B. Curti Center [As much as he'd like to go tearing off into the wilds to find out why he's here and how to find a way back that would be reckless. He doesn't do reckless. Shiro takes advantage of the researchers excitement to ask anything he can about the world and get pointed towards maps and further information. He hasn't seen hide nor hair of his team so far.
But if they're here, they'll go looking for answers too. He sits down in plain view of anyone passing by, but enough out of the way to not be a hindrance. He pauses his reading any time anyone really lost comes by.]
Hey, if you need the maps or something else, I've got a few of them right here.
[Eventually he has to turn in. He doesn't want to but, he'd be useless if he just worked himself into the ground. When guided to the place he has to stay and share with others he holds out a hand to his new roommates.]
Hey, looking like we're selected to share this space. Anything I need to know to make it easier on you?
D. Guilds [Jobs are the way to get power here. Power that could help him explore and protect others. He'd weighed his options and considered what he felt would serve him best. Thus he stepped off the airship and made his way through Von Oktavia to the guild of Paladins.
It's been a while since he signed papers and went through all the red tape of getting into a job. He can't help feeling a little lost when his guide directs him into the introductory lectures.
On the bright side he's used to armor. The problem? He's not used to heavy swords. At first training with a heavy sword or spear is awkward. He swings too hard and his strokes aren't as accurate as they would be if he used his arm. The spear is worse.
Judging the distance between himself and a target is a bit harder than he wants it to be. Still when facing off against someone else he smiles just a bit.] Looks like I'm your opponent today. I'll do what I can to be a match for you.
[Going to Safer Osu to become a dragoon is a lot easier. By now he knows what to expect. Or he thought he did. Lighter armor is fine. Jumping way high? Not so much. Maybe one is out training or chatting with others on the practice field. A dragoon hits the ground like a hammer, spear driven into the ground with a bit more force than necessary. The helmet is shove up enough to talk, revealing a shock of white hair and a sheepish expression.]
Sorry, getting used to the jumps. Didn't mean to startle.
F. Side Quest You okay? [Shiro has planted himself firmly on a ledge and cautiously driven his spear into the rocks of a cliff. It was either that or jump down into unknown territory and he'd learned the hard way how bad that could be here.]
Just grab my hand and I'll get you out of here. [He risks a glance below at the writhing, stinking, horrible mess of tentacles and teeth below them. For the uptenth time he reminds himself that he signed up for this. Not knowing what Malboros are is entirely his error.]
...as quietly as I can. Seriously, try not to wake that thing up.
H. Mognet strike Really? You're just going to- [An irritated sigh issues forth from the Paladin standing by the public boards. He'd meant to send a message to a team he'd signed up to complete a quest with.
The the moogles decided no one was getting instant messages anywhere. He frowns up at the boards and glances around.]
...this better not last as long as last time. [Or he'd miss the window to get details for what they were facing on this quest into the wilderness.]
Wildcard [Got ideas in mind? Shoot me a pm and we can plot something out for a specific top level!]
Takashi 'Shiro' Shirogane | Voltron: LD
[As much as he'd like to go tearing off into the wilds to find out why he's here and how to find a way back that would be reckless. He doesn't do reckless. Shiro takes advantage of the researchers excitement to ask anything he can about the world and get pointed towards maps and further information. He hasn't seen hide nor hair of his team so far.
But if they're here, they'll go looking for answers too. He sits down in plain view of anyone passing by, but enough out of the way to not be a hindrance. He pauses his reading any time anyone really lost comes by.]
Hey, if you need the maps or something else, I've got a few of them right here.
[Eventually he has to turn in. He doesn't want to but, he'd be useless if he just worked himself into the ground. When guided to the place he has to stay and share with others he holds out a hand to his new roommates.]
Hey, looking like we're selected to share this space. Anything I need to know to make it easier on you?
D. Guilds
[Jobs are the way to get power here. Power that could help him explore and protect others. He'd weighed his options and considered what he felt would serve him best. Thus he stepped off the airship and made his way through Von Oktavia to the guild of Paladins.
It's been a while since he signed papers and went through all the red tape of getting into a job. He can't help feeling a little lost when his guide directs him into the introductory lectures.
On the bright side he's used to armor. The problem? He's not used to heavy swords. At first training with a heavy sword or spear is awkward. He swings too hard and his strokes aren't as accurate as they would be if he used his arm. The spear is worse.
Judging the distance between himself and a target is a bit harder than he wants it to be. Still when facing off against someone else he smiles just a bit.] Looks like I'm your opponent today. I'll do what I can to be a match for you.
[Going to Safer Osu to become a dragoon is a lot easier. By now he knows what to expect. Or he thought he did. Lighter armor is fine. Jumping way high? Not so much. Maybe one is out training or chatting with others on the practice field. A dragoon hits the ground like a hammer, spear driven into the ground with a bit more force than necessary. The helmet is shove up enough to talk, revealing a shock of white hair and a sheepish expression.]
Sorry, getting used to the jumps. Didn't mean to startle.
F. Side Quest
You okay? [Shiro has planted himself firmly on a ledge and cautiously driven his spear into the rocks of a cliff. It was either that or jump down into unknown territory and he'd learned the hard way how bad that could be here.]
Just grab my hand and I'll get you out of here. [He risks a glance below at the writhing, stinking, horrible mess of tentacles and teeth below them. For the uptenth time he reminds himself that he signed up for this. Not knowing what Malboros are is entirely his error.]
...as quietly as I can. Seriously, try not to wake that thing up.
H. Mognet strike
Really? You're just going to- [An irritated sigh issues forth from the Paladin standing by the public boards. He'd meant to send a message to a team he'd signed up to complete a quest with.
The the moogles decided no one was getting instant messages anywhere. He frowns up at the boards and glances around.]
...this better not last as long as last time. [Or he'd miss the window to get details for what they were facing on this quest into the wilderness.]
Wildcard
[Got ideas in mind? Shoot me a pm and we can plot something out for a specific top level!]