Ian Temero
Knight of Swords
shadowz1995 said:"Hm...your guess is as good as mine" The silver knight responds from his spot on the floor. Beds always felt too....soft for Argen. He normaly liked to post up against the wall of a room and let himself drift to sleep. This was he could trust that no one would ambush him from behind and he would always be ready.
Argen was roused by his "new leader" Saffron is what they called him. He seemed to be a very energetic individual and full of confidence. Argen figured this within the short time frame that he got to know him. Which was virtually nothing. The knight stands, and stretches out his body. His body is decorated by tell tale scars from battle, training, and mistakes. So many mistakes. Though the man had scars upon his face as well, the worst being a deep scar stretching across horizontally on his right cheek. He was actually quite attractive aside from the scars littering his features. He had a toned and muscular build due to his training and always wearing heavy armor and weapons. Despite being 17, he had the appearance of a 23 year old man with silver stubble showing itself upon his face. His hair was a shade of silver that could remind someone of polished steel. It was long, stretching down to his shoulder and upper back part of was tied into a ponytail. His irises were the color of iron and his voice was husky and deep.
"Let's get to it then....Captain."
(@MicoTheDarkReaper)TenaciousTinkerer said:Oh, yes, this was a bit annoying. Sova's eye twitching a bit as he's been rendered as a footstool. "Could you please, put a damn shirt on." He he hissed in irritation, trying to shove off the faunus from his head. "And its Miasma, MSMA." He said pronouncing the word, and the words put together.
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"Woops!" Sova's sudden movement caused Saffron to trip and he fell off the bed with a loud crash. A second passed before the faunus' voice came from the other side of the bed. "Miasma. Got it. Thanks, Sova!"
Getting back on his feet in the blink of an eye, Saffron leaped over the bed and landed next to Argen. "That's the spirit!" he laughed, slugging him in the arm. "But no need to be so formal. Just call me Saff!"
"Now, men." He barked, putting on a very exaggerated military tone. "A Huntsmen can not fight on an empty belly. Therefor the first order off business is to report to the cafeteria and get breakfast. Should fate be kind we may even rendezvous with beautiful women along the way. But first," Saffron glanced over at Miguel's bed. "To wake this sleepy head."
"Any suggestions?"
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Lilith turned to look at Hazel. 'So this is the girl Mel was talking about yesterday.' Just from the way she was talking, Lilith could tell that she had lived a privileged life. Something told her that this was going to be an interesting encounter, for better or for worse. For now, she decide to stay quiet and observe. She wanted to see how Mel was going to handle this.theManCalledSting said:"Well, you gotta eat something healthy, Breakfast is the most important meal of the day," Mel said with a smile.
"Oh god, you haven't changed one bit Melania..."
Mel's smile dropped when she saw her old enemy.
"Hazel..." Mel said under her breath.
"Of all the academies Father chose for the transfer... he picked the one with Melania Rosenburg... He truly must be cross with me."
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