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[h1]Rain[/h1][/color]
[Color=cyan]"Rain is The name I go by."[/color]
Rain knew little as to why the hunter exams were so straight forward. Supposing it was the means of weeding out the weak he shrugged to it. It would provide great Cover for his deciphering eyes. Most who avoided the straight forward fight were not overly confident in hand to hand combat. He found this intriguing as he himself could easily be seen as a nonfighter and be taken advantage of. It was clear a team of two minds would only serve to achieve so much. He had only a small contingency plan for hand to hand against monsters such as that girl with the claws or perhaps the tribal man who seemed honed from rigorous activity in the wilds. 

A contingency plan he held firm on his person that would surely surprise anyone aiming to overwhelm him. But it was best to be swift in situations like that. Situations like this required correct timing he figured. Since he found his ideal partner perhaps attaining a few badges would be a proper secondary step. Rain pondered with his spoon hanging from his mouth. 

[color=cyan]“I guess a good first step is to reveal our means of success with each other. That way we can organize our strengths and defend our weaknesses.”[/color] Rain placed the spoon in the half finished bowl and scanned the area. Besides those making a ruckus for some bonus points, which was clearly to him intended to draw out the strongest and most arrogant one, were quite various characters indeed. It was a bit sad to see what individuals thought this would be a viable thing to do.

Normies was the word for them. At least for Rain. Those who aimed to be a niche hunter. Something that did not involve killing. It was a shame to see such easy prey but. [color=cyan]“It’s all going to be too easy once the chaos spills over to the weaker ones on the sidelines.”[/color] He mentioned this with a smile on his face as he scooped another ice cream piece into his mouth. [color=cyan]“Then we, who seem weak, will shine.”[/color] He licked his spoon. [color=cyan]“But that’s if it spills over. If not I may have to make it.”[/color] He turned his head to the bar and looked at the patrons who were around it. One broke some glass it seemed in preparation it was clear to see.

[color=cyan]“I must admit I’m getting a little fired up.” [/color]
He lifted his scarf over his face to hide his growing grin. He looked away as he scanned the area. [color=cyan]“Have you any plans yourself Brida?”[/color] He asked with smiling eyes forming from his cheek bones pressing up beneath the scarf over his nose, chin and mouth.