage."

Be glad he's not Caster.

"Never mind the fact that you have been unfailingly kind to someone you just met, even though it's completely unnecessary."

[stripping.livejournal.com]

"You don't seem to be stupid. Attacking me would not end very well for you, despite how much damage you could cause." A shrug. He knew the protection he was under. "Besides which, I have a good sense about people. You wouldn't attack someone without cause."

[croibhristeoir]

"A good sense, hm? Well, I can say you've guessed that much correctly." He smirked faintly at that, looking amused. "Dare I ask what other thoughts your evaluation of me has resulted in?"

[stripping.livejournal.com]

That he was really pretty?

"That you honestly could use a social life despite your protests."