05-15-2015, 11:31 PM
Agnès found herself enveloped by the device she had summoned. Technology was beyond alien to her - Very little existed in Luxendarc, and what did exist was very primitive, not to mention she had rarely if ever seen any. "What a peculiar object," she thought aloud. "What kind of magic is working within this? I wonder..." she considered for a moment taking it apart and figuring out what made it work, but she decided against such an action - It would take time, energy and skills she lacked. Perhaps if Ringabel was here, he could apply his knowledge on Grandship to figure this contraption out. All the work he, Zatz and Datz had done on the sinking country of an airship went straight over Agnès' head, with complex calculations, hands-on work with black fluids and strange-looking pieces of metal and lots of technical jargon.
After being bombarded with questions on something she had made, she slipped the contraption she had made into a pocket in the coat over her shoulders - Hopefully it wouldn't fall out, as she had never used the pockets previously - And waited patiently for Shay to return.
When he did return, however, she was surprised. Shay had gone from grandiose to practical quite quickly, though she was not one to talk about practical with her outfit of white and fur. It was more fashionable than functional, what she wore, while his outfit screamed ready for battle. His expression spoke more than words could describe - His mind seemed to ooze out of his every orifice. This was the expression of a troubled man, as she knew from the times she had seen Tiz and Ringabel with such expressions. He spoke, and Agnès listened with her finest focus. Her bottom lip drooped somewhat with her jaw, however, as shock moulded her expression. At last he finished, and she did not see fit to speak at first. She rose from her bed and changed her face to one more relaxed. "Precisely. I feel the same way - I will not let innocent lives be ended for any reason." The two proceeded out the door and down a hallway, and Agnès swung the door shut behind her as she walked out of the room behind Shay.
She was unsure as to whether or not it would be wise for her, too, to share a few details about herself. She was an experienced fighter, though she only ended lives where necessary. She and her allies had been fortunate enough to never have that need, as most of their opponents surrendered when they were heavily wounded, though the Grand Marshal of Eternia had come close to being killed. She counted her blessings since that day. The closest thing she had done to killing was her most recent fight with the God of Destruction, but killing such a thing was far from a crime. Killing that which would kill was not a crime, was it?
"What is your opinion on all of this?" Agnès asked. "Have you been told anything of our target? What he has done to warrant targeting in the first place?" she wondered if it was her place to ask for a moment, but stopped herself from thinking that shortly after - If a life was in her hands, she needed to know precisely why she was being told to snuff it out. "Additionally... I am not very familiar with this Omniverse." She still struggled with the word, and that was clear. She continued her verbal struggles with "What is a stormtrooper?" It would take quite some time for any of these words to roll off Agnès' tongue like most words did, that much was definitely clear.
After being bombarded with questions on something she had made, she slipped the contraption she had made into a pocket in the coat over her shoulders - Hopefully it wouldn't fall out, as she had never used the pockets previously - And waited patiently for Shay to return.
When he did return, however, she was surprised. Shay had gone from grandiose to practical quite quickly, though she was not one to talk about practical with her outfit of white and fur. It was more fashionable than functional, what she wore, while his outfit screamed ready for battle. His expression spoke more than words could describe - His mind seemed to ooze out of his every orifice. This was the expression of a troubled man, as she knew from the times she had seen Tiz and Ringabel with such expressions. He spoke, and Agnès listened with her finest focus. Her bottom lip drooped somewhat with her jaw, however, as shock moulded her expression. At last he finished, and she did not see fit to speak at first. She rose from her bed and changed her face to one more relaxed. "Precisely. I feel the same way - I will not let innocent lives be ended for any reason." The two proceeded out the door and down a hallway, and Agnès swung the door shut behind her as she walked out of the room behind Shay.
She was unsure as to whether or not it would be wise for her, too, to share a few details about herself. She was an experienced fighter, though she only ended lives where necessary. She and her allies had been fortunate enough to never have that need, as most of their opponents surrendered when they were heavily wounded, though the Grand Marshal of Eternia had come close to being killed. She counted her blessings since that day. The closest thing she had done to killing was her most recent fight with the God of Destruction, but killing such a thing was far from a crime. Killing that which would kill was not a crime, was it?
"What is your opinion on all of this?" Agnès asked. "Have you been told anything of our target? What he has done to warrant targeting in the first place?" she wondered if it was her place to ask for a moment, but stopped herself from thinking that shortly after - If a life was in her hands, she needed to know precisely why she was being told to snuff it out. "Additionally... I am not very familiar with this Omniverse." She still struggled with the word, and that was clear. She continued her verbal struggles with "What is a stormtrooper?" It would take quite some time for any of these words to roll off Agnès' tongue like most words did, that much was definitely clear.
Quote:Fun fact: Agnès and her friends fought someone with the title 'Templar' and beat him so hard that he couldn't ever use a sword again. The more you knooooooooow!
Don't worry, Agnès won't lay a finger on you. At least not yet~
Short post is short. Apologies.