Well, you already pissed off the fucker and he's looking for blood; might as well appease him. You then announce your plan to the rest of the party, "Alright guys; it's time to kill Lancer. I'm gonna call him out and we're gonna duke it out in the graveyard by the church. Now before we do this, we should all make sure we're at peak fighting form. Now, if for some reason you're not; speak up and we'll handle it. Shirou?"
"I'm ok; I don't think I can help out much, but I can fight." He looks somewhat disappointed that he can't really help out much, so you decide to cheer him up a bit.
"Hey kid, cheer up; you still got those Command Seals. If I'm a hurtin' you can pop one on a command and change the tide of battle; like going 'Get better, Tandem!' or 'Survive the battle, Tandem'. You know, stuff like that. Having three 'get out of jail free' cards is a big deal, so don't say you're useless alright?"
You then turn to Rider, "Rider, how about you? You in fighting form?"
She answers back, "My master cannot provide me with sufficient problem, so I cannot use my Noble Phantasms or fight at full power."
Uh-oh, that's a problem; and in hindsight probably understandable given how quickly Shinji jumped onto the 'lean magic' train. He's probably in a similar situation to Shirou, which means a faulty connection that doesn't provide much. Well fuck, here's hoping you can fix this..
"Anything we can do to fix that? Or at least make it not as bad?"
"I can draw prana from people from their blood, or drain their souls outright for sustenance. However, even if I don't kill them; doing so would heavily tax the victim's body." Yeah, no. No killing innocents and eating their souls. And even then, having a beat-up bystander isn't exactly subtle. It's not like you have someone on hand to...just...
"Hold on a second, I have an idea. Shirou, get over here. Rider; I think you know what to do. Just don't kill him."
"W-wait. Tandem, Tandem what are you doing? Rider? Why are you getting closer? Wait; what's with the chain?! Why are you holding me down?! Hold on, don't I get a say in this?!?! Aren't you even going to explain what's going on?! Heeeelp! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-"
After an hour of Rider drinking Shirou's blood; and oh dear God was that fucking hot, and you casting Cure Light Wounds so the cycle can repeat itself; you turn to Shirou and ask, "You alright, pal?"
Pale and sickly, he turns to you and with a glare says, "My body is trying to die, and I feel violated. No thanks to you, jackass..."
"Hey, c'mon; you took one for the team, and it's not like there was any other way for us to help Rider out. Unless you wanted to kill innocent civillians, cause I don't."
Shriou sighs, "Yeah, I know. I still don't like it and I feel like crap."
"Yeah, that should pass in an hour or so; I used the same trick to barter with a vampire lord once. Anyways," you turn to Rider, who looks rather content and satisfied, "You feeling better?"
"Yes, this should last me for awhile; and I can use my Noble Phantasm if needed. So, how will we 'call Lancer out'?" She looks at you expectantly, as if testing you.
"Well Rider, watch and learn..." You pull out your scrying mirror and begin to scry for Lancer. Once you ping onto him, you cast both Legend Lore and Message through the mirror and probe watching him. Since Legend Lore was rather time consuming; you resorted to using the advanced version of the scrying spell, but once your spell ran it's course and you learned his legend, you were now ready to call him out.
So you yell into the mirror, "Hey, Ireland's bitch! Remember me? The guy who took your depth perception? Yeah, you ready for Round 2; or does the good little doggy need to ask his Master for permission to go out and die first?"
Oh man you don't think you've ever seen someone get that pissed off before; man his eyes are bugging out and you can see his veins just throbbing. You hear him grit his teeth and utter out, "You...oh you stupid little fucker. You really wanna do this, huh? Well, I guess you have some honor in you; even if you're just running to an early grave."
You scoff loudly enough for him to hear and mock him some more. "Pfft, I can take you; you need a goddamn magic spear to actually hit someone, and even then you fuck up. Or did you intentionally want to impale your son with your long shaft with throbbing red veins; cause if you roll like that, that's totally your decision. Just know that I don't reciprocate those feelings."
Ooh, you can see his eye twitching now; "You just don't know when to shut up, do you? It's like you're too stupid to live."
"Uh-huh, big words from the guy who made so many promises that he couldn't help but break them all. Hey, if I asked you to make a Geas to be my bitch; would you actually take it up? Because from what I've heard of you, you probably would and then say, 'Thank you sir, may I have another?'. Not to mention that your aim's still so fucking horrible that you need your spear to do it for you. And even then it's a bitch and still fucks up. I mean, that's what happened to Ferdiand. And Connla. Crap man, it's like every time you enter a big-ass fight you have to have your spear kill someone you didn't want to die."
"Oh, and you're still missing an eye and cried like a bitch to Glitterdust. It's not even a fair fight, dude. Look, I'll use my left hand and tie my right behind my back; does that sound fair to you?"
Dead silence, you can see the palpable fury emanating from him, but he says nothing. Finally he utters out, "Where? And when? Because I want to know what time I need to get my Master, so he can paint the look of agony on your face when I'm through with you; as you're begging for mercy and the sweet release of death. Or so he can get someone else to paint it, it doesn't matter who; just so long as I can immortalize the moment where you're shitting yourself in fear at the point of my spear."
You name the time and place, "The graveyard. Two hours. Plenty of time to go and get laid by a woman; because god knows you've probably forgotten what it's like, what with living with a Catholic priest and all. Also enough time to run like a pussy, wouldn't blame you; who knows what I'll end up taking next. Well, ciao." You cut off the spell, satisfied with the challenge.
Now, two hours to plan; might as well get to it:
[X] Plan for the epic showdown
-- [X] Have Rider interfere? Y/N? If so, how?
Note: Since it was brought up in the Idea thread; I go for the low hanging fruit because Tandem's the kind of guy to do so. Also, character sheet's on the front page; so use that to help plan out how you're gonna fight Lancer.