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@Ryteb Pymeroce
Gunter's stuff is half magic and science. I meant that Gunter can use healing grenades.
Gunter's stuff is half magic and science. I meant that Gunter can use healing grenades.
When you forget about mentions for a post. I seem to always forget them around here.
"For once, the woods cannot fight back."- Gunter in the forest of life.
My goodness, Gunter is rubbing off on everyone already. If this continues everyone will start to go for explosions as the solution to everything.
Ena Watari
Ena never got an answer for the question she asked Seiko, for Matsushima Mitsuko called for them all to stop chatting and listen to her. At least, that is what Ena thought was the essence of her words as everyone returned to their seat. Ena watched, though not stopping her snacking on the brownies she liberated, as the president of the occult club pulled out a stack of papers. Undoubtedly those papers will serve some kind of purpose. That was when Mitsuko started laying down the rules and the purpose of the club.
For the first purpose, Mitsuko explained that they were to look into the occult and discuss the matters of such. This did not include the possibly endless baseless facts that Ena could think of that could be thrown. The second purpose was to interact with the occult. Now that was exciting to Ena! Combine these two purposes together, as Mitsuko just did, and Ena could barely hold her excitement. It was then explained that they would have to get waivers. That may be a problem for her if she had to get a waiver every single time but for now her father was stationed nearby. She could just go over to the JSDF base and ask to see her dad. This may not be the case every single time, but she was sure that her father could arrange something with the school.
"Now then, since I've explained the basics, are there any questions?"
Ena could not think of any questions at this time, however it was clear that the other students could. "Ah, yes, one question: how exactly are you measuring this...spiritual output? And what constitutes a "proper" container for a soul?" That was a good question, but Yoshi began to preach. The preaching and the droning went on and on and on! As a Shinto believer, Ena could not stand it but Ena did not want to call attention to herself, and so instead just closed her eyes briefly and released a sigh of disbelief. There was literally nothing that could prove what Yoshi just said besides that book, religious or not!
Yuki's question, whatever sex they were, proved to be a good one as well. "I'm only just wondering... if we supposedly meet a ghost, and that's a pretty big if, what would you do? And if there are supernatural forces, or demons as Yoshi claimed, do you have any protection in your arsenal that could help us?" Her father always told her to think of her own defense all the time no matter where she may be, so Ena was greatly curious about the answer to that one. She noticed Ira leaning toward Yuki but could not hear what was being said and Ena did not bother trying to find out.
However, Ena just now thought of a question. She was nervous to ask and call attention to herself, but she felt the need."Uh..Uhm... W-What if something happens after school? Do we have a plan in case someone gets hurt?" Ena asked gently. The president may have said not to worry, but other things could happen besides the occult.
After Linda got squared away with Harald, she too saw the uniforms approaching. Before Linda could do anything, Harald called the squad to attention and Linda immediately snapped to attention along with the rest of the squad only to be called to be at ease by the men in the fancy uniforms. The first thing that Linda noticed was that Lord Barst, as he called himself, carried himself not like a commoner but as a noble. Though she had no in-depth knowledge about the aristocracy, Linda had enough run-ins with nobles to know how they behave. Nor did Linda know too much about the military, though the symbol was interesting. She will have to ask about that later. [b]"Let it never be said that I am an ingrate. As thanks for your assistance and in recognition of your conduct on the battlefield, I have authorized weekend passes to the capital for all of you, as well as transportation and accommodation. The envelopes my aid is passing out contain your train tickets, hotel keys and instructions." The capital? Wait....didn't I just come from there? When the aid reached Linda, she took the envelope though Linda did not like this situation. She swallowed the remark that was rising up in her throat and paid attention.
Then, the medal awarding started. Although Linda was not part of the group in Vasel, she knew there was nothing she could do about it. She was still in training at the time Vasel happened. Linda was ambitious, but she knew that there will be plenty of time to earn one of those pieces of metal on a later date. "Ordinarily I would have held a proper awards ceremony, but time is very short. Your train leaves three hours from now and one of my drivers will take you to the station. Corporal Hunt! Sergeant Harald has business with me, so you will be in charge of the squad for this weekend. See to it that they pack well and enjoy themselves, understood? Farewell." Linda replied with normal "Yes sir!" that was customary for the military, and the same to the instructions that Corporal Hunt gave them all. Well, she at least did not have to pack very much, for she had little belongings with her and what she did have were already all packed!
Her thoughts went back to earlier as she looked down at the envelope. I...I can't even...I just came from there. Are you kidding me? Linda could not believe her luck. Yes, if one looked at the fact that they will probably go to the beach or something, drinking margaritas and get a nice massage this was the best things to ever happen. But Linda did not believe any of this happened without a catch even though she had such a bad day already. Looking back at the envelope again, Linda aggressively knife-handed toward the envelope in pure frustration and disbelief with a hefty sigh once she saw the coast was clear of any of the brass. "This...this is not funny." Linda went to grab her belongings, or what she was supposed to take. Whatever the Valkyrurs were, they had a sick and twisted sense of humor.
@The One
Well, in Gunter's eyes these Law Enforcers are a bunch of self-righteous jackasses.Yes, their mission may be important but the party's own mission is more critical in that if we fail the universes will all die anyway. Forcing them to choose to either damn everything and continue to fight them or enact damage control while the party shoots them in the back is the plan B option.
Well, in Gunter's eyes these Law Enforcers are a bunch of self-righteous jackasses.Yes, their mission may be important but the party's own mission is more critical in that if we fail the universes will all die anyway. Forcing them to choose to either damn everything and continue to fight them or enact damage control while the party shoots them in the back is the plan B option.
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