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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify] What do you imagine other characters' voices as?


    For example, I imagine Euron as Geralt from the Witcher series >.> (youtube him, if you don't know who that is).[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]That is gold, especially when comparing with the actual seiyuu.
    Kosuke toriumi is half the reason I fell in love with... chose Saito in the play through.


    And that actually does work for Okita, although I just imagine the in-game voice. [/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify] The wolf had been bored for once in his life, and had decided to put his two talents to some use - swords and crafting. He had spent about a day or longer on this, intently working on the project as he often did once focusing on something, and after this extended period of time left his room to make his way to the main hall. In his mouth he carried a sword in a sheathe, currently regular looking, yet on the inside one would find an expertly designed and forged blade in the shape of a feather (individual strands and all). Of course he had done it just out of boredom. There was no other reason, such as a secret apology.


    //we need a ship for these two...[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]He had seen the kill, and there was a small tilt of a smile as he approached behind Basil. His eyes lingered on the katana for a moment, and for a second he was tempted to ask for a spar, however decided that despite Linx's adept skills the wolf wouldn't just yet. "Good work," he muttered gruffly, the only compliment the feline would probably ever receive from the Ranger as he sat down, glancing momentarily at the panicking panda, then the dead body. [/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]Was it already time for a meeting? It sure flew when you were having... fun. It didn't seem quite right though, so with a mental shrug the wolf approached to 'gather' around Euron, slightly pleased to be the first one there. [/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]Great; others had to approach him as well at this very moment. Since when did they ask him what he was doing? Ah well. Giving Okita and Kenma a fleeting, impassive gaze, he turned to Basil and placed the sword in front of him, shuffling uncomfortably as he stepped back. "I was bo-" he paused, unwilling to make a rhyming couplet of 'bored' and 'sword', and cleared his throat. "I had time, and decided to make a sword. You can keep it, if you'd like." Everyone else seemed to have a weapon, and he wouldn't allow the panda to walk around with some random swords given halfheartedly by Euron. [/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify] Of course in the wolf's subconscious mind the tackle-hug was an attack rather than a show of gratitude, so with a panicked widening of his eyes the male teleported, appearing behind the other Ranger. At least he seemed happy; it was so easy to please others these days, especially those who found material objects of any value. He shouldn't be talking though, considering his obsession with swords. And Saisil was weird - it was like Sasil, or Baito or something. "Glad to hear it."[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]I'm not really sure. He tries to be stoic, impartial and rude, but really cares about everyone a lot.[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]I like the idea.


    Saito would probably be clueless until the last minute, though cx[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]He still hadn't forgotten when the ghost took his sword (nor Kenma's problem, of course). Walking over with a scowl he sat down beside Basil, glaring at the door as if he expected his hostility to open it. Not that it would - he had already learnt that the hard way and had to bruises to prove it.[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]Egypt...? That was one place he had heard of but had no experience of. It didn't sound to nice either, really. "Why not." He grumbled, the tone contrasting with his words as the wolf looked up from his cup of tea to acknowledge Basil. The panda had just appeared out of nowhere - quite disconcerting to the lupine, but not the most unusual thing that he had seen happen. At least perhaps he'd get a decent story, and hopefully an explanation for all the feathers now drifting around dangerously near his drink.[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]His gaze lingered on Linx for a moment as the wolf approached, concerned for the youngster despite his expression. He didn't spare much time on that though, soon turning to the visitor in silence. Delaney. He recognised her, didn't he? Or maybe not... hm. It wouldn't be the first time that he had forgotten someone, although as usual he had the inkling of the possibility. She clearly knew the others, but that wasn't anything new either. Huh.[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]That didn't sound too good to him. Their aim was to have a few close allies, yet this femme made it seem as though they would break it off at any sign of weakness. The name sounded interesting though, even if the explanation was a bit confusing. "What can you offer us?" he then asked bluntly as he sat down with the others, gaze impassive as he watched. He simply wanted an answer, then a verdict from Euron as quickly as possible, and hopefully he could soon go back to reading.[/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]He had been sifting through a bunch of his things, when all of a sudden came upon an object with circularly cut glass. It had taken him a while to figure out what they were for, but was now sitting happily in his usual place by the fire, reading a book with a pair of spectacles on his muzzle. Oh yes, this was a lot better. He had never considered himself blind since he had no idea of such a thing, yet apparently his eyesight wasn't the best since wearing the glasses had immediately made his reading time much less painful. It was convenient that they correlated exactly with his eyes, but perhaps there was something to it since they had been with his stuff. Curious, very curious. Was it the ghost? Nah - he had never heard of the ghost being nice.[/justify][/fancypost]