A small vessel floats through space, approaching the Avalon. The vessel lands in the loading deck and a cloaked figure emerges, a massive steel sword strapped to its back.
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[b]Lucien watches from the distance. He wasn't to happy with the new intake of swords people. He preferred range... Not that he could aim... But still. And this new person... In a cloak like all the others. He frowns, wishing he could find someone that preferred guns and normal armor. He stays leaning against a wall watching the scene.[/b]
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The figure looks around and then removed her cloak revealing her appearance.
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[b]Lucien chuckles and pulls a cigarette from his pocket. He lights it and puts it to his lips, blowing out puffs of smoke at regular intervals.[/b]
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Granberia walls over and looks at him. "Hello, may I ask where the bridge is?"
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[b][i]"Next floor... Check a map... It'll say..."[/i][/b] [b]He points to a map farther down the hangar. It looks like a lit up metro map, except for a multi floored one.[/b]
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"Thank you sir." She walks over to observe the map.
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[b]Lucien finishes his smoke and throws the cig on the floor. He shakes his head and watches her with disposed interest. So this is what is was like to really hit the lowest low... Well, at least they were getting a new recruit... Maybe someone that adds something besides personality.[/b]
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After observing the map, Granberia returns. "I never caught your name..."
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[i]"Lucien... The Verdict... You?"[/i] [b]He raises an eyebrow in expectance.[/b]
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"I am Granberia, swords woman of fire."
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[i]"That's, uh, some title."[/i]
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"Thank you, I earned after completing my discipleship under the fire spirit Salamander and mastering the power of fire."
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[b]Lucien purses his lips and slowly backs away.[/b]
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"Your heart is troubled...you have not received Salamander's training."
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[i]"Yeah... I, uh, work for the monkey King actually... And I think I hear him calling."[/i] [b]Lucien quickly sprints away.[/b]
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[spoiler]What?[/spoiler] Granberia simply turns and heads for the bridge. [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
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[b]Frost silently sits in a dark corner, banging his head into a blood covered wall[/b]
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Granberia looks at him, pulling back her hood. "Why do you injure yourself?'
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"Because I'm a fūcking dumbass"
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"I hardly see how that justifies beating yourself to a bloody pulp."
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"Fine, I'll stop"
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"Good, now where may I find the bridge of this ship?"
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"Third deck eighth room if I'm but mistaken"
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"Thank you, may I get your name?"
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"Jack Storm, codenamed Frost"