XD Teaser teaser teaser!
Nevermind, I have a few hours free, so let's see if I can possibly finish this damn chapter. ;____; omg. I never expected to find the answers I was looking for in my religion class. Apparently true friends will be there for you no matter how stupid you've been or something, OTL. <3 I'm happy it was only 4 years, as my Dynarel professor says, because it would be worse if it was 10. >:U
So I guess I should wait for him to come back to me? rofl. Anyway, even without him I still have...296+ friends, including northy? IDK what my relationship with anton is. WHAT IS IT, ANTON? o__O;; oh and btw northy Karl says that yes, we can go with him if we're all going to hell one day♥
So moving onnn~ Below you is a summary of Road Kamelot's statistics. :> I'm so obsessed with this character and her evil/happy plane it isn't even funny. o.o idk why but I felt like putting this here. &also I now weigh 177 pounds--lost 10 due to exercise n'diet n shit like that q_______q but now oddly after eating lunch I feel too full to eat dinner/breakfast. Weirddd.
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Road Kamelot's Personality Bar
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Education: 3
Human (interaction/ability to get on with humans?): 1
Combat strength: 5
Mental strength/Spirit/Willpower(?): 4
Flexibility/Softness/Willingness to bend(?): 4
Physical Contact(?): 5
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And this is Browning's Personality Bar. I somehow feel like the deeper I like this series the weirder I become, otl. q___q
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Education: 3
Human (interaction/ability to get on with humans): 2
Combat Strength: 5
Mental Strength/Spirit/Willpower: 4
Flexibility/Softness/Willingness to bend: 1 (she does not like change.)
Physical Contact: 5
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And now without further ado (well maybe) here's the full chapter of Nagant x Browning!
Title: The Missing Chapter That Never Was (But Appears After 9,000 years)
Involves: The Top 8, overused word 'Batch', and cats.
Summary: "It's the first of many Thursdays, guys. Let's do thi--wait, where's Browning?" Garand asked, looking at Nagant expectantly. One elegant eyebrow arched straight up, his lovely eyes glittering in the sun. "Am I her personal butler? I don't need to keep up with where she is, Garand." Garand stared at Nagant coldly and said sharply, "We're friends off the ACP court and after hours, and in between classes. Don't forget your place, Nagant. She is your partner. Find her." Nagant sighed.
Thursdays meant a lot of things to a lot of people. But for the seniors at Rosenrot Academy, it meant shedding their individual, unique, uniform-clad selves and becoming one of the Philippine's perfect soldiers.
Of course, only a small portion actually wanted to become soldiers. The others acted because they had no choice.
Garand laced up his black boots, shiny and new. He sighed with distaste. His mentors all had scuffed, dirtied shoes because they wore them regularly. His would be the same after lovingly abusing them on the field as he inspected each batchmate, running and being one with them.
It would also be the very first time he would use his special "ACP" voice. Rosenrot didn't believe in the navy or the army. They believed in the air force.
"MIGGLEEEEEESSSSSSS~" Browning's hyper voice rang inside the Corps office, her domain and where all the other officers were crowding around, trying to get everything ready for today. Patricia laughed as Browning tackled Miguel. He was usually strict when it came to relationships within their small circle, especially when ACP time was near.
"Oi, Tiny, stop it--my uniform's getting all wrinkled!" He protested, but he was smiling. Browning still hadn't taken off her cat-ear jacket, but she was wearing her uniform underneath. Margaretha Kathryn Browning gave her friend one more squeeze before unzipping her jacket, revealing that she did, in fact wear her complete uniform.
"Good morning guys! It's almost tiiiime~" Spinning around in a circle, she ran towards the back room where they kept all the M16's, and her cats.
So I guess I should wait for him to come back to me? rofl. Anyway, even without him I still have...296+ friends, including northy? IDK what my relationship with anton is. WHAT IS IT, ANTON? o__O;; oh and btw northy Karl says that yes, we can go with him if we're all going to hell one day♥
So moving onnn~ Below you is a summary of Road Kamelot's statistics. :> I'm so obsessed with this character and her evil/happy plane it isn't even funny. o.o idk why but I felt like putting this here. &also I now weigh 177 pounds--lost 10 due to exercise n'diet n shit like that q_______q but now oddly after eating lunch I feel too full to eat dinner/breakfast. Weirddd.
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Road Kamelot's Personality Bar
___________________________
Education: 3
Human (interaction/ability to get on with humans?): 1
Combat strength: 5
Mental strength/Spirit/Willpower(?): 4
Flexibility/Softness/Willingness to bend(?): 4
Physical Contact(?): 5
___________________________
And this is Browning's Personality Bar. I somehow feel like the deeper I like this series the weirder I become, otl. q___q
___________________________
Education: 3
Human (interaction/ability to get on with humans): 2
Combat Strength: 5
Mental Strength/Spirit/Willpower: 4
Flexibility/Softness/Willingness to bend: 1 (she does not like change.)
Physical Contact: 5
_____________________________
And now without further ado (well maybe) here's the full chapter of Nagant x Browning!
Title: The Missing Chapter That Never Was (But Appears After 9,000 years)
Involves: The Top 8, overused word 'Batch', and cats.
Summary: "It's the first of many Thursdays, guys. Let's do thi--wait, where's Browning?" Garand asked, looking at Nagant expectantly. One elegant eyebrow arched straight up, his lovely eyes glittering in the sun. "Am I her personal butler? I don't need to keep up with where she is, Garand." Garand stared at Nagant coldly and said sharply, "We're friends off the ACP court and after hours, and in between classes. Don't forget your place, Nagant. She is your partner. Find her." Nagant sighed.
Thursdays meant a lot of things to a lot of people. But for the seniors at Rosenrot Academy, it meant shedding their individual, unique, uniform-clad selves and becoming one of the Philippine's perfect soldiers.
Of course, only a small portion actually wanted to become soldiers. The others acted because they had no choice.
Garand laced up his black boots, shiny and new. He sighed with distaste. His mentors all had scuffed, dirtied shoes because they wore them regularly. His would be the same after lovingly abusing them on the field as he inspected each batchmate, running and being one with them.
It would also be the very first time he would use his special "ACP" voice. Rosenrot didn't believe in the navy or the army. They believed in the air force.
"MIGGLEEEEEESSSSSSS~" Browning's hyper voice rang inside the Corps office, her domain and where all the other officers were crowding around, trying to get everything ready for today. Patricia laughed as Browning tackled Miguel. He was usually strict when it came to relationships within their small circle, especially when ACP time was near.
"Oi, Tiny, stop it--my uniform's getting all wrinkled!" He protested, but he was smiling. Browning still hadn't taken off her cat-ear jacket, but she was wearing her uniform underneath. Margaretha Kathryn Browning gave her friend one more squeeze before unzipping her jacket, revealing that she did, in fact wear her complete uniform.
"Good morning guys! It's almost tiiiime~" Spinning around in a circle, she ran towards the back room where they kept all the M16's, and her cats.