he blinks for a second then sets the helmet down "show my eyes more..." he shakes his head before turning to the women and offers a greeting
She gave a wave to the armored man, before ordering some fancy, neon-blue cocktail. She only ordered it because it was blue. Good for her.
*he sighed giving up and laying his head down on the table groaning*
For herself, who has just walked in anyway, rifle slung over her shoulder, she sits down, ordering a couple shots of Jack for herself.
he simply goes to put on his helmet sensing the mood had shifted and he wasn't really welcomed here he grabs his sword to leave
“Damn it how can I get a date this is so boring trying to get a guy to like a demon….”
She watched Excalibur now as he went to leave. Something felt different about him. Maybe she found some familiarity? She took a sip of her drink, before actually finding the voice to speak.
"... wait. Sir. Who... are you..?" Her voice was low, yet.. dull.
"... wait. Sir. Who... are you..?" Her voice was low, yet.. dull.
Fumizuki looks at Umbra with disappointment. "Fwend not happy...
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"i am Excalibur Umbra the last living tenno" he attaches his weapon to his side and looks at fumizuki "i guess im not little one"
Well, that last name irked her a little, but she knew nothing of a Tenno. Probably because he was the last one.
".... you're... interesting." Yeah, seems like her social skills have degraded over a while...
".... you're... interesting." Yeah, seems like her social skills have degraded over a while...
“It’s the little child i like so much” *he smiled looking at her* “can I have a hug?”
"interesting how so?" he looks at her his helmet hiding his face
"... you exhibit... an interesting aura. I find myself interested in not just that, but your armor... your sword as well.. I wield a sword as well. Yours seems to be of high quality." She didn't mean this in a flirty way. She hadn't been out for long, but this... this person was... something else.
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“It’s the little child i like so much” *he smiled looking at her* “can I have a hug?”
"it is made of my own flesh" he gripes his sword pushing the memories of how many people this blade killed
Whatever Empress is, who cares right lmao, she sits down and makes the bartender give her….I dunno, the best shot or something?
*he hugged her back smiling* “your so nice to hug and we’ll your adorable young one!”
She didn't seem too phased. "How nice..! My sword.. it is made of concentrated magical energy. I wear no scabbard, as I can.. summon it as I wish.." She looks over Excalibur again. ".... can I have your name?"
"... Excalibur...." She repeated the name in a whispering tone as she offered her thousand-yard stare. "... a blade's name."
"... I am.." She took a second to recall. "Denki." She spoke slowly, as she always did. It was like she took as much time as she could... she knew she had enough of it.
"... I am.." She took a second to recall. "Denki." She spoke slowly, as she always did. It was like she took as much time as she could... she knew she had enough of it.
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