Yes, she did. Also, you won't find much characterization for the Numbers there.
What's there for Cinque is basically protectiveness towards her sisters- to the point of inspiring fighting spirit- and nothing else. The Sound Stages give a bit more- a tendency towards quiet and formality (in the sense of decorum) out of battle- but still not much. The rest of my characterization is part whole cloth, part my conceit that what you see in StrikerS is the Numbers in a combat mindset, ten years of Scaglietti and battle later... and part response to events that have happened since her awakening.
In other words, Jail is basically canon, Uno and Tre are canon plus a bit of depth, Quattro is mostly whole cloth, and Cinque and Sein are developed canon plus whole cloth.
I stopped it here because the next snippet is Sein's trip to the carnival. Didn't feel right to start that today.
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Entry 51 (Day 885)
I slept well last night. It's not the first night's sleep I've had in the last week or two- I've trained myself into unconsciousness a couple of times as of late- but it's the first time I really rested.About two weeks ago, I was sent out on a mission. Disrupt a peace conference. Make sure the two sides- one of them the Syndicate we're fighting- didn't come to an arrangement.
Well, I managed it. Didn't just scuttle that meeting, either. Uno tells me that hostilities haven't just resumed, but stepped up... and that the Syndicate has been forced to, quite literally, double their efforts in order to hold their ground. The Prosperity Guild they were meeting with took the bait I left, and ran with it. Probably made this war a whole lot shorter.
All I had to do was kill nine people.
Funny thing is, the actual act of ending their lives didn't really bother me. The way I did it- crushing them with gravity, and then with a tidal wave- did. So did the fact that I wasn't skilled enough to avoid killing them. It's just... disappointing.
I told Cinque, and she suggested I train myself into the ground to deal with it. Surprisingly enough, I think it's working. The first day was sort of rough, what with how much focus it took not to belittle my lack of skill. The second day was easier, and the third was easier still. Eventually, I just fell into a habit of focusing on my training, and the problem just... receded, I suppose. The guilt is still there, but it's not overpowering any more.
The training's showing dividends, too. Tactical simulations focused on stealth and misdirection. Accuracy drills. Integrating Zero Shift into my combat style. Optimizing spells for casting speed, instead of power or versatility. Figuring out less flashy ways to do things. Turns out this whole thing gave me the motivation I needed to complete this phase of Project Mosquito- and gave me an interesting idea, tentatively named Project Honeybee. More on that never.
Man, I'm never going to be good at this. Every time I think I've got it all figured out, some situation comes along and proves me wrong.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
What's there for Cinque is basically protectiveness towards her sisters- to the point of inspiring fighting spirit- and nothing else. The Sound Stages give a bit more- a tendency towards quiet and formality (in the sense of decorum) out of battle- but still not much. The rest of my characterization is part whole cloth, part my conceit that what you see in StrikerS is the Numbers in a combat mindset, ten years of Scaglietti and battle later... and part response to events that have happened since her awakening.
In other words, Jail is basically canon, Uno and Tre are canon plus a bit of depth, Quattro is mostly whole cloth, and Cinque and Sein are developed canon plus whole cloth.
I stopped it here because the next snippet is Sein's trip to the carnival. Didn't feel right to start that today.
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Entry 51 (Day 885)
I slept well last night. It's not the first night's sleep I've had in the last week or two- I've trained myself into unconsciousness a couple of times as of late- but it's the first time I really rested.About two weeks ago, I was sent out on a mission. Disrupt a peace conference. Make sure the two sides- one of them the Syndicate we're fighting- didn't come to an arrangement.
Well, I managed it. Didn't just scuttle that meeting, either. Uno tells me that hostilities haven't just resumed, but stepped up... and that the Syndicate has been forced to, quite literally, double their efforts in order to hold their ground. The Prosperity Guild they were meeting with took the bait I left, and ran with it. Probably made this war a whole lot shorter.
All I had to do was kill nine people.
Funny thing is, the actual act of ending their lives didn't really bother me. The way I did it- crushing them with gravity, and then with a tidal wave- did. So did the fact that I wasn't skilled enough to avoid killing them. It's just... disappointing.
I told Cinque, and she suggested I train myself into the ground to deal with it. Surprisingly enough, I think it's working. The first day was sort of rough, what with how much focus it took not to belittle my lack of skill. The second day was easier, and the third was easier still. Eventually, I just fell into a habit of focusing on my training, and the problem just... receded, I suppose. The guilt is still there, but it's not overpowering any more.
The training's showing dividends, too. Tactical simulations focused on stealth and misdirection. Accuracy drills. Integrating Zero Shift into my combat style. Optimizing spells for casting speed, instead of power or versatility. Figuring out less flashy ways to do things. Turns out this whole thing gave me the motivation I needed to complete this phase of Project Mosquito- and gave me an interesting idea, tentatively named Project Honeybee. More on that never.
Man, I'm never going to be good at this. Every time I think I've got it all figured out, some situation comes along and proves me wrong.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.