Original scene: lancer and ayako from fate hollow ataraxia visual game

I twist it

RIN's POV

Shirou just recently got back from the archery club. He was hospitalized because he strain himself from too much practicing.

I'm going to visit shirou. I'll be buying gifts and flowers.

So I visit the nearest flower shop

"welcome" was greeted with a new clerk. He sounded enthusiastic.

This place used to be filthy. But now, it looks like a complete different store.

A tall man in apron emerges from the back.

He really looks like someone I know.

It's lancer.

No way. He's the florist. It's probably a coincidence. But he's actually looking me with a smile.

"oh it's you, rin. What's up?" Lancer asked

"can I ask what are you doing?" I asked

"cant you tell by just looking? Part time. It's a part time job." Lancer replied

"first of all, the way the apron suits you is a mystery." I said

"don't say that. Cant knock someone's door and expect their hospitality to include food and drink. Not in this era. Gotta pay off at least drinking allowance, you know." Lancer said

"is that right? sounds like even you have it rough." I commented

"yeah but still, there is a side benefit. This place is like a lure if I put some effort into it. What you think?" lancer points to the storefront.

What's the side benefit?

"are you looking for a flower?" lancer asked

"I need a bouquet for a hospital visit. Can I browse something in y budget?"

Nodding, lancer starts picking out flowers skillfully.

He really does act like an actual florist.

"flowers for a hospital visit, you say. Was it a friend of yours that this misfortune has befallen?" lancer asked

"oh, it's emiya. He just recently got back to archery club" I said

"what?!?!" lancer astonished

"guh... in this day and age, when people have no sense of duty or honor, dedication to offer a flower to a fallen compatriot s something to be admired. I couldnt get along with bow practitioners before, but you sounds like you'd be just fine." Lancer said

It seems that lancer mistakenly sees the archery club as some combat group whose members watch each others backs in bloody battle.

"im moved. I mean to tears. Passing away in a care of a woman like you, that guy will surely rest in peace. It's more blessing than a warrior could ever hope for!" lancer said

"uh, emiya isn't dying. What I want wasnt a floral tribute. Ahh, what the heck are you making?" I asked

I stop him as lancer swiftly picks out a burial flower collection. But to be honest, his bouquet did show a pretty good sense of style.

"lancer, do you happen to have other fighting style?" I asked

"well, more or less, be it sword, bows or tanks. Spears are my specialty though." Lancer replied

"you're the only spearman I know. I know martial arts since it is a required subject for mages nowadays as self defense." I said

"martial arts as self defense only?" lancer asked

"mages rely mostly in magic even in battle. We don't stand a chance against warriors like you who excels in physical combat." I explained

A two meter long spear is being easily swung around by the florist 's gentle hands. As if transformed into a whip by a flick of a wrist, the spear roams freely around the shop. Not a single petal fell in the flower-filled shop and nothing but the desired flowers were plucked out.

"wow. Strange. That is sure an unusual technique, lancer" I said

An unusual guy whipping out a spear to cut some flowers, more like it.

"well, young lady, perhaps you and I can be spear brothers." Lancer said

"no. I'll rather stay as your scary master." I answered

Lancer hands over the finished bouquet.

"it's soft and tender... as if expressing it's creator's feelings. And with such amazing skill of yours." I compliment. I admire the bouquet

"well, this one is on me." Lancer gives me one more flower.

"for you who remembers, her comrade in arms--- a red rose, does it suits you." Lancer said

"I was just a little surprised." I said

We looked to each other. Eye to eye. I lost track in time for how long we've been staring like that when...

"rin" archer called

"archer" lancer was surprised

"why are you here?" lancer asked

"on my way to buy some groceries" archer answered. He glared at lancer.

I don't like the atmosphere here.

"so you're here for flowers too?" lancer asked

Time for another archer's bad habit of showing up.

I need to get out off here. And I left the money for the flowers I bought.

"wait" I can hear lancer calling me as I hurry to left the place.