she's proper, kind, and like I said sweet. defiantly not her Mother's child. can I just take a moment to say it's astonishing Arecia raised these kids. she smokes all day 24/7, she's in your face, and she's kind of down right rude to anyone not in Class Zero. and then there's the kids she brought up like Deuce politely giving direction to a total stranger who happened to get lost of campus. honestly I don't know how she managed to get by all these years without rubbing off of them. pretty sure you can't get personality from genetic??? 

if I really tried I bet I could pick out a piece of her personality out of all 12 of them though.

annnnnnnyway, enough of Mama. let's skip to family. she does love her classmates dearly and holds a positive opinion on each them. that being said I'm sure she can find their faults too. she's very observational and never sees anything as one-sided. she's level head and that's a great thing to have in her character strengths. she records her opinions in her journal:   

Everyone has come together as one, Mother said once. Eight-san’s legs are very fast. No one catch up to him. Trey-san is very knowledgeable about things.  Cater-san has been using magic ever since the start. King-san doesn’t talk much, but he’s very kind. Seven-san is very calm and composed. Queen-san is very smart. Nine-san is able to lead everyone into battle. Sice-san is foul-mouthed, but she’s always protecting everyone. Although Cinque-san is a girl, she has great strength. Jack-san is very interesting, and Ace-san is very good at singing. Next time, I want him to sing for my musical performance. With everyone together, I feel like we can do anything.

from here again. still awesome. still promoting it to those interested in type 0.

'Jack is interesting' made me giggle. she skips right to Ace like she doesn't really care to talk about how he's 'interesting'. poor thing always gets the short end of the stick, kekekeke. Sice got a nice little insult too though so I shouldn't say that I guess. 

you can see that's she not blunt. she mixes the truth in with a little kindness. if she says something bad she offsets it with thing she finds admirable. but I do think that's because she's talking about family. as sweet as she is I can't see her saying anything nice about the Milites.

now, on the infamous scene where Jack calls her scary ('interesting' right??). sweet can turn real fast. Deuce is very serious about battle. her battle style is admittedly the cutest thing ever and one of my favorites but she IS independent. I don't know about anyone else but the Deuce in my game has a tendency to skip wander away from the group. and I know it's not really fair to take away from that since it doesn't have any impact of the story but it just SCREAMS independence to me because everyone else else huddles around one enemy and there's Deuce skipping away, playing her song, and kicking some serious rear end. 

okay okay I wondered from my train of thought. the scene where Ace is about to be attacked and Deuce defends him that's what I was going to talk about. there's this weird thing where everyone thinks she's all buddy buddy with the person attacking them?? she doesn't know Celestia. they aren't friends. they only spoke once before. there isn't anything in the whole world stopping her from going right through Deuce to Ace. she just didn't want Ace to get hurt. 

she's loyal and brave and once again level headed in the face of danger. threaten her friends? she'll take you down or die trying. that's scary. blind loyalty can be scary and dangerous and Deuce knows how to use it. she twisted it into bravery and it worked because Jack is right. she can be scary all for the sake of her family.

okay I'm just a gonna skip to the ending before I start over analyzing her little head gestures ftkiluiiuu.

The air was pungent and intolerable and the sky was drained of it's bright blue. No, there was no hope in the sky today. Because today it came down a dingy red. A color Cinque was all too accommodated with. The color of blood long forgotten. Shriveled up and dried, left on many a fallen solider's clothes. What were his final moments like? Had he reached out for help? Had he been ignored? Was he forgotten where he lie all because that blood, the blood that was still gushing out, had sealed his fate?  

As she dwelled on this one fallen solider many appeared. Out of thin air these dying men came. All reaching out. All groaning. All searching for their last words. The ghastly glow of phantoma oozed off of them. Some on it came closer to her but mostly of it swirled dark and ominous in the air. A solid figure formed in the middle of it. Cinque wanted to run. She tried. But there her feet stayed plastered where she stood. Surrounded by dying men and this new emerging figure she tried to scream. Call for help. Her mouth opened. Her heart pounded in her chest. The pain in her throat that came with screaming was there. But nothing came out.

Surely, no one would come she thought. But suddenly a figure appeared in front of her. There was Number Two, something had carried her into existence on this barren plain and with her arrival came the War God Alexander out of the phantoma as if they were destined to face each other here and now. The thing all these men were dying for. He blocked out the dingy red sky that had seemingly began this whole thing. She cursed that sky. That horrible, horrible cursed sky.

Ah, Deuce~!! 

A yawn escaped the tall student’s mouth as he stretched his arms high up into the air. Passive eyes shifted to look out the window of the airship, observing the landscape beneath them for their destination. Recently there had been an attack on one of their camps that surprised and overwhelmed the soldiers stationed there. Because of how die the situation was he wasn’t given any time to prepare or think before being shipped out to the site.