Bork
Captain Uni
Guardian Angel Haruki
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| Rank: C | Location: Seated in the center of the third row | Mentioned: @dragonmancer@DeathXtheXTree@Rune_Alchemist Candy-popping, sucking, lip-smacking, candy-lobbing, and now another godslayer was lobbing something back. Rabbit sat in the middle of the third row with his leg curled comfortably over his other leg, ankle resting on his knee. His sword was leaned against his thigh and he had one arm hanging behind his chair, while his other hand rested on the propped ankle in his comfortable, lounging position. Godslayers walked in late. The meeting didn’t start on time as they all had expected. With the maturity level having squeezed out, pinched off, and dropped into the toilet, he wondered if this was actually an auditorium full of the stated. These beings claiming to be related to him…huh. He so far wouldn’t have accepted a single one as his brother or sister. These were children and they did what children did best, be obnoxious. They were completely oblivious to their immaturity and to common sense like that one kid…
Rabbit looked over at him as he thrummed his fingers against his ankle. He knew that kid wasn’t going to do shit. Because he knew he was wrong. Standing in the doorway…he must have been the type to rush in and die before the war even began; before the “charge” was even sounded. Cannonfodder…Project Cannonfodder. He was certain that some of the slayers were born from that same project. As long as they didn’t get in his way or hinder the mission, then he didn’t have any issues with them.
