With impeccable swiftness… I will render them silent.
HP | 82.0 + (2.82*lvl) |
DEF |
Trigger | Dialogue |
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Identity Acquisition | With impeccable swiftness… I will render them silent. |
Morning Greeting | The morning is always quiet. It’s also a surprisingly viable time for assassination due to the lack of passersby. |
Afternoon Greeting | Is there anything you want to say? I can afford a moment to hear it. |
Evening Greeting | The moonlight scatters… This is an opportune day for blending into the shade. |
Chatter #1 | I’m always watching, Manager. Just call when you need something. |
Chatter #2 | Give me my next target. I’ll make quick work of them. |
Chatter #3 | Heathcliff has been irritating me lately… Though, I can’t deny that he brings serviceable results with him. This note? …It’s nothing to worry about. |
Post-Uptie Chat 1 | Where I used to be… would things have gone differently if you were there with us? Could that hell have been… somewhat bearable? |
Post-Uptie Chat 2 | I favor the color red. A deeper hue bespeaks an unstopping hemorrhage and briskly arriving demise. …Plus, it’s the color of your head, too. |
Idle | Executive Manager…? Do you really think you can hide from me? |
Uptying | I’ll repay the favor with my performance, now that it’s more reliable and efficient. |
Deployment | An equal fate to all. |
Stage Entry | Is that my target? Should be easy. |
Viewed in Battle | You aren’t supposed to visit me in the middle of a mission… |
Commencing Attack | Unseen by any. |
Enemy Stagger | I’ll render you silent next. |
Staggered | Ah! |
Enemy Killed | Total silence. |
Ally Death | Huff… You’d have been fine if you stayed hidden. |
Check Passed | Wouldn’t even count as a low rank mission. |
Check Failed | I’m sure I told you the likelihood of success for this mission… |
Victory Cry | A predetermined conclusion. What’s my next mission? |
Extra Conditions Fulfilled | That was a smooth battle. I was able to see through all the enemy’s weaknesses. |
Defeat Wail | Was I too fast for everyone else to follow? |
Walking the Line of Death
At less than 50% HP, gain 1 additional Poise from skills.
Strife
VIOLET x 2
1 ally with the least HP gains +2 counter skill final Power.
Flying Sword
Flying Sword
Flying Sword
Flying Sword
Flashing Strike
Flashing Strike
Flashing Strike
Flashing Strike
Catch Breath
Catch Breath
I ought to say something…
The child mumbled to herself, biting her lip.
Frustration had taken hold of her heart for a long while.
The director she worked under was pushing unrealistic goals, and to top things off, her coworker had a temper that couldn’t be any less suited for her Association’s line of work.
Ugh…
In the middle of dressing an opened wound, the child groaned; there might just be more to her sough than the pain.
There’s sure to be a good chunk of people in the City who would sympathize with her woes…
All those experiences she had during her time of flitting around the City.
Even after acquiring her Fixer license, she took on chores and odd jobs at the lowest positions, all of which must have seemed inefficient and unreasonable for her.
Those lowly duties weren’t easy by any means, either.
It’s right in the job description that Fixers get their hands dirty, sure, but even they have things they’d rather avoid.
This bandage-swathed child undertook such undesirable tasks.
Perhaps that’s why she was able to join the Shi Association.
When she had woken up in a hospital after narrowly avoiding death on a perilous mission, she found a letter of recruitment from the Association at her bedside.
Didn’t expect to meet the director like that, though…
Just as she was grumbling, she heard a loud voice from the room next to her.
…I said!!
It was full of genuine rage, something the child had never heard out of her director before.
I am rightly baffled by the ridiculous orders you issue whilst my juniors are in enough agony!
The child quietly placed her ear to the door, the voice becoming much clearer as she did so.
‘Tis against my will to reprimand my good men! Do you have any idea how it rendeth my guts to goad them with empty words?!
……
The irritation in the child’s mind made way for emerging thoughts.
At that, she took quiet steps away from the door and back to her quarters.
“I thought I’d become a rather experienced Fixer by now, but I guess I haven’t changed so much after all.”
Arriving to that conclusion…
Fhuu…
The child let out a deep sigh.