While there are numerous deficiencies and points of failure to this plan, Faust will hone it into utter, unfailing perfection.
HP | 66.0 + (2.28*lvl) |
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Trigger | Dialogue |
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Identity Acquisition | While there are numerous deficiencies and points of failure to this plan, Faust will hone it into utter, unfailing perfection. |
Morning Greeting | An arm can always be spared for a cup of coffee in the morning. There are three more arms to utilize, after all. |
Afternoon Greeting | Please remember to submit the receipts after using a corporate credit card. This Office may no longer provide a lunch budget should the employees continuously fail to submit their receipts. |
Evening Greeting | The prosthetic body does not feel muscular pain, even if it were to be put to work from sunrise to sunset. ... However, a regular maintenance may be needed to prevent creaking. |
Chatter #1 | If you would ever consider replacing more parts of your body than your head with prostheses, a good recommendation would be the Tres Association certified G10 model prosthetic legs. A high-performance ambulatory apparatus is very useful for making oneself scarce from high-risk situations. |
Chatter #2 | The WARP train round trip ticket has been purchased via private funds, with Faust reserving a first class seat. I do not yet know why the first class ticket has been purchased instead of the economy class ticket; however, Faust must know of the reason. |
Chatter #3 | A whole-body prosthetic has been considered, yes. ... However, the upgrade budget for higher-quality prosthetics and the related risks were too significant to be followed through. Faust believed it would be more efficient to slowly upgrade this body toward an increasingly stronger partial prosthetic. |
Post-Uptie Chat 1 | A greatsword of this size can be wielded by any individual as long as they possess sufficient budget, enough time to acclimatize, and the work of a trusted workshop. Of course, it is up to each individual as to what kind of combat style they wish to employ. |
Post-Uptie Chat 2 | Prosthetic bodies are rarely installed with pain receptors. Therefore, Fixers such as ourselves who utilize prosthetic bodies do not fear pain or injury. ... It is much more expensive to fix a prosthetic than it is to heal flesh, however. |
Idle | To summon someone and not address them is a highly inefficient action. |
Uptying | The contract target has been taken care of. The meticulous preparation for this contract expedition has certainly borne fruit. |
Deployment | All preparations have been made. Let us depart. |
Stage Entry | Model 40Y-3 fully charged. Ready for deployment. |
Viewed in Battle | Have you forgotten the plan? |
Commencing Attack | Attack range confirmed. |
Enemy Stagger | Efficiently... |
Staggered | Uh... |
Enemy Killed | ... dispatched. |
Death | I have... insurance... |
Check Passed | As per Faust's calculations. |
Check Failed | There was an error. |
Victory Cry | A predictable victory, guided by Faust's knowledge. |
Extra Conditions Fulfilled | This contract was completed far ahead of schedule. A majority of credit would go to Faust and my expertise, but your effort was at an acceptable level as well. |
Defeat Wail | This expedition was a failure. Expeditious retreat and prosthetic replacement are necessary before we prepare for the expedition once again. |
Electrocurrent Dismantling
Gain 1 <<((Charge))Charge>> every time this unit consumes 10 cumulative <<((Charge))Charge>> Count in this Encounter
At 2+ <<((Charge))Charge>>, deal +(<<((Charge))Charge>> x 3)% damage (max 15%)
On Kill, this unit and 1 ally with the least <<((Charge))Charge>> Count gains <<((Charge))Charge>> Count equal to <<((Charge))Charge>> (max 3, prioritizes allies that consume or gain <<((Charge))Charge>>)
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Several noises are present at this child's desk. Sounds of fingers tapping on a keyboard and a pen tip scratching against the paper among them.
A Fixer, armed with prosthetics, nervously approached the child and presented a set of documents before her. The child took them with one hand, barely paying any attention to the Fixer.
Your budget proposal has been reviewed, but several points of necessary adjustments have also been identified.
Yes, ma'am...
The Fixer shuddered a little, dreading her next words.
While this child was generally of a gentle disposition, she was very strict when it came to documents and numbers.
It barely mattered how many times the Office employees reviewed, proofread, and meticulously checked every little detail in their reports for typos and miscalculations; they could never stand proudly in front of this perfectionist child as they presented their reports to her.
And just as the Fixer had dreaded, the child stops and loads up numerous data graphics on her monitor even before moving past the first few pages of the document.
It feels necessary to note that the purposes of this contract expedition extend beyond the contract itself; a part of it is to expand the Office's partnership via business meetings with T Corp., and the other is to attend inventors' conferences to establish partnerships with new trading workshops.
Ah, yes! Actually, I did take that part into account when setting our budget. I made sure to prepare more than enough funds to—
Mm. It appears that each participant in this expedition is universally assigned a twenty-four-hour-day budget. However, each participant must be assigned hours specifically tailored toward their roles in this expedition; please note that we will be meeting with Workshops of varying wealth brackets, some located within Nests, some located in the Backstreets.
Oh...
