#resistealle

[kurigohans-blog]

resistealle replied to your post “when it counts. [Event: Cu]”

WHERE DID U PUT THE GUN + EQUIPMENT I GAVE U MAKISE...... I AM DISAPPOINT 8l

IDK HOW TO USE THAT STUFF YOU WEENIE

[imperatos-blog]

resistealle

          Arms instinctively retracted to his side, his head bowed fora moment before head reclining back slightly—and all the while his mind mulled over the decision he had made earlier. Fortunately whatever outcome that would breed from this wouldn't lead him astray, or so he assumed. He had had the chance to meet and engage with the founder of the group; she was reluctant at first, to pass along her experience, but her composure had stimulated him to persevere.

His breathing came out in hard and loud, the air that brushed his cheeks cooler than anticipated; due to the perspiration that now glazed his skin.  A low groan passed his lips as he ascended from the meadow that he had just been recessing on.  Eagerness to set back to his regimen must have been prominent on his facet; this city grasped a foreign concept yet his priority to stay true to his ideals was greater than his lack of knowledge he had.He promptly adopted back his jogging rhythm, but halted upon meeting a familiar figure. She had been sitting on a bench, not far from where he stood. A few moments had passed before he identified her; a member of a mercenary company he had applied for earlier that day—though he had seen her just that once, her appearance had set her aside from most. His stare held longer expected—and his eyes soon met her own. "Er... I..." Pausing, he pondered for a response. A short bellow rung from his throat before he addressed her yet again. "You're... part of the mercenary corps, right?"

[koritissofias-blog]

resistealle

Annabeth doesn't consider herself a klutz. If she were she thinks she would have lost her life a long time ago. Getting attacked by monsters on a regular basis doesn't leave room to have two left feet. 

Yet, as Annabeth exits a small shop, she forgets that there's a step down just out side the door and stumbles right into a poor passerby.

"Oh, gods, sorry about that!" she breathes. "Are you alright?"

[hyoukin-blog]

resistealle

"Do you mind sparing time for a short interview? Or it can be as long as you like!" 'Interview' sounds more professional, right? Rather than a mere intrusive questionnaire. When she was brought to the city, they didn't have the decency to bring her fully equipped -- no pen, notepad, NOTHING! Relying on memory alone was not recommended, yet she had to use the 'weapons' available to her disposition. Truth to be told, she was definitively interested on what others had to say in regard the Hive.

"I would love to hear your experience in the city thus far!"

[serenaria-blog]

❥ : "Oh? Those eyes remind me of the little lamb... But that's not to say you aren't a flower unique and beautiful on your own."

[raisedasasword]

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        The moment should have been passed up. She should have known better, but still she stood there in front of a pack of stray dogs. The same fierce aura emitting for anyone, and the dogs, to see. Maybe the animals here were different? She'd met a talking, upright walking wolf. This city was obviously magical, right? Alas, the dogs growled at her then cowered, tails tucked between legs and ears back.  Against her better judgement she took a step forward with a hand raised out to them. As she did, they, of course, yelped and ran from her. 

        The girl let out a small sigh before turning away from them. Too caught up in the process of attempting to pet wild city animals, Peko did not realise she may have been seen, as she turned to directly face another person. She held her usual calm face, though she was very much attempting to hide the fact she was embarrassed.

        "Ah... H-hello..." Did she see that? She didn't know...but she hoped not.

[hcroyalguard]

Name: Suzuha Amane Age: 18 Sector: oo5

Position Applying For: Aiming for head guard but I can be whatever you want me to be! Please list your work experience: Worked part time at Braun Tubes Workshop (CRT TV workshop in 2010). Fully trained soldier from a resistance group in 2036 (I can explain time travel details during the interview!) Please list any skills, powers: Full knowledge and capability to use military guns, handguns, grenades, knives, and other weapons. Flexible and acrobatic, capable of parkour (fast paced climbing, running, jumping through obstacles) Are you able to perform physical tasks?: Yep, these guns aren’t just for show. I’m pretty strong.  Day or night shift?: Any

Why do you want to work in this guard? I’ve got a lot of experience with fighting and surviving, and protecting people too! And I like protecting people. I’ve never met Princess Sonia but I’d very much like to meet her and show her just what I’m capable of, I won’t let her down! If need be, would you be willing to fight for this princess?: Definitely. Additional comments, questions: I didn’t know there was a Princess in this city, that’s amazing! Thank you for considering this application. If you call me for an interview I swear I won’t let you down.

11 FEBRUARY 2015 Dear Miss Suzuha,      Congratulations!      Upon reviewing your application, I am pleased to inform you that you have been ACCEPTED for the position of GUARD.      I am terribly sorry that both head guard positions have been filled but, considering your impressive experience, if a head guard is unable to fulfill their duties or if they are unavailable, I would be happy to have you fill in! You would be compensated for any additional work you are assigned to, of course! You are also eligible to work as assistant to a head guard as well, if that interests you!      We will discuss the above, your salary, and schedule during an interview with myself and Yosuke Hanamura! Please send us a time you are available! I look forward to meeting you very much and I am truly thankful for your interest!                                        Sincerely,                                                Princess Sonia Nevermind