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Four individuals stand together, each inspecting matching devices. They have a complicated look to them, being designed similarly to phones on one hand and on the other, clearly having some sort of area for several somethings to be fit into different slots. Perhaps that is the "combat" aspect of the device. There's very little explanation in this particular memory.
Pink-haired girl: Whoa... "Lancelot": I can feel it working. Black-haired man: Now that you've set your master quartz, you're synched with your ARCUS units. You should be able to notice a significant difference in combat. "Lancelot": All right. Pink-haired girl: Oookay, now this is new.
Three of the four appear to be wearing matching outfits in shades of blue, with a horned-lion's crest on the shoulder of their uniform. It has a very sharp, military feel to it. The other appears to be older-- although perhaps not by much.
Two unfamiliar voices speak in from above using a well-designed communications system. One of them a dry, sarcastic older man and the other a young girl with a flustered voice.
Loudspeaker (Old Man): How long do you intend to keep me waiting? Black-haired man: Sorry, Professor. We're ready.
He explains that they will be beginning on Floor B1 of "Einhell Keep", the smooth structure they seem be inside. Apparently this is considered "Level 0". From the way everyone involved seems to be confused it's fair to say this might be the first time they've ever done this. The term "Class VII: Special Operations" comes up as well. It's fair to say that is the name of this small group and that they are currently being tested.
With the pull of a lever, they're all taken through a trap door. The white-haired girl and black-haired man are able to catch themselves on the ledge before they fall. "Lancelot" and the pink-haired girl are not so lucky. And the result, when the other two catch up is the sight of a rather unfortunate... incident. Thoroughly unfortunate for both the young man and the young woman. When he comes to, he realizes that he's in a precarious situation, although he remains calm.
"Lancelot": Ummm... it was Juna, correct? Pink-haired girl: Huh? Juna: ... "Lancelot": My apologies, but if you could move... It's not that you're heavy, but I'm having trouble breathing. Juna: ...!
When the girl realizes... well. She isn't nearly as calm. In fact, despite his best efforts his calm nature only seems to upset her more.
Juna: Rrrgghh...! "Lancelot": I assure you, I didn't intend for this to happen. Then again, I suppose intent is irrelevant. I won't make any further excuses. You may hit me if it'll make you feel better. Juna: Ha... Hahah... How VERY admirable of you. You being so calm about it just pisses me off even more... so I think I'll take you up on that!
The names of everyone present have come up at one point or another. Instructor Rean... Altina... Juna...
Einhell Keep Level 0... Begin!!
Four individuals stand together, each inspecting matching devices. They have a complicated look to them, being designed similarly to phones on one hand and on the other, clearly having some sort of area for several somethings to be fit into different slots. Perhaps that is the "combat" aspect of the device. There's very little explanation in this particular memory.
Pink-haired girl: Whoa...
"Lancelot": I can feel it working.
Black-haired man: Now that you've set your master quartz, you're synched with your ARCUS units. You should be able to notice a significant difference in combat.
"Lancelot": All right.
Pink-haired girl: Oookay, now this is new.
Three of the four appear to be wearing matching outfits in shades of blue, with a horned-lion's crest on the shoulder of their uniform. It has a very sharp, military feel to it. The other appears to be older-- although perhaps not by much.
Two unfamiliar voices speak in from above using a well-designed communications system. One of them a dry, sarcastic older man and the other a young girl with a flustered voice.
Loudspeaker (Old Man): How long do you intend to keep me waiting?
Black-haired man: Sorry, Professor. We're ready.
He explains that they will be beginning on Floor B1 of "Einhell Keep", the smooth structure they seem be inside. Apparently this is considered "Level 0". From the way everyone involved seems to be confused it's fair to say this might be the first time they've ever done this. The term "Class VII: Special Operations" comes up as well. It's fair to say that is the name of this small group and that they are currently being tested.
With the pull of a lever, they're all taken through a trap door. The white-haired girl and black-haired man are able to catch themselves on the ledge before they fall. "Lancelot" and the pink-haired girl are not so lucky. And the result, when the other two catch up is the sight of a rather unfortunate... incident. Thoroughly unfortunate for both the young man and the young woman. When he comes to, he realizes that he's in a precarious situation, although he remains calm.
"Lancelot": Ummm... it was Juna, correct?
Pink-haired girl: Huh?
Juna: ...
"Lancelot": My apologies, but if you could move... It's not that you're heavy, but I'm having trouble breathing.
Juna: ...!
When the girl realizes... well. She isn't nearly as calm. In fact, despite his best efforts his calm nature only seems to upset her more.
Juna: Rrrgghh...!
"Lancelot": I assure you, I didn't intend for this to happen. Then again, I suppose intent is irrelevant. I won't make any further excuses. You may hit me if it'll make you feel better.
Juna: Ha... Hahah... How VERY admirable of you. You being so calm about it just pisses me off even more... so I think I'll take you up on that!
The names of everyone present have come up at one point or another. Instructor Rean... Altina... Juna...
All except his own.