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Boston, USA
Lucien Lothringen, Defender of the Light and Seina, The Pontiff of Order]
@RolePlayerRoxas @TheWindel @KoL @Gilgex @Sodium
“I’ll volunteer myself for the farther group,” Lucien simply says, as if it was only the most natural thing. “Gotta say I haven’t really met much people who could keep up with my speed, let alone outpace me in terms of running. Ain’t exactly like the title ‘Defender of the Light’ is for show. That is, if the cute little archer over there would be willing to have me.”
Lucien was in possession of a special weapon; a treasure tool that improved the user’s movement to a speed incomprehensible to most, as if a strike of lightning itself. Though mostly placed in effect through means of spear jabs, it could also alter its purpose to “improved movement speed” as well. Therefore, Lucien knew few others who matched his speed, let alone surpassed it, as he had said. It was the truth. If anything, if someone was faster than himself, then one could imagine that his treasure tool was merely a tool for a fool. But regardless to that, it wasn’t exactly like the spear itself was Lucien’s strongest ‘weapon” in his arsenal.
It was obvious that Lucien would request himself to join up with the group. After all, it was important that this mission did not fail. If Lucien was to fail, his promise of ending this whole chapter in a “favorable fashion” to his fellow Flame Haze. And Lucien was not one to consider backing down on any proclamation. Lucien might be a person who would use his all to win given the circumstances, but even so he wasn’t someone who would go back on a promise made to someone else.
He had promised someone long ago he would see them again, but when he had came home they weren’t to be seen anymore. He would not make another mistake like that again.
“But I’d rather hurry if possible. Longer we wait here dumbfounded, the less effective our mission is gonna be. Though I’d rather take a fight methodically if I can, it ain’t exactly like we have the luxury to do that. We are on a time limit, ain’t we?.”
Lucien was the sort to take any information within the context of a fight and use it to his advantage. After all, it was how goliath was smited, and if anything Flame Haze tend to be tenacious in regards to their quest of extermination. Though their quest was one of good will and protecting the balance of powers, but it wasn't exactly like what they were doing was a thing of beauty.
“Running in again, I see? Can’t say I disapprove of it this time, but you always run in like that .”
“Don’t exactly prescribe to the whole ‘heroes show up late’ thing. If I ain’t there at the start, that isn’t gonna look good when there are people’s lives at stake. Even if I wanna look cool, not about to sacrifice anything for that. I’ll look cool regardless.”
Boston, USA
Lucien Lothringen, Defender of the Light and Seina, The Pontiff of Order]
@RolePlayerRoxas @TheWindel @KoL @Gilgex @Sodium
“I’ll volunteer myself for the farther group,” Lucien simply says, as if it was only the most natural thing. “Gotta say I haven’t really met much people who could keep up with my speed, let alone outpace me in terms of running. Ain’t exactly like the title ‘Defender of the Light’ is for show. That is, if the cute little archer over there would be willing to have me.”
Lucien was in possession of a special weapon; a treasure tool that improved the user’s movement to a speed incomprehensible to most, as if a strike of lightning itself. Though mostly placed in effect through means of spear jabs, it could also alter its purpose to “improved movement speed” as well. Therefore, Lucien knew few others who matched his speed, let alone surpassed it, as he had said. It was the truth. If anything, if someone was faster than himself, then one could imagine that his treasure tool was merely a tool for a fool. But regardless to that, it wasn’t exactly like the spear itself was Lucien’s strongest ‘weapon” in his arsenal.
It was obvious that Lucien would request himself to join up with the group. After all, it was important that this mission did not fail. If Lucien was to fail, his promise of ending this whole chapter in a “favorable fashion” to his fellow Flame Haze. And Lucien was not one to consider backing down on any proclamation. Lucien might be a person who would use his all to win given the circumstances, but even so he wasn’t someone who would go back on a promise made to someone else.
He had promised someone long ago he would see them again, but when he had came home they weren’t to be seen anymore. He would not make another mistake like that again.
“But I’d rather hurry if possible. Longer we wait here dumbfounded, the less effective our mission is gonna be. Though I’d rather take a fight methodically if I can, it ain’t exactly like we have the luxury to do that. We are on a time limit, ain’t we?.”
Lucien was the sort to take any information within the context of a fight and use it to his advantage. After all, it was how goliath was smited, and if anything Flame Haze tend to be tenacious in regards to their quest of extermination. Though their quest was one of good will and protecting the balance of powers, but it wasn't exactly like what they were doing was a thing of beauty.
“Running in again, I see? Can’t say I disapprove of it this time, but you always run in like that .”
“Don’t exactly prescribe to the whole ‘heroes show up late’ thing. If I ain’t there at the start, that isn’t gonna look good when there are people’s lives at stake. Even if I wanna look cool, not about to sacrifice anything for that. I’ll look cool regardless.”