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[justamercenaryman]

[ after a few attempts to figure this network out (mostly involving threatening the IT staff), here's Navarre. He looks slightly annoyed and someone amused at the same time, but at least he looks nice. He's got some gorgeous long hair too and a long red robe, visible as he stands some distance from the web cam (else he'd break another on and probably yell at the IT staff again). ]

Interesting device. Hardly practical as it can't even withstand a small strike from a blade. Hmph.

Anyway. My job here is to teach a blades class. Students. Don't slack off or you might lose a finger. I am not responsible for idiocy.

Comments

[boo_blimp_babe]

You're gonna teach a class and you can't even figure out a simple as shit system like this? Oh aren't we just blessed!

[Hello teacher, have one of the resident bitches troublemakers.]

[thewunderkind]

Oh goodie. Someone else obsessed with swords. Never bring a sword to a gun fight, I always say.

[receiveyou]

Playin' with live blades, eh? Sounds like a fun time.

[aestheticemblem]

[This is...

Really quite glorious. Marth knows Navarre from what he'd deem paces and paces away. If there were any doubt, then the voice and the unenthused tone gives it away.]

Navarre! When did you get here?

[Oh, well, well. It seems in the midst of saving princesses Marth's been neglecting the network...]