06-01-2018, 08:04 PM
The orange haired girl stood in the lobby momentarily before scanning her current surroundings. Not so many primes were in this area currently, but there were a few Syntech employees hustling around, one of which attempted to greet her.
“Good morning Ma’am. You are no doubt a prime to participate in this year's event?” She asked standing formally and almost as if she’s said it too many times for her taste.
“Yeah, here hold this.” Amber replied, taking off her old brown hoodie that covered her dress and handing it to the woman donned in white. It was a bit cold in the Frozen Fields this time of year, even for someone well adapted to a frigid climate. “Thanks.” The faunus- er, human now.(that was going to be hard to remember.) -proceed to walk into the pre-show area. With eyes peeled for Karl Jak, she scanned the room. A walking skeleton, a group of more competent looking people and just some employees. She sighed.
“Dammit, Id hoped he was here already.” She mumbled to herself starting to relax a little bit. Just as she was starting to get comfortable, she noticed one of the men in the group stand up and walk away.
“Curse that Victor. Can’t keep his commentary to himself.” The man grumbled as he walked in Amber’s direction. She could barely make out what he was saying. Human ears fucking suck. She stood up from her seat to introduce herself.
“Uh, hey.” The huntress said holding out a hand to shake. “I’m Amber, nice to meet you.”
“I don’t recognize you. Have we met?” He asked hesitant to shake the girl’s hand, yet he was surprised to feel her fierce grip. She was easily enough a Prime.
“Nope, Amber Patrica Veritz. Huntress in training and patron of Atlas, Frozen Fields.” Her grip became more fierce as she spoke proudly.
“A hunter?” Kanda asked, trying to escape the death grip subconsciously.
“It’s a long story. I exterminate monsters from my home world.” She explained as if she’d explained it enough. “Basically I'm a warrior for the good of mankind, and faunus kind.”
The exorcist thought she was answering his questions, but with every answer came three more in mind. Instead of complicating the conversation with annoying questions, he opted to move it forward.
“If you’re a hunter, I guess we have something in common - I'm an exorcist.” He says in his own proud tone
“Gesundheit.” Amber replied. He raised an eyebrow.
“I free the spirits of ghosts.” He tries to explain.
“Hm, that sounds noble, and cool, and exciting all at once. Tell me more.”
“Good morning Ma’am. You are no doubt a prime to participate in this year's event?” She asked standing formally and almost as if she’s said it too many times for her taste.
“Yeah, here hold this.” Amber replied, taking off her old brown hoodie that covered her dress and handing it to the woman donned in white. It was a bit cold in the Frozen Fields this time of year, even for someone well adapted to a frigid climate. “Thanks.” The faunus- er, human now.(that was going to be hard to remember.) -proceed to walk into the pre-show area. With eyes peeled for Karl Jak, she scanned the room. A walking skeleton, a group of more competent looking people and just some employees. She sighed.
“Dammit, Id hoped he was here already.” She mumbled to herself starting to relax a little bit. Just as she was starting to get comfortable, she noticed one of the men in the group stand up and walk away.
“Curse that Victor. Can’t keep his commentary to himself.” The man grumbled as he walked in Amber’s direction. She could barely make out what he was saying. Human ears fucking suck. She stood up from her seat to introduce herself.
“Uh, hey.” The huntress said holding out a hand to shake. “I’m Amber, nice to meet you.”
“I don’t recognize you. Have we met?” He asked hesitant to shake the girl’s hand, yet he was surprised to feel her fierce grip. She was easily enough a Prime.
“Nope, Amber Patrica Veritz. Huntress in training and patron of Atlas, Frozen Fields.” Her grip became more fierce as she spoke proudly.
“A hunter?” Kanda asked, trying to escape the death grip subconsciously.
“It’s a long story. I exterminate monsters from my home world.” She explained as if she’d explained it enough. “Basically I'm a warrior for the good of mankind, and faunus kind.”
The exorcist thought she was answering his questions, but with every answer came three more in mind. Instead of complicating the conversation with annoying questions, he opted to move it forward.
“If you’re a hunter, I guess we have something in common - I'm an exorcist.” He says in his own proud tone
“Gesundheit.” Amber replied. He raised an eyebrow.
“I free the spirits of ghosts.” He tries to explain.
“Hm, that sounds noble, and cool, and exciting all at once. Tell me more.”
"I've been neglected, harassed, beaten, and diminished all my life. What motivates me to continue? The glory of proving people wrong. Being worth more than the numbing existence offered me. To be a hero." - Amber