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Artanis

Lolololol she can try to slap him. If you really want. And also lecture. Maybe she should just escort him. He doesn't know how to function without Amuné to guide him 😂😂

Artanis

Cain stopped an allowed the Headmistress to approach. Listening to everything with his statue-like posture, he inquired, "Miss Ris requires special consideration and you place her under the care of a woman who has already decided her opinion of me? Primm is clearly narrow-minded." He said, just before pulling a stained sheet of parchment and a crude pencil out from under his chest plate and jotting notes down. "I require only one room to sleep in and direction to a place I can clean myself. I have brought my belongings on my person, although your man has my weapon." He reached up and pressed his thumb to her forehead. "In the culture I was raised, when respect was shared between two people doing business, the... Member of my group would provide a means of communication." He lifted his thumb to reveal a small, red circle that quickly faded into her skin. "If you should require me in return, simply call for me."

With that he shook her hand and asked to be directed to where Amuné did her 'practice'. @shylarah

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Oh and here's his class item

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Name: Akaan
Race: awoken
Class/subclass: Striker Titan
Appearance:

^chroma is red





Loadout:






^Corrective Measure







Bio: Akaan was just a boy when he met lord Saladin. He was living in the tower as an orphan, cleaning and running errands for his caretaker, Commander Zavala. He decided he wanted to be an iron lord someday, and chased this dream, training all he life until the ghost that had brought him to the tower made him a suit of armor and unlocked his light. That day, he became a Titan. Being a guardian and fighting the darkness was all he knew until he fell in love with a warlock woman named Pira. She was a purple-haired beauty who obsessed over the taken. They dated and fought together for a few years until the repeated exposure to taken blights began to take its toll on her. He found her dead in her room with her own gun in her hand. After that, he slipped out of the spotlight of the iron banner and into the dark halls of the Dreadnaught. He fought down there and killed thousands of hive. When he came back, he was different. Now he hears that there are new guardians to come to the tower, so he has decided to be a mentor.

Personality: Akaan was once a paladin of he light and the traveler, but now he is not so sure. He is strong and proud, but there is pain in his heart. He does his best to take care of his friends, and would die for them if needed.

@Lunar

Artanis

There was a momentary pause when the woman asked him his name. He stated it simply, and continued listening. "Your concerns and opinions are noted. Off the record, I have to agree with you. It is illogical to threaten such a record of efficient activity. However, I am simply a tool, hand selected for my observation and deductive reasoning skills. My employers insisted I be polite, but I have difficulty with this. I was told that the individual in charge would be informed of my... condition." He wasn't sure that was the correct word, but it seemed like the easiest way for the women to process what he was saying. He looked at Primm, studying the disdain that painted her face and wondered if his lack of stature would be a hindrance to his ability to perform. "My report will be objective. I will base my assessment on the information provided me and the data I collect upon observation. If your record is as impressive as you claim, your concern is irrelevant."

He looked back at he headmistress. "The department has reviewed last quarter's reports, and shows interest in a Miss Amuné Ris. I will observe her first." He said, standing and beginning to make his way out.

The rules and manners of society were of no consequence in his mind. Excusing one's self, introductions, and pleasantries served no purpose. Therefore he didn't waste his time with them. It was time to see just what his employer was so interested in about Amuné. @shylarah

Artanis

No worries. I'll figure something out. I'm having a meh day so far

Artanis

Sorry I keep posting short ones. The colder he gets, the harder it is to write more .-.

Artanis

Cain felt no need to sit, but it seemed like more of a command than a polite offer. He sat in the chair indicated, his posture erect as a statue. With his ragged, deep voice he replied, "You are under evaluation of practice. As the representative of the Department of Royal Special Affairs, I am to choose one student and follow said subject for whatever duration I see fit to better understand what you do here. The goal of this object is to potentially improve your processes, but if needed, you will be liquidated as an establishment. I am to be granted unhindered access to the entire campus and given room and board. Additionally, I hold Authority to match my employers. Do you have questions?"

He finished his spiel and darted his eyes to the Primm woman. She was sizing up his appearance, while the other was sizing up something more. What could it be, he wondered?

"If not, there is a child in particular that I have already chosen."
@shylarah

Artanis

*squished* okay I'm playing destiny as we speak so no worries

Artanis

Being stripped of his weapon did in no way make him less dangerous. There was enough metal on his body to form ten blades, but giving a potential enemy the illusion of safety was Assassin 101. He made his way to the Administration building and stepped in. He said nothing upon entry, only placing his writ upon the attendant's desk.

This time he was silent because in his mind, he was trying to work out what had just happened. He had acted, not out of his own safety, but that of the girl's. Yes that was his mission, but objective was not in mind during his action. He mulled this over until he was shown into an office.

[there you go. Now you can describe them ( ..); ]@shylarah