Amarcian Technician

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          “Shotstaff, huh? Cool– and well… it’s more Ruby than me, really. She’s my little sister, actually, and I swear I’m pretty sure she likes weapons more than she does people sometimes.” All the time, actually, but she’s certain that isn’t the right thing to say. “You said you designed it yourself? That’s kind of a thing, back where we’re from! At least, it is if you’re a Huntsman. How long’d it take you to get right?”

&&--Pascal couldn’t help but laugh a little at Yang’s comment about her younger sister, Ruby. Pascal could see somewhat a similarity between the two of them. Pascal also had an older sister who somewhat looked out for her meanwhile Pascal often had her head into her research more than she did her friends in the past. It had gotten better over time, but still; it was pretty bad. “I understand that though; I kind of was like that at some point myself.” She chuckled a little. Pascal nodded to the question and grinned a little, that sounded interesting to her-- that there were other people who made their own weapons as well. In Pascal’s home a majority of people just tended to buy swords and such to use; Pascal of course had to be different. “Uhhh how long? I’d say not long at all. Back home they got kind of popular too since other people made some themselves to sell. Only some people could really use them to their full potential.” You could say that Pascal was a trendsetter... sort of.

A small laugh and the idol shook her head. “Sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean to get so gloomy! We should make the best of a situation like this!” Another smile and laugh. “So, Pascal, anything you want to do?”

“Uh! I actually don’t really know much about this eternity thinger so maybe we could just get to know each other yeah?” Pascal suggested, lowering her arm and grinning a bit to the girl.

She paused in her steps, giving a glance back as an ear flicked in response to the other’s words. Was she up to pretending to be a friendly cat today? This person seemed rather energetic, and sometimes it meant getting a rough petting. There wasn’t much that excited her about people who seemed so cheery, either. She gave a few thoughtful blinks, opting to not move forward, but not leaving either. It was as if she was giving the other a tentative chance.

☆ | Pascal took the cat not moving as a sign of her saying yes, which in turn caused Pascal to cheer a bit to herself. She clapped her hands together and smiled even more so than she previously had. Stepping closer Pascal held out a gloved hand as she reached out toward the cat; soon she was lightly petting the cat’s head as she smiled. Despite her personality, Pascal was gentle with animals at least. “Ahh, you’re so soft kitty!” She chimed happily.

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“Yeah y’got yerself a point there I guess...” The girl paused, wow this snow-like-white haired woman reminded Pascal so much of her sister Fourier... now she kind of missed her. “I’ll go ta sleep if that’ll make you happy then.”

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Celty assumed she’d be asked something like directions, to be honest. After all, she very much did the same thing when she got here, but she’d just wait until she was actually asked a question before trying to properly answer it. It’d be weird if she just offered directions if that wasn’t what the girl wanted to ask, right?

You could have just stopped at asking what it was Pascal, no need to go into a spiel you know... but alas that was just how Pascal was; she tended to beat around the bush often. Regardless; Pascal couldn’t help but be overly curious about her predicament and where she now must reside.

      “Oh, cool staff! Is it a weapon?” She really hoped the answer was yes– there was something about this girl’s demeanor that said she might get along pretty well with Ruby. “Cause if so, boy do I have somebody you gotta meet!”

☆ | “My shotstaff you mean?” Pascal asked, holding out the rod. A huge grin soon crept over her lips as she chuckled a little. “Yeah! It’s called, as I said, a shotstaff! I kind of engineered it myself-- it can shoot and wack things!” She chuckled a bit more, she was happy that someone was interested in her weapon. “I’m guessing you and yer friend have a thing for weapons?”