[@HereComesTheSnow]

[b]Gratia Mindaro - Beacon Cafeteria (Monday, Early Morning ~6-7am)[/b]

"[color=66cd00]Then find something that suits it.[/color]"

Gratia Mindaro scooped the last remnants of the yoghurt into her mouth, placing the now-entirely-empty canister and spoon down onto her plate with a clatter. There was little advice on armaments that she could provide to the other teenager if all she knew of his issues were sourced entirely from information that was so irritatingly vague as "something ... in general". She couldn't fucking read minds like some two-bit trash oracle at a festival, so if Luke was seeking a less empty response, he would need to actually say something that wasn't so utterly meaningless to her.

"[color=66cd00]The armoury likely has surplus weaponry for you to test,[/color]" she continued, onyx eyes boring into his with cool intensity. "[color=66cd00]Unless you are a gibbering fool with shit for brains, doing so should at least provide you with some semblance of what weapon you are suited for.[/color]"

If Luke Schwarz had found an issue with his abilities, then the path that he needed to take would be to identify exactly what his flaws were, and how he could crush that flaw as rapidly and efficiently as possible. It was an obvious connection to make, but today, she would deign to offer him that suggestion, even if he were mere steps away from coming up with that conclusion.

He had enough brain cells to do so, after all.

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[@Suku]

[B]Mindaro Mondays - [url=http://i.imgur.com/5Yg3CXc.jpg]Galla[/url][/B]

"[color=DFFF00]Yes.[/color]"