solas_ion: (church on the hill)
Yeah, that's real goddamned funny, kid.

[We open today, friends, with Lancer's halfhearted bitching to himself. Every so often, he looked at Tyrfing the Lucario walking beside him and sighed.]

Leave me with the red-eyed blue dog. Cute.

[Well, whatever. He had more important things to do now, after all.]

[...Not that any of that mattered, as the video abruptly ended with Lancer tackled by what looked like a blue-painted teenager.]

[The results before the video cut out resembled something like this with an unamused Lucario just sitting down to watch.]
solas_ion: (clashing souls)
[For those that knew him both in Johto and in Fuyuki, it was likely obvious that Lancer was not the type to get genuinely angry. And for good reason. With his summoning as Lancer he lost the ability to snap into a warp spasm that would kill hundreds, but the former Servant still made sure to keep his anger in check at all times. He would get annoyed or irritated, but in or out of combat he was a laid-back individual who was nearly impossible to push far enough to send over the edge.]

Who the hell is responsible for this?!

[So when the video broadcast showed the calm and amiable Hound of Ulster snarling like he was ready to kill the next person he saw, it should have been painfully obvious that something was fundamentally wrong. Lancer never snapped that badly, because he knew damn well what kind of stupid things he could do when angry with or without a ríastrad.]

[At this point, however? Controlling his emotions was a distant thought so far in the back of Lancer's mind he'd need a map and binoculars to find it. His expression was the enraged look of a literal one-man army, crimson eyes burning and sharply focused.]


I want answers. Now. [And as he continued in a tone that suggested any answer he heard had damn well better be the right one, the reason for his uncharacteristic anger was made clear:]

What happened to Connla and who do I have to kill to fix it?!

[Gods help anyone that crosses him, because papa wolfhound is pissed.]
solas_ion: (this illusion)
[Lancer probably looked a little worse for wear today; he was more than a little bruised, with bandages covering the worst of countless scrapes and scratches as well as what looked like a splint on his right arm. Despite that, he seemed to be in pretty high spirits--that fight six days ago had been a rematch he'd wanted for a very long time.]

Heh--it's about time I had a good fight around here. [A Houndour walked onscreen and sat down next to him with a yawn, regarding her trainer with a 'what an idiot' sort of look.] Hope nobody in Violet minded that wake-up call a few days ago.

[This is not the face of someone that's going to make any apologies for his crazy offspring.]

Now that we've settled that for now, what else do you humans usually do for fun these days?

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