"It's pride. He takes pride in his work." Stated Cypher, simplifying the gist of Charles's rant into a less lecture heavy form. It appeared that despite appearances, he was paying attention to what they were doing.
In any case, it made sense that he would understand the motivations, as after all, it was probably similar to why Lunatic Inc did what they did.
Meanwhile, Kallis was looking suspiciously down at the little demon-girl that was questioning him. For some reason, he just didn't trust the little instigators, or their master. " Yeah, it's Kallis. Why?"
However, before Amadeus had a chance to respond, The room was distracted by the heavy Iron door slamming open, bouncing off the wall. A low growl rumbled over the room as the newcomer entered the building, and began making its way to the front desk.
The figure positively towered at at least 8 feet in height. It's form was clad in scale patterned black armor, covering the Chest, arms and shins. Between the armor, some sort of slate gray clothing could be seen. Coiled around it's was was a similarly scale patterned thick belt of some kind, ending in a tie in the front, where an end dangled,heavy with an array of blue-grey Crystals. Strapped to the beings back was a gigantic single edged sword, as large as, well, Kallis, and lining the edge of which was what appeared to be large, Genuine diamond teeth. However, what was perhaps most Striking was the head, A terrifying draconic visage frozen into a perpetual glare.
The rumbling growl faded as the figure neared the desk, Cypher typing away, apparently oblivious to it's approach, ignoring the scattered applicants. The armored fiend stopped at the desk, still for a long moment before slowly reaching up, and unstrapping it's sword...
Which it lay propped against the desk as it fumbled with a small pouch built into the Sword strap. "Well, im Done Cypher, mission complete." it said, in a surprisingly normal, if deep and weary voice, as it handed Cypher a small card. As Cypher fiddled with the card behind the desk, the armored giant reached up the remove the stylized metal face mask/helmet, revealing an otherwise Normal man in his mid twenties. Well, Normal barring notice of his hair, which started as normal black hair at the front, but as it went back progressively became thick black spines that faded to red near the tip, and his eyes, which were a reptilian gold and slitted.
" Mission completion Confirmed, Ferren(Fair-ren)," Said Cypher, handing the card back to the strange man. " i've also been instructed to tell you that you'll be needed down in training room 2, effective on arrival."
The man called Ferren gave a groan that sounded more like a muted roar, as it picked up the huge blade and slung it to rest back over its shoulder. "What?! I just got back from Duty, im too tired for this crap!" he said frustratedly. Kallis flinched to see what he had assumed to be some kind of thick belt or sash uncoil itself from around Ferren's waist to lash the ground, leaving a dent in the wood as the black scaled tail writhed agitatedly.
"Orders from above." Stated calmly, taking no notice of the scene or what the applicants might think of it. Ferren growled again before turning around, heading for an open doorway to the right as he called back to Cypher. " Fine, I'll head down there. But let 'im know he owes me a day off after."
Cognizant of the stares he garnered as he stalked towards the door, he turned to throw an unimpressed glare towards the applicants as he walked. " The Hell you looking at?" he said gruffly, before moving on through the doorway, and out of sight.
"That was uncomfortable..." sighed Kallis, releasing a breath
he hadn't realized he was holding. He quietly wondered if more of the rest of the members would be quite that menacing when they met them.
" Ey," piped an unfamiliar, somewhat high pitched voice, "Which one of you punks wanted the Dragon bird, fowl, avian, creature of the winged variety, I got your crap here and my arms are getting tired." Kallis peered around, but didnt see anyone but the applicants, and Cypher, who was typing away." what the..." murmured Kallis, before a quick glance downward revealed a nondescript platter, piled with Arillo's request, sans wine, hovering at about waist level. At first Kallis thought the platter may have floated in on some personal means of propulsion, but a further look caught a glimpse of curious purple clothing beneath the platter, indicating some diminutive being below holding the tray afloat. only slightly less curious, as it would make the being only slightly taller than Kallis's Kneecaps.
"Hurry up and take Your crap!" Growled the voice from beneath the platter,sounding increasingly annoyed, "Im not your gottdang butler!"