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[color=red]"I could ask a lot of questions. Like what was the reason they paired us together, or why this man looks like one of my first OCs, but the only one that matters is... bro, you wanna shotcall?"[/color]

[color=888888]— Sam[/color]

[hider=Status]30 | Male | G.E.M.I.N.I | Creeping Anxiety
Rip, Tear | Dagger, Sword | Arcane | Fade
Paranoia | Hallucinate
Malice | Darkness | Devious Intent
[Obfuscate (4)] [Intangible (4)], Damage X (6), Pull (2), Dispel (6), Mana Burn (6), Restrain (4), Construction (4), Transplace (8), Piercing (2), Full Enhance (4)

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | 750

[Blank (Blank)][Blank (Blank)] = COST

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 750[/hider][/center]


As evidenced by the existence of his notes on it, unit cohesion was something Samuel had been ruminating on even since their last operation. Everyone, especially himself, could use practice and simulated encounters to improve their teamwork capabilities. It wasn't difficult to see where Fritzi was going by leading them further into the course and Samuel was becoming more eager by the moment to begin working on the weak area they had discussed. 

While he wasn't grinning, he did give off the impression that he was in a good mood. That mood slightly dampened when Fritzi mentioned Freelancers, but it didn't exactly sink until he had seen what he and his fellow agent Wukong would be going up against. 

[color=red]"Ah."[/color] Utilizing his years of experience in the cutthroat world of working in an office building, Samuel almost flawlessly feigned complete indifference in how the knight appeared, and how his voice seemed... 'off'. [color=red]"Pink Pounder and... 'Magical Dream Princess', it is a pleasure ot make your acquaintances."[/color] He even courteously offered his hand to the knight, offering a stern look. [color=red]"There is no benefit to sparring with the unwilling. If they are merely a spectator, then I wouldn't dream of doing any such thing. So will it just be you sparring with us, then? I imagine you must be a knight of some calibur in that case."[/color] It was a compliment Samuel meant, although mostly due to Fritzi warning them a second earlier. He wouldn't underestimate an Esper Freelancer regardless, but he did take Fritizi's word quite seriously. 

Whether the knight replied to his offered hand with dismissal or his own, he would introduce himself while retrieving his domino mask that had been settling in the pocket inside his coat. [color=red]"I am G.E.M.I.N.I agent Silhouette,"[/color] he held the mask between the eyes and strengthened his grip until it seemingly snapped into two pieces, which then turned into his Instruments. Quickly, a dark misma engulfed his body and when it disappated, left the demonic visage of his Esper form, wielding his two blades. 

Turning to his fellow agent, he spoke. [color=red]"Before we start... This is a chance to become familiar with our abilities in a competitive environment without the threat of imminent death, but without as much hesitation that might be prevalent in sparring involving familiar faces. I would make the most of this opportunity to better our, well, cohesion."[/color] his informative preamble was naturally echoed by his form's Style. [color=red]"To that end,"[/color] he continued. [color=red]"I ask if you prefer dictate the pace of the battle or leave that to myself. You were quite independant in the last operation but rather than make assumptions, it would be more beneficial to hear the truth from you, Wukong. I do not have a preference, so we can use yours. Alternatively, we could simply throw ourselves at him and pick apart our performance after the matter."[/color]