WAOA Arena
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"Ah... its not a good feeling, granted. But you're alive again now, are you not? Why dwell on it so much?"
"Of course..." Solaris responded initially, not saying anything else for a time. Finishing washing the rest of the items she used, she laid these besides the teapot, then pulled the plug form the sink. Looking back to Nanami, she looked the knight over for a moment, before wrapping her arms around her own waist. "So... What's it made of? Your armour, that is. I've never seen anything like it."
"Because when I came back, for a while I could still... feel everything. The injuries, the pain, the rage. I think I almost lost it out there."
Ragnar thought for a moment, and leaned one elbow on the bar.
"Hmm... this is not good. You have not felt this way after regenerating before?"
"Hmm... this is not good. You have not felt this way after regenerating before?"
"This was the first time I died. I don't know if this is normal for me, but in any case, I don't want to go through it again." Kenna's eyes seem glued to the floor.
Having Solaris tending to the dishes for a short time more, Nanami looked at the microwave device that was somehow linked with food. She poked at the box with her finger several time, but to no avail. When Solaris asked about the armour, Nanami had to think for a moment, only ever being told what it was presumably made from in English once before. "Ccorraall?" She said in a manner like she wasn't sure herself, although this was more unsure if the word stuck with what it was trying to describe.
Ragnar rested his gauntlets on his knees and leaned forward.
"Maybe you should take a break from fighting then? Perhaps accept only sparring matches when you wish to let off steam, fights that do not have to end in that kind of rage?"
"Maybe you should take a break from fighting then? Perhaps accept only sparring matches when you wish to let off steam, fights that do not have to end in that kind of rage?"
"Coral? That can't be it. At least... not entirely." Solaris mused aloud upon hearing Nanami's answer. Letting her arms hang by her side, Solaris approached Nanami, and looked the suit of armour over more closely. "Hmm? Would it be alright if I touched it?" She asked, moving her hand closer to the breastplate, but not making contact with it just yet.
As Seras spoke to her, Carmen continued shambling, almost seeming not to register her. If Seras was standing in her path, the woman would bump lightly into her and distractedly mumble [color=bb0066] [small] "Apologies..." [/small] [/color] before stepping to the side and continuing forward.
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Vera blinked blankly before nodding distractedly at Selim. [color=00aa44] "Unit would enjoy seeing subject's room. Please take the lead." [/color] Looking to Rex, Vera shook her head. [color=00aa44] "Unit must execute missions as necessary." [/color]
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Vera blinked blankly before nodding distractedly at Selim. [color=00aa44] "Unit would enjoy seeing subject's room. Please take the lead." [/color] Looking to Rex, Vera shook her head. [color=00aa44] "Unit must execute missions as necessary." [/color]
"Yeah... I'll try and just skirt by on the minimum for a while." Kenna said. She looked at Ragnar. "Thanks. Have to admit, never thought I'd hear you sayin something like that."
"Never expected to be saying it." Ragnar replied with a lopsided grin. "But I do not know how to control a Wulfen, let alone a werewolf. I mean, I could just shoot you, but I suspect that would not solve the problem, would it? If you could simply regenerate as yourself afterwards, then maybe. Blood of Asaheim, that'd be a perfect solution actually. But I expect you don't think that you would regenerate as a human, do you?"
Nanami looked down at Solaris' hand for a moment before looking up. She lifted her arm which seemed to be made of the same material as the breastplate. "Yyoouu ccann. Bbutt hoow yoou doo witth tthaatt?" She said as she pointed to her own hand, indicating that it would be difficult/useless to touch something with gloves on.
"Well, I didn't this time, so I don't think I would in future. And even then, I'm not so sure I'd want to try it out."
"Wait, what? What do you mean you did not come back as a human? If you are human now, then you cannot possibly have fallen to the curse since you regenerated, surely?"
Kenna blinked, her eyes shifting to their lupine form. "It's still there. I could feel it as I came back. It was almost... overpowering."
Solaris looked to her gloved hand when Nanami pointed to it before shrugging lightly. "Oh, I'm not going to run my fingers along it, that would do little good anyway." She answered. Leaning closer to Nanami's extended arm, Solaris knocked on the vambrace thrice, listening to if the sound produced by it would sound metalic, or more dull.
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[color=915f6d]"Alright, let's go!"[/color] Selim said cheerily, pointing to his right, before walking in that direction. He still wasn't entirely sure on where everything was, but having walked through the hallways a few times now, had a better idea. After stopping to look around for a few moments, and changing direction twice, Selim eventually lead the way to the general area where was suite was, and looked to the numbers on the door. [color=915f6d]"506.. 507... 508, 509! This is it."[/color] He said, sounding rather proud of himself. Opening the door, Selim stepped inside, and held the door open.
While furnished to cater to the tastes of Selim, the room looked expensive, and well kept. Unlike what one would expect from a boy his age, there was no clutter anywhere, safe from the various drawing materials and papers on his desk. Various drawings hung from the walls on the left hand side.
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[color=915f6d]"Alright, let's go!"[/color] Selim said cheerily, pointing to his right, before walking in that direction. He still wasn't entirely sure on where everything was, but having walked through the hallways a few times now, had a better idea. After stopping to look around for a few moments, and changing direction twice, Selim eventually lead the way to the general area where was suite was, and looked to the numbers on the door. [color=915f6d]"506.. 507... 508, 509! This is it."[/color] He said, sounding rather proud of himself. Opening the door, Selim stepped inside, and held the door open.
While furnished to cater to the tastes of Selim, the room looked expensive, and well kept. Unlike what one would expect from a boy his age, there was no clutter anywhere, safe from the various drawing materials and papers on his desk. Various drawings hung from the walls on the left hand side.
"I think... as I was dying in that match, it kicked in, stronger than ever before. I can't really remember it that well, but I think I tried biting the other guy's throat out." Kenna looked slightly scared and shocked of what she had done. "When I died and came back, it was still there in full force. I had to really focus for a while to beat it back down."
"Do not lose hope Kenna. As long as you have even a shred of free will, the battle is not lost." Ragnar said. "And if you fall... I will do what I can for you." He sighed and grabbed his whiskey bottle, draining the rest of it.
"That may not comfort you much, I understand. But... well, if it comes to that, I will ensure that your honour survives. No Wulfen deserves to be remembered as a mindless beast, rather then the warrior that they were before."
"That may not comfort you much, I understand. But... well, if it comes to that, I will ensure that your honour survives. No Wulfen deserves to be remembered as a mindless beast, rather then the warrior that they were before."