Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27825329-20140219053645/@comment-27825329-20140219232901

Well, that certainly hadn't taken long. The dark-skinned teen stood, letting the old Dust cartridge eject out of Millefolia and snapping a new one into place. Firmly, he took Thorald's hand, "Valiant Kaiser," he introduced amicably, "I'm sure you know who I am."

Anselm Valiant Kaiser, one of the two heirs to the Kaiser Conglomerate, the biggest and most cutthroat dust-powered arms development and manufacturing company in the world. He'd found a few students that didn't know who he was, but they tended to be the weaker, less ambitious ones. Many people were surprised that he was so level-headed, especially if they'd met his older sister first, considering her obsessions with the occult and her penchant for causing chaos. What they didn't realize was that he had to be level-headed to handle the discord of his home life.

He released Thorald's hand and strode over to the middle of the courtyard. Since his NUI-DPM would be calibrating, he'd need to compensate for the lack of thought interpretation on the device's part. He'd done it before, but he usually did this with Moira or Spectral, both of whom always went easy on him. This would be an experience.

"Let's see what you've got."