Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20170323015409

"Do not apologize." Humita replied. "Everyone has thier own viewpoint, and all hold some validity."

"For the Sahali, we see the human psycology as consisting of two parts: the Beast, and what is best translated as, the Machine."

"The Beast represents your instinct, your feelings, your gut. It is where the majority of your strength or determination is drawn from. That sense in the back of your head that something is terribly wrong or the second wind you get in a long drawn battle, that is the Beast refusing to die." she spoke, pointing at the intricately carved muscles of the creature. "But the Beast has its flaws; the lack of discipline is the foremost. I believe Lucina has already told you about our concept of the Pain-Body; the beast is incredibly suspectible to that parasite."

"The Machine is the polar opposite; precise, controlled, and logical. It's what 'tool' you are in a sense and it's how many people are able to perform incredibly daunting tasks that the normal person does not have the stomach for. Soldiers, Firefighters, people like them all rely on thier Machine to do the job." the Elder continured her lecture, now motioning towards the sleek flat lines of the rest of the figure. "for the Machine, it's flaws are just how gullible it is; when you kill a Grimm, who gets the credit? You or your blade?"

"Unfortunatly, many see the differences between the Beast and the Machine as an eternal conflict. They falsely belive the two cannot co-exist when they can. The Machine uses its skill and precision to get whatever job it has done while the Beast provides the determination and instinct to cover the Machine's shortcomings. You musn't restrain the Beast nor break the Machine; let the two work together and see your potential skyrocket."

Humita finally turned to Osiris and placed her hand on her shoulder. The Elder closed her eyes and her light-yellow Aura briefly flickered.

"I belive I know why you interpreted this carving as a battle between a Grimm and a Robot. It is what is happening in here" she pointed at Osiris's heart. "Master may have taught you that the Beast and Machine cannot co-exist, that you must restrain your emotions and follow his orders without fear. Now that he is gone, your Beast may be free, but its rage is causing much collateral damage..."

"The next day, some of those same troops were wondering where the kids went and I was only about 22, so not as skilled as I thought I was. It didn't take long for them to figure out it was me; unfortunatly I was only a huntress contracted by the military and not an actual service member so thier words held more wieght than mine." as she spoke, Lucina took a seat on one of the benchs on the walk.

"Our arguement got to the CO's desk and he made me a deal: I run to the settlement and bring him back some ale or I get to recount every last bullet in the supply dump as punishment. I chose the former. While in the town, the innkeeper came to me and asked if I knew a female ram faunus of about 15 years. I responded yes and he let me know that she and the children had found the actual relief workers in town. I was so happy, I didn't even care that I had been blackmailed into making a booze run for my commander."

"When I got back to the camp, the CO pulled me into his tent, took the bottle I had, and told me I did the right thing getting that girl out of our camp; the booze run was just a distraction. We're still friends after that incident."

Accepting the handshake, "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Silverwood. My name is Breccia Hargreave." the Raccoon replied, hiding her slight shock at how casual Wolfe was. Beverly on the other hand, showed no such aversion being a former gangster herself.

"Beverly Kix, Director Hargreave's bodyguard for today." she said, shaking the faunus's hand before going back to keeping watch.

"Please excuse me." Hargreave said as she pressed a button on her watch. "I'd like to record this for my understudy who cannot be here with us in person. Unlike myself and Ms. Kix, fully disarming is not as efficient for her. I hope it's no trouble."

"Which alias of yours would you prefer we use?"