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“…Who the hell’re you?”
“Oh, great. More angels.” Zetta had been laughed at by an angel recently. It wasn’t his fault, either! “Two robots, and I don’t even know what the hell you are.” Damned if he’s seen a slime monster before.
“Wait a minute, I’m not the first angel?” she asked. “Who were the first angels you met?”
“Uh… There was that angel… I forget his name. Then there was that weird one… Flonne. Oh, and the Seraph.” Bad memories of Flonne. Bad memories to poor Zetta.
“Damn, you’re just monotone. Who’re you, anyway?” He needed to brush up on Celestial trivia.
“Oh, just a Celestial Host,” she replied with a sweet smile. “My name is Elise.”
“Celestial host, huh…” He didn’t return the smile. He generally didn’t smile much. “So what’s different about you?” Angel Valzy had laughed like an ass, Flonne had hugged him against his will, and the Seraph had been baking a damn cake. There was always something unique.
“Different about me?” she asked, confused. “Well… since my stats are well-balanced, I can wield any weapon I wish to use, which potentially makes me a second versatile fighter after a Majin…”
A second versatile fighter after a Majin, eh… “Give me your class so I can make more.” Yes, a team of Angels and Majins like this could surely kick ass.
“I refuse,” she said bluntly. “I know you’re going to use my class for an ambitious goal.” Elise sighed. She HAD to say that… oh well. There was nothing to deny anymore.
“Besides, you probably haven’t met the requirements.”
“I don’t get Angels in my game! I have to compromise.” He couldn’t deny the ambitious goal part, at the very least. “Be considerate, like Celestians are supposed to be.”
Elise was silent for a moment.
“What is your compromise…?” she asked.
“…This is my compromise. Unlock the damn class for me.” He replied.
“Oh, great. More angels.” Zetta had been laughed at by an angel recently. It wasn’t his fault, either! “Two robots, and I don’t even know what the hell you are.” Damned if he’s seen a slime monster before.
“Wait a minute, I’m not the first angel?” she asked. “Who were the first angels you met?”
“Uh… There was that angel… I forget his name. Then there was that weird one… Flonne. Oh, and the Seraph.” Bad memories of Flonne. Bad memories to poor Zetta.
“Damn, you’re just monotone. Who’re you, anyway?” He needed to brush up on Celestial trivia.
“Oh, just a Celestial Host,” she replied with a sweet smile. “My name is Elise.”
“Celestial host, huh…” He didn’t return the smile. He generally didn’t smile much. “So what’s different about you?” Angel Valzy had laughed like an ass, Flonne had hugged him against his will, and the Seraph had been baking a damn cake. There was always something unique.
“Different about me?” she asked, confused. “Well… since my stats are well-balanced, I can wield any weapon I wish to use, which potentially makes me a second versatile fighter after a Majin…”
A second versatile fighter after a Majin, eh… “Give me your class so I can make more.” Yes, a team of Angels and Majins like this could surely kick ass.
“I refuse,” she said bluntly. “I know you’re going to use my class for an ambitious goal.” Elise sighed. She HAD to say that… oh well. There was nothing to deny anymore.
“Besides, you probably haven’t met the requirements.”
“I don’t get Angels in my game! I have to compromise.” He couldn’t deny the ambitious goal part, at the very least. “Be considerate, like Celestians are supposed to be.”
“Oh, great. More angels.” Zetta had been laughed at by an angel recently. It wasn’t his fault, either! “Two robots, and I don’t even know what the hell you are.” Damned if he’s seen a slime monster before.
“Wait a minute, I’m not the first angel?” she asked. “Who were the first angels you met?”
“Uh… There was that angel… I forget his name. Then there was that weird one… Flonne. Oh, and the Seraph.” Bad memories of Flonne. Bad memories to poor Zetta.
“Damn, you’re just monotone. Who’re you, anyway?” He needed to brush up on Celestial trivia.
“Oh, just a Celestial Host,” she replied with a sweet smile. “My name is Elise.”
“Celestial host, huh…” He didn’t return the smile. He generally didn’t smile much. “So what’s different about you?” Angel Valzy had laughed like an ass, Flonne had hugged him against his will, and the Seraph had been baking a damn cake. There was always something unique.
“Different about me?” she asked, confused. “Well… since my stats are well-balanced, I can wield any weapon I wish to use, which potentially makes me a second versatile fighter after a Majin…”
A second versatile fighter after a Majin, eh… “Give me your class so I can make more.” Yes, a team of Angels and Majins like this could surely kick ass.
“…Who’re you?” Zetta asked. It was an Almaz faceclaim, but for the sake of characters let’s ignore that Zetta had met Almaz (and scared the crap outta him) before.
“Oh, great. More angels.” Zetta had been laughed at by an angel recently. It wasn’t his fault, either! “Two robots, and I don’t even know what the hell you are.” Damned if he’s seen a slime monster before.
“Wait a minute, I’m not the first angel?” she asked. “Who were the first angels you met?”
“Uh… There was that angel… I forget his name. Then there was that weird one… Flonne. Oh, and the Seraph.” Bad memories of Flonne. Bad memories to poor Zetta.
“Damn, you’re just monotone. Who’re you, anyway?” He needed to brush up on Celestial trivia.
“Oh, just a Celestial Host,” she replied with a sweet smile. “My name is Elise.”
“Celestial host, huh…” He didn’t return the smile. He generally didn’t smile much. “So what’s different about you?” Angel Valzy had laughed like an ass, Flonne had hugged him against his will, and the Seraph had been baking a damn cake. There was always something unique.
