Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20161029044540/@comment-24617443-20161101023436

Standing at the rightmost side of the assembled group of huntsmen, her hands crossed with a displeased look on her face, was the youngest of the indiviuals.

Looking at Wysteria, from the helmet covering almost everything of her head save for her mouth, the unnecessary amounts of clamps and belts tying her limbs together, and the weak and frail complexion of someone experiencing malnutrition. Everything about Wysteria made Artoria feel depressed, especially when she speaks like there's absolutely nothing wrong.

Artoria shook her head, this was no time to feel down. Whatever she did it must've been terrible, and she's probably a sort of serial killer or did a really heinous crime to get her to be like that. But...

She's so young, and the treatment's a little too cruel don't ya' think?

Deciding to glance at the other people who came to the location to refresh her mind, she assessed that they're all at least 21 years old and have already gotten their licenses. Heck, there's probably a veteran or two in this group. This would mean only one thing, Artoria's probably the only undergraduate right now. Great...

Artoria made a wry smile upon this revelation. She took this job because of the surprisingly high paycheck and she didn't mind the challenge, but she didn't expect the job to be this high-end. Hopefully, the capturing isn't gonna be that difficult, especially with these professionals being here.

Artoria froze for a few seconds before facepalming.

"Did I just jinx it.", the musician said to herself as the man with the cigar asked the girl how much the pay is gonna be.