DEAD-END SHOT.

EUSTACE ⚡ GRANBLUE FANTASY

[a certain stealth man vc] hhrnggh colonel

part of an organization called society that hunts down & seals powerful entities.  he was considered as a top favorite solely bc he follows orders to a T and is a no-nonsense member, usually armed to the teeth

then everything changed when he met danchou and co.  now he’s a society operative who will turn down his duty if it means protecting them.

is a stickler for peace and quiet; it’s all he ever wants.  ironically, he’ll drift towards noise and then complain about it.  loud folk do not interact.  

don’t let his abrasive attitude and dark looks fool you, this man is a bonafide softie.  for one, he absolutely goes baby when it comes to dogs.

if given the opportunity, he can also be a tease.  

but more importantly: dogs ????  he’ll pet them all.  no matter what it takes

and while on the canine topic, he’s an erune, which explains the fuzzy fox-like ears on his head, too.  

the erune’s fingers twitch at his side, desperate to bury them into their soft coats.  he tries to will composure but cannot help taking a step closer.

       “ are they ... yours ? ”   eustace asks haltingly, betraying his stoic expression.  canines are just too fluffy to resist.  so he questions again, practically spoken under his breath,   “ can i pet them ? ”

yet, he is caught mid-bite by a presence that comes forth like an ominous wind, who blows and settles in his space.  eustace hardly needs to spare them the attention to understand the change in the air.  without flamek, without any weapon, confrontation is futile.  though he remains poised, ready to retaliate should the need be.

      “ i long for peace and quiet ... ”   he starts, trying to keep the disgust from his face.  eustace drops the utensil back down onto the plate with an exhale, one sounding closer to a growl.  a glare then follows suit towards belial just at the edge of his vision.   “ you are a nuisance.  get lost. ”

      “━━and looking leisurely, given the circumstances.”   this entire situation has him standing in the dark, and the search for information is crucial.  but that was not all.  his holsters are empty, stripped away, save for the sorry excuse of a weapon that is the bb gun.   “ flamek is ... ! ”

a hand tightens into a fist at his side, eyes steeling with a sharp glint.  

      “ explain,”   eustace barks.   “ tell me exactly what’s going on, ilsa. ”

OOC.   with hopes this shows up in the tags, here is a starter call !  i’m going to leave it uncapped for the time being.  they’ll likely be on the shorter side, too.  but in the event it gets traction, i may be selective or just cap it.