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Private Zeal Ashart



The rubbery sensation of his leather gloves tasted bitter and salty, but at least it was something to focus on. The APC wasn’t a pleasant place to be in, really, and already, Zeal’s mind was going into overdrive, thinking of how much it’d suck if they landed on a mine or something. He needed things to take his mind off his death scenarios, and, thankfully, someone finally struck a bit of conversation, asking if anyone else had fought the Imperials before.

Judging by the general range of responses though, it seemed that most of them were greenhorns that hadn’t actually gone to the field. Oh, that was good. Though the ash-haired Shocktrooper didn’t care much for that Lancer babe’s random racism, he had to admit that he didn’t mind an experienced woman. He rolled up the sleeve covering his left arm and revealed the scar that the bullet left, before saying, casting away the nervous tension in his voice, “I was a Scout for the first part of the war. Did a good job, and even took a bullet for a sniper. 7th Platoon’s Ilya Meredith, if any of you want to confirm my act of bravery. Then they took me back into training because they were running out of Shocktroopers, so here I am.”

“Used to be a precise shot, but now I’m a quick shot.”


At that, he spared a smile of his own, amused by his own random joke.
Kael’valtar, The City of Soaring Hopes



As Darius continued to push through the crowds, the Sentinels didn’t even notice him. That was good. He could advance with little worry, even if his travelling was a little on the slow side of things. There were too many people in the way, and while they shielded him well, he was beginning to tire of all this stealthing. The castle was already in sight, and hopefully, that meant that he could just sprint for it soon.

Then, suddenly, something that looked like an eye practically popped up right in front of him. Darius skidded to a stop, looking back at the Watcher. He was unsure of what to make of it…until the Sentinels suddenly began to make their moves, converging onto his location. The brunette glared and punched that flying eye monster…only for his fist to phase through and for him to release a string of curses to that elf-mage. Bastard was literally sabotaging the trial, huh? And in such a crowded location, his ‘stealth’ was finally working against him.

Pushing his way through disgruntled non-humans, Darius broke off into a dash as soon as he made it out of the meandering marketplace. The Sentinels were, despite their impressive armor, much faster than he is, and it didn’t help that the Watchers never lost sight of the young man. The castle gates were getting closer though, even as his legs screamed for him to stop. He was hoping that the Sentinels wouldn’t get to him before then, and that they couldn’t intrude on castle property or whatever. If he could get in there, he’ll be safe.

Then, his mind screamed at him to stop as well.

For one of the others had reached the castle before him, and now, the Sentinels that chased that person was turning around to go after him.

“SHIT!”

Darius ignored his fears and doubts, running headlong even harder, his bare feet pounding painfully against the uneven floor. They were definitely getting blisters. Probably getting cuts as well. That fucking elf shit better heal him up and get him shoes after this. Right as the Sentinel was about to embrace him with its armored arms, the boy dove to the side, grazing by the magical familiar and rolling onto the hard floor. The impact jarred his vision, but he knew the general direction he needed to run so, without missing a beat, he continued onwards, attaining safety only after smashing through the door.

He definitely had seen better days. His clothes were torn in some places, and his body was bruised all over from that reckless dive. His feet were cut and bleeding, but he could kill the pain for at least a few more minutes. Turning to the crazy drill kid, Darius stated flatly, spontaneously, “Fuck you.”

Then, he fell on the floor, breathing heavily. At this point, it was probably a good idea to rest and regain his breath while the seaweed girl arrived, huh?
@TheFake
I'm curious. Think Rui-Ling would know of Sheridan? Seeing how the both of them are basically undead kiddos who do things related to souls? They could bitch about the younger generation together, while eating a fancy meal that neither of them actually need~
Rui-Ling perked up as Shiina, that vampire maid who brings all the weirdos to the café, began to introduce what sounded like a special mission, one that apparently needed more firepower than only a couple of Chasers could offer. Interesting. It definitely caught his attention, as well as the attention of many others in the room. The flame-haired Miss Chikage appeared to be a little slow on the uptake, however, so after a few moments of waiting, the young immortal grunted in a dissatisfied manner, before tapping away again. Those young’uns, thinking that, just because they’re young, they have all the time in the world. He probably shouldn’t be complaining about time when he was an immortal, but still…these kids really needed to hurry the hell up.

Hell, that middle schooler mission-offering brat took so long that one of the waitresses of the Dangeki Cosplay Café took his impatience as him actually wanting to order something, and hopped on over. The white-haired girl, with her cat ears and tail, was a relatively new face in the café. He recalled seeing her first…what, a year or so ago? Something like that. With a frozen expression and a cosplay outfit that got on his nerves (because sex with a catgirl was pretty much bestiality and he had no idea why people were into that sort of stuff), Rui-Ling crossed his arms.

“Here’s a question. Why’s a young one like you working here anyways? I get that you probably need money for whatever asinine consumer product commercials are pushing onto to you now, but a night shift in a cosplay café is really damn sketchy. Could do better washing dishes or being a convenience store shift-slave.”

Hell, with that height and that face, she looked like she hadn’t even graduated from Elementary School yet. So really, what the hell was Shiina doing? Unless that was the plan, and Dangeki Cosplay Café were going to cater to pedophiles from now on.

Then again, the only reason he cared this much in the first place was because he wanted to kick some shit up to pass some time.

Hopefully this girl had an entertaining response.
@liferusher
<Snipped quote by KoL>

He is not terranly Op I mean we have an immortal that could one shot almost everybody He would eccel in mid to long range combat, but would be comparatively vulnerable up close.

Plus, he is mad and self centered, so he wont be any sort of a Sue.


An immortal who's immortality doesn't activate until he suffers a mortal injury, and who basically has to rely on peak human speed to approach people and punch them out...compared to someone who can control time and space, skateboard around, and use plasma cannons.

It's like saying that someone with a knife is overpowered because they can oneshot any other human with a knife. XD
Pretty sure I'm just here, waiting for the APC to go somewhere. Unless this trip is actually supposed to be a period of interaction?
Suddenly 3 CSes.

It's growing to be as big as the original again...

And why not just give him sci-fi tech from some weird-ass interdimensional place. Simply lasers and whatnot, instead of herpderp time and space manipulation? Alternatively, use some creativity and make a character that isn't just rehashed Add~
You mean the RP?

Probably because we're all waiting for KoL, who's...something.
Huh.

Heh.

Hahahahahaha.

Halton literally has one person (unless chukkle's PM was also about a transfer to a different group), and everyone jumped ship from Highborn Nest.
>"Makoto is a nice, normal, friendly guy. Won't go out of his way to make enemies, or engage in a fight.
>uses Izaya as a character picture

Nice.
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