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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2015 12:18 am
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As a Full Hunter, this was sad. As a Sun hunter, this was just pathetic.
Otto Graves had never been the strongest fighter, but at least he'd been fairly decent on average. But ever since he'd obtained the red key over a year ago, he was about as useful as a trainee out of the pods. He trusted the Life department about as... well to be honest he didn't trust the at all. He went to the infirmary out of necessity, and nothing more. So who was he to turn to? Talking to a lead about the key seemed risky. However, Sasha now knew about it, and she turned out to be one of the wrong people to talk to about it. In the deadliest way.
So really, he may as well share with someone who could possibly help him. He couldn't exactly ask Sasha; the woman nearly brought down Maebe just because she warned him about her.
Allen? Otto was fairly sure the man had brain damage. He'd had the gaul to trust Otto with mentoring; a task unsuited to the blond in every manner imaginable. He could barely take care of himself.
Simon was the only other choice in his Division. He knew little about the man aside that he really liked pointing guns at people. But.. it was ask him for help, or deal with another year of weak limbs and bad dreams.
So on a day Otto felt a little more eager for answers and less fear of decapitation, he sought out Simon.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 4:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 6:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2015 2:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2015 4:45 pm
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"I wasn't actually.." But Otto curiously looked to the fridge anyway. Simon... Simon made lunches for the Sun hunters. Otto's mouth gaped open. The man was a homemaker with a face as hard as steel. It was almost adorable. Idly he wondered if this was a regular thing he did. He'd have to stop by more often to nab himself a free lunch, made with the loving hands of a gun wielding man in a suit.
He pried his eyes off the fridge and up to Simon, blinking back the surprise of having received an unexpected compliment. "Oh... thanks, sir." Otto murmured, uncertain how to react. He'd not much faith in the courses, and often wondered if they did any good at all. As much fun as hurling giant snowballs at hunters was, it didn't mean it did much in the way of training. But maybe it did after all.
He shook his head. This wasn't why he was here.
"I've actually got a bit of a problem." Otto persisted, trying not to squirm and weasel his way out of the room.
"I wasn't sure who to talk to about it. Frankly, I ain't keen on depending on H.." He really didn't want to talk to Simon, either. But it beat being seen as a human guinea pig. "I got a bit of a handicap in battle. I can't fight with as much power as I used to. Happened around April last year. I thought it'd just solve itself if I waited it out." A dumb and naive way to deal with it, he realized.
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2015 6:43 pm
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Simon gazed down at the offered hand for a moment and then returned to putting the final touches on Allan's bentou. "I see. Jerry Collins has similar. A black one. There's also been rumors of other colors, and it can be assumed to be related to the legacies, most likely the one who bears keys as a personal theme."
The Sun assistant was free with information, to the point and lacking in games or dismissive threats to figure it out yourself and earn the information. On the battlefield, concise and open communication was a matter of lives at stake.
"Likely, it's tied to either Reflection, given the theme, or Destruction, given the color. It's likely, due to the nature of Legacies and the rumors related to these marks, that you will need to gather seven people with a similar affliction for their use to be revealed."
With care, the assistant placed the lid on the lunch box and wrapped it in a large cloth napkin. "It's also possible that there's a way to remove it. But you are a Sun. We bear the burden of the fight."
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