Caroline Levine
First mention (by name): 6.04 D
First appearance: 6.04 D
Species: Human
Status: Alive
- Caroline
- Heartslayi
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| 6.04 D | “You wouldn’t know her. Her name was Caroline.” |
| 6.04 D | When had Caroline written this? Right after the battle, that was it. Right after they’d survived the bloody battle between the Razorshard Armor Company and the Roving Arrow Company in the forests. When they’d first formed the United Nations company. Daly felt the parchment in his belt pouch shift a bit as he drew his knees closer to his chest. Back then, they’d been so optimistic. Hadn’t they? It had all seemed like everything was going to be alright. And it had been. For a while. It had been grand… |
| 6.04 D | “Ah, Caroline-san. This is…” |
| 6.04 D | Carefully, Ken put the parchment down and looked at Caroline. He had a number of things he wanted to say, but his desire to be polite, and his class took over. Always be polite. Be accommodating. You could go far with words. Ken had no intention of going half as far as anything Caroline had just described, but he had to know. |
| 6.04 D | Carefully, Ken put the parchment down and looked at Caroline. He had a number of things he wanted to say, but his desire to be polite, and his class took over. Always be polite. Be accommodating. You could go far with words. Ken had no intention of going half as far as anything Caroline had just described, but he had to know. |
| 6.04 D | “I understand what is written, Caroline. But um, what is the purpose of it?” |
| 6.04 D | If she wanted his input on what the Centaur should do next, he would run away. But that didn’t seem to be why Caroline had pulled Ken aside. She knew he was very busy trying to organize the budding group, the United Nations company, and all the disparate factions that made it up. People from Earth, Quallet and the former mercenaries, all of whom hailed from different cultures, backgrounds, and species. But Ken felt positive about the challenge. |
| 6.04 D | Caroline took a deep breath. She indicated the work of fiction. Ken blinked. |
| 6.04 D | Ken’s polite stare somehow managed to convey his desire not to reminisce about popular manga. Caroline coughed. |
| 6.04 D | “It’s very…creative. But Caroline, what is this for?” |
| 6.04 D | Ken waved the parchment at her. Caroline looked surprised. |
| 6.04 D | Ken looked blank. Caroline nodded. |
| 6.04 D | “We will try not to force anyone to fight, Caroline. And yes, every talent is needed. But are you sure this would…sell?” |
| 6.04 D | He had his doubts. But then Ken remembered that there was a big market for this in Japan. It was just…would it apply to Baleros, where other species were as common, if not more common than Humans? Caroline shrugged. |
| 6.04 D | Ken looked horrified. Caroline blushed. |
| 6.04 D | Ken spluttered. This was not something he’d ever envisioned having to do. But Caroline was insistent. |
| 6.04 D | Only them? Ken bit his tongue. Caroline had named the three most common species inhabiting Baleros besides Humans. The stony-faced, hierarchical Dullahans encased in their armor, who could detach heads and body parts as easily as blinking. Centaurs, haughty, arrogant, and yet also intensely honorable in their own way. And Lizardfolk, who were in a word, social. Extremely adaptive, almost never found alone, and chatty. And Ken had to show this to them? He opened his mouth to protest again, and found Caroline ushering him towards the door. |
| 6.04 D | Only them? Ken bit his tongue. Caroline had named the three most common species inhabiting Baleros besides Humans. The stony-faced, hierarchical Dullahans encased in their armor, who could detach heads and body parts as easily as blinking. Centaurs, haughty, arrogant, and yet also intensely honorable in their own way. And Lizardfolk, who were in a word, social. Extremely adaptive, almost never found alone, and chatty. And Ken had to show this to them? He opened his mouth to protest again, and found Caroline ushering him towards the door. |
| 6.04 D | Ken stared at the door as Caroline shut it behind him. The little hut that had been his work area was one of several on the beach. In fact, the small fishing village inhabited by Lizardfolk was entirely on the beach. The slim, scaly Lizardpeople walked to and fro, chatting, casting nets together, and stopping to stare at their guests. |
| 6.04 D | “Not the story. The fact that Caroline made Ken ask about it. Let her do it if she’s so invested.” |
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