send “weaponmaster” and a weapon

     What was up with this thing? The length was insane–definitely as tall, if not taller than Nero himself. The length gave the impression it would be awkward to hold. Balancing it into a stance would be extremely difficult, and swinging it without letting it fly out of his hand was probably an entirely different challenge. Nero couldn’t imagine anyone putting it to good use, but…

aesthetically, he’s digging it. long hair and lean frame, he’s digging it. although, he supposes there’s something about this guy that screams ‘he could kill you just by looking at you the wrong way,’ but...he’s digging it. Titus doesn’t think their personalities would fit, at all, but let’s face it-- he wouldn’t mind finding out if his sword wasn’t the only long thing he had.

Of course, anyone that uttered that to someone like this would likely be soon in many, many pieces. He’d seen some of it first hand after all. But will all his power back, Kazuya really wasn’t scared.

In fact, he probably would have said it even if he was at nothing again.

“Where ya been? Place has been quiet without you around you know.”

Whether ripping someone to shreds with machine guns or facing the looming threat of their own demise, sentry turrets were always calm, polite and even a little childish. And despite her own claims of being different, in that area Oracle Turret was no exception. So although this man was heavy with an aura that reminded her of Prometheus, an emanation of terror that promised to crush her like scrap...

She gave him a cheerful smile and even a little wave.