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*A goddamn book. All the possible things some sort of magic communication device could look like, and they had to make it look like a goddamn book. Even better, they decided to have him crash in a district known for its LIBRARY, of all things. He hasn't even stepped foot in the one back home since... THAT with Devola and Popola. He knows they're not doing it deliberately, but it's hardly doing his frame of mind any good.

It doesn't really matter if he introduces himself anyway. As far as he's concerned, he's just one of the grunts, destined to die eventually on the battlefield. With any luck, anyway. So instead, he decides to go out and take a walk, take in this huge, strange city. Might as well know the last city he's ever going to live in on some level.

And he walks a lot. You might spot him in any district save for his own, and he's quite distinctive: the rough, somewhat unattractive, one-eyed barbarian looking around with the air of a complete stranger to the town. The question is, do you approach?*

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Oy. You lost?

[Lancer is definitely no stranger to unattractive barbarians.]

*He shrugs.*

Kinda deliberately. Just getting a feel for the place. No sense in getting lost when I can't afford it.

You got assigned to live over here too? I'm not big on books, but at least it's quiet.

*He grunts.*

Can't say I'm big on books either.

*Not anymore, anyway.*

So you got any insight on this battle crap? Something about two different sides trying to kick this city's ass for some magic doohickey, right?

Pretty much. Not much I can say beyond that. As long as the fighting is fun, I'm in.

Fighting's 'bout all I'm good for anyway. Figured I might as well.

We're in the same boat here then.

Maybe.

*He's fighting, all right, but not just for the thrill of it.*

Been here long?

Nah, just got here a couple of days ago myself.

Heh. Guess that means we can all be lost and confused together.

Hey, at least we can be lost, confused, and kicking ass together, right?

Guess so. Heh.

So what's your name? I'd like to know the name of a guy I'm gonna be fighting and living alongsides from now on.

*Eh. Not like he has to know why he's here. Might as well pretend to be friendly.*

Nier. You?

Lancer. Or, at least, that's my class.

What, don't got a name to go with it?

If I told you, it would ruin the surprise.

[Besides, at this point, he probably doesn't deserve to be Cu Chulainn anymore. He didn't have his spear, and he had definitely failed at doing the things that he had once prided himself in as a hero.]

Kind of a weird-ass thing to keep a surprise.

Common practice in my place, actually. Let's just saying being too famous isn't always good.

So, what, you're some sorta celebrity where you come from then?

More like legendary hero, but a good enough guess.

Heroes. T'ch. Nothing but a bunch of guys running around whacking people for some supposedly good cause without really getting the other side. No offense, but I don't hold heroes much in high regards.

*The comment doesn't really sound directed at Lancer, though...*

[Lancer falls silent and stares at Nier as if he has just been punched in the stomach. Then he starts laughing.]

That's a pretty accurate description there. I fight. I fight a lot. I enjoy fighting. And I became a hero because I was really good at fighting stuff.

Yeah, well just be careful. You never know when you could whack exactly the wrong thing.

...

[The smile falls off of his face.]

I'll...be careful.

[That one sentence had managed to bring up some of his worst memories.]

Well you certainly look out of place.

[Kuja comments with an almost amused tone]

But again, hardly anyone fits here with their mass recruitment.

S'alright. Used to standing out in a crowd anyway. Gotta say, though, you're one to talk.

*And he thought KAINE had been scantily clad. Good grief.*