Research the average daily hours for T Corp. upper class and Backstreets inventors. Oh, and you have neglected to include a list of Workshops that the Office seeks to visit.
The Fixer froze in place. If it weren't for his prosthetic eye, he would've been constantly squeezing his eyes shut, cringing at each pointed criticism she made.
Most of the Office's contracts have been with P Corp., so your ignorance of T Corp.'s idiosyncrasies is understandable and expected. What is impressive is Faust's knowledge, which lies far beyond any average metric.
The child briefly glances at the Fixer before saying some very un-reassuring words of reassurance. But she also pointed to a part of the document before complimenting his work.
It was her own way of giving him a carrot after the series of sticks she just delivered.
Using the WARP train is an acceptable suggestion, however. Set apart a week of our schedule and contact the Seven Association to conduct on-site surveys. Do not forget to verify that information yourself, of course.
Just as the Fixer was about to respond, she motioned him to stop.
And after a long contemplation, she began.
... Expand the WARP train budget.
Um, ma'am, that budget is more than enough. W Corp. is running a promotion for economy class tickets, so...
That would normally be the case, indeed. However...
The child gazes into the air for a moment, before closing her eyes to think.
She does that often when she's trying to understand something that's not so easily understood.
... I may be traveling in a first class seat instead.
Seriously?
The Fixer raised all four of his hands, surprised by her request.
The child looked away from the documents at the Fixer's overreaction. She glared at him, her eyebrows lowered, with a look of perplexed disdain.
Is there a problem with that?
N-no, it's just... unexpected.
I just thought you would consider a first class seat a waste of money. Like, what's the use of all that luxury and the immense budget if you only get to enjoy it for just ten seconds? That's horribly inefficient.
On that, I do agree. However...
Oh, well. It is how it is. I do not quite understand what the Gesellschaft is thinking.
S-shaft? Are you feeling shafted by something, boss?
No, it's nothing.
In any case... update the proposal as per my requests and place it on this desk by tomorrow morning. If you believe that is too much workload for you to handle within a day, wake up Mister Heathcliff from his workday nap and ask him to assist you in proofreading the document.
H-heathcliff! Wake up!
Yaaaawn... Guh? Yeah, what?
And please, tell him to get himself a cup of coffee or any substance of the like from the break room.
Yes... ma'am...
As the Fixer dragged the sleepy child to the break room, this child rose from her seat and slowly walked to the windows.
Past the full-glass window is a view of numerous tall-buildings emblematic of the northern architecture. On the streets are people, so far and so small, almost ant-like in the child's eyes, busily walking through their daily lives.
The child sips on her cup of coffee as she reviews the adjusted plan, taking in the view.
So that she could perfect the plan even further using Faust's knowledge.
And the meticulously crafted plan began paying off almost as soon as the contract began in earnest.
H-how's that arm still intact?! We hit 'em with the explosives!
We have been informed that the T Corp. Backstreets Syndicates often make use of inventions of more explosive variety.
Model 40Y-3, specifically crafted to withstand high levels of heat and shock, was indeed a good choice of gear for this contract.
The child's prosthetic eye had already finished mapping out the interiors of the dark warehouse.
Just as she identified the trajectory of the bomb, and where it flew from, she rushed forward and casually swung the two greatswords attached to her prosthetic arms.
And in a slash, their supposed leader's head was separated from his body.
The henchmen began charging toward her and the prosthetic Fixers with swords and spears, but it was all a useless struggle. Whenever they managed to break their arms, the Fixers would simply replace them with new ones.
Let us move a little faster. We have a business meeting scheduled in two hours.
It wasn't long before every single one of the Syndicate's henchmen were on the ground.
However, the child did not even spare a moment to celebrate, and instead walked toward one of the doors of the massive warehouse that the Syndicate was guarding.
A lamp that returns colors... I have never seen one this bright and large. Now the impressive magnitude of the contract sum seems more reasonable.
Just as soon as the door swings open, the sepia-toned room immediately begins filling with brilliantly varied colors.
That spectacular scene was enough to catch the attention of other Fixers as well, who were finishing off the remaining Syndicate henchmen.
This thing is massive. I don't know if we have enough collective horsepower to... you know...
Oi, boss lady. Do we really have to deliver this ourselves?
Of course not. The Devyat' Association has already been contacted and informed that we would like for them to deliver this item to our client.
When the hell did you... mm, nevermind.
Huh, this scuffle wasn't as exciting as I thought it'd be.
Right? I thought we'd struggle because we're all out of our elements here at T Corp. Backstreets.
A grin, of a nigh-unnoticeably slight arc, appeared on her lips as she proudly crossed her arms together. The Office Fixers' response was that of unmitigated respect.
This can all be attributed to Faust's meticulous and flawless plan that eliminates all uncertainties and variables.
And...
Your contributions were also of some help, however minuscule they may have been.
... she did not forget to impart a few words of encouragement, fashioned in her very own unique way of delivering them.