That's why, Kayneth... Please hand these Command Spells to me.

I suppose it is time I introduced myself. It has been long enough.

[The woman in front of the camera looks prim and proper; a true lady with a massive ribbon on her chest. She's doing her best to look neat for the video. To hell with camping. Apt people might notice a leaf in her hair.]

After all, it seems we're going to have to put up with each other for a long while. My name is-

[The camera turns.]

No, Derry! Don't you dare-

[SMOOCH. That's bright pink lips right on the screen there.]

Derry! I told you to hold it up to me! How useless...

[She tugs it out of the Smoochum's hands (paws?) with a sigh.]

Ahem. As I was saying. My name is Sola-Ui. Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri, to be precise. I suppose we will see whether it is a pleasure or not in times to come.

...if a man named 'Lancer' appears here, please inform me.

[Nope, no idea about other Lancers. Too busy not dying of OH MY GOD SO MUCH WALKING AND WHY DOES THE WEATHER HATE ME, etc, etc.]

-OFF OF ME!

[There is a faint clatter, followed by a sound almost like something was smooching her leg.]

Ugh... What are you?

[As familiars go, this was not one she expected to have to deal with. Even less so considering she had never seen one like it before in her life. And who the devil sent familiars to assault their enemies like this?]

Ah- [Oh hey, that thing turned on. Finally.]

And finally this device-

[Her words sounded almost scornful, although she tried to bite it back. There was no sense in alienating them yet. She couldn't let anyone know she was a Master.]

-decides to work. I almost thought it malfunctioning. Now, if someone would kindly give me an explanation as to why and how this ridiculous charade was set up? Your skills would have been better turned to more functional directions. I hope that you will realize the consequences of your actions soon.

[Her voice tightened, growing a little more ragged for a second. Where was he? Then it calmed, only rising into frustration again when a smooching sound followed.]

Someone get this thing off me. Now.