JUST FOCUS ON THAT GOAL
Oh. Well. This was great. The teen planted his palms upon his face as he found his way to the doorstep of yet another new guild. With some hope, some luck, and whatever the equivalent of pixie dust was to him, he would actually stay awhile in this one. He closed his eyes briefly, connecting his mind to the Archive, and found the silvery thread of data that led to the holographic AI that floated above his shoulder. “Kioku, is it safe?” Despite the fact that Lamia Scale was a legal guild and a place that ought to be pretty darn safe, one could never be too careful. After the violet-haired robot had affirmed the safety of the area, Itsuki cautiously stepped up to the door.
A deep breath was inhaled, and the cyborg carefully checked his appearances in the mirror. He didn’t have any wish of immediately being denied entry due to his rather poor physical state. Keeping up appearances was one of the most essential parts of him keeping a good reputation, and it was a reputation he hoped not to lose. Confidently, he pushed the doors open, a carefully faked grin plastered upon his face. The one thing he could thank those faithless parents of his for were these looks, the ones that had managed to get him so far in life.
“Hello, members of Lamia Scale! Would you mind directing me to the guild master or whoever is in charge of entry and membership? I am interested in joining the guild.” He called out into the thoughtfully decorated entryway, looking about him carefully for a clue as to what the people here were like.
A deep breath was inhaled, and the cyborg carefully checked his appearances in the mirror. He didn’t have any wish of immediately being denied entry due to his rather poor physical state. Keeping up appearances was one of the most essential parts of him keeping a good reputation, and it was a reputation he hoped not to lose. Confidently, he pushed the doors open, a carefully faked grin plastered upon his face. The one thing he could thank those faithless parents of his for were these looks, the ones that had managed to get him so far in life.
“Hello, members of Lamia Scale! Would you mind directing me to the guild master or whoever is in charge of entry and membership? I am interested in joining the guild.” He called out into the thoughtfully decorated entryway, looking about him carefully for a clue as to what the people here were like.
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Pooter boi in the house B)
Pooter boi in the house B)
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