Mm~ What nice weather. Right, so who needed my protection?
HP | 88.0 + (3.05*lvl) |
DEF |
Trigger | Dialogue |
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Identity Acquisition | Mm~ What nice weather. Right, so who needed my protection? |
Morning Greeting | It's no easy feat to wake up early in the morning... But with weather as nice as this, you just feel refreshed when you get up, yeah? |
Afternoon Greeting | For lunch... let's keep it simple with donuts and coffee. What? You're sick of 'em? Too bad, these are the staple diet of a Fixer on stakeout~! |
Evening Greeting | Aw, geez... Can't I take these sunglasses off? I can't see a thing through this dark tint~ |
Chatter #1 | My job~ It's to protect appointed persons. Make sure my client doesn't feel bothered at all~ I can be a natural shield like that. |
Chatter #2 | ...Fuhu, you think I might stand out? Whew~ I'm more worried about the others, really. |
Chatter #3 | A stealth mission like this... ugh, it's too boring... won't anything please happen? |
Post-Uptie Chat 1 | Ah~ You're here? Not used to seeing me wear the Association coat? Well, I have many forms~ |
Post-Uptie Chat 2 | Don't come too close. You'll get blood on you. And that's... not a very good look, is it? |
Idle | Hnnnngh~ Phew. Lemme take a nap for a minute~ |
Uptying | It's good to be recognized~ Hm... Though, I'd prefer better pay for the missions~ |
Deployment | Sunglasses off~ |
Stage Entry | Commencing mission. |
Viewed in Battle | Stay behind my back! |
Commencing Attack | Subduing target! |
Enemy Stagger | Phew~ Did they get knocked out cold? |
Staggered | Oh, oh boy... |
Enemy Killed | Threat, removed~ |
Death | Ah... but... my performance records... |
Check Passed | Heh, that's easy~ |
Check Failed | T-This isn't one of my specialties, y'know... |
Victory Cry | Whew~ That's another smooth-sailing mission! How about we grab a beer on the way back? |
Extra Conditions Fulfilled | A perfect mission! Fuhu, please hire Zwei again! |
Defeat Wail | Crap... Now I've got letters of explanation to write... Sniffle. |
Defensive Breathing
At the start of the combat phase, gain 2 Shield per 1 Poise Count. (Max 20)
Designated Protection
CRIMSON x 3
At the start of the combat phase, 1 ally with the lowest HP percentage gains 1 Shield per 1 Poise Count next turn. (Max 10)
Careful Obstruction
Careful Obstruction
Careful Obstruction
Careful Obstruction
Focused Defense
Focused Defense
Focused Defense
Focused Defense
Subdue Threat
Subdue Threat
Hello~?
…….
I'm talking to you, Heathcliff.
...What.
It's a bright, sunny day in the City.
The child sat on a bench, wearing a pair of pitch black sunglasses.
Next to her was another child, totally confident that he didn't look suspicious in the slightest.
Do you seriously think you don't look suspicious with the way you're acting?
...Long as you don't keep bugging me with the prattle. What, there a problem?
Yeah, I've got a problem. Who reads both pages of a newspaper like that in this day and age?
...Ugh.
If you're going to do that, at least stop peeking over the pages.
You're going to scare our VIP away, 'kay?
The child sighed deeply, belittling her coworker.
The two children were conducting a covert mission. Specifically, it was 'appointed-persons protection', one of the Zwei's job categories.
It's a well-known fact that the Zwei Association specializes in client protection, but their exact methodology isn't so public.
Covert supervision was one of those methodologies: a service for people who want protection without interruption to their daily lives.
Haah... Won't something please happen? Just dawdling here is starting to get boring.
However, the child appears rather disgruntled.
Understandably so, as she was assigned an appointed-persons protection job only because of her proclivity to act naturally in unfamiliar circumstances...
Not because this was what she wanted to do per se.
Ugh... I should've picked a different job. But this looked so cool on paper...
...Perhaps the child wasn't entirely free of fault.
…Hold on, he's on the move.
What? He's supposed to faff around there for another hour or... oi!
The child next to her rose to his feet, crumpling the paper.
Woohoo~ Something's finally happening!
Blimey, speak of the devil...
An excited child and a frustrated child...
The duo subtly strode up behind the VIP.
...Hey.
H-Hey?
You really don't get what's going down, do you?
Look, I'm threatening you right now, got it~?
W-What in the? I'm just here to meet someone for the contract payment...
Meet someone? More like greet my blade. Now, say hello!
A—Ahh...
Alright, hold your horses!
A heavy thwack echoed through the narrow alley.
W—Who are?! Ah… The Zwei?
Yep~ Haven't seen each other since we signed the contract, eh?
Where in the world were you...
Listen, can you stick to the routine you told us before~?
It's not easy being stealthy around you when you veer off your usual course...
Anyways! From this point on, the Zwei's here to protect you!
Heath! Get this lout straight outta here~!
With that, the child stepped in front of the client with her characteristic defensive stance.
Alright, who's up next? Come on out!
Grinning that there was finally something to do.