"Your mother and your older sister – their combat style can win Sensha-dou matches, but isn't suited to actual life-and-death battle. Not when employing the limited forces available to us, which can't be so casually expended. Your approach is. I'm not asking you to play a game, Nishizumi-san; I'm asking you to save lives and win wars against men and women who have no honor, no decency, no mercy for the helpless.
"Please consider my request. You need not decide quickly. I know you still have, at minimum, three years of college ahead. When you've completed your schooling, though, Nishizumi-san, I hope you will join the United Nations' standing peacekeeper army."
He bowed, then, the grim old man, turned, and strode away, cane compensating for nearly all of his limp. Miho looked down at the card in her hand. She knew it was merely imagination and a trick of the sun's glare that turned the lettering the color of blood. Wasn't it?
John Mattathias, it read. Supreme Commander, World Armed Forces.
The Hammer himself.
"Please consider my request. You need not decide quickly. I know you still have, at minimum, three years of college ahead. When you've completed your schooling, though, Nishizumi-san, I hope you will join the United Nations' standing peacekeeper army."
He bowed, then, the grim old man, turned, and strode away, cane compensating for nearly all of his limp. Miho looked down at the card in her hand. She knew it was merely imagination and a trick of the sun's glare that turned the lettering the color of blood. Wasn't it?
John Mattathias, it read. Supreme Commander, World Armed Forces.
The Hammer himself.
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"The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that this was some killer weed."
"The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that this was some killer weed."