Haven ~ Midgar International Airport
For a moment, Azur was silent. His father being part of the infantry, Azur was sure that this question was going to pop up sooner or later. Although war stories are the most interesting stories to be told, the author is most likely unable to tell it. Unlike others, however, Azur manages to keep his calm--mostly-- in front of other people. Right before he was about to tear up, Azur was comforted by Rosa, as she stated, "I understand, the Kishin menace has caused problems that we don't want to think about." Quickly, Azur calmed down, as someone was there to... support him. "Oh, uh, thanks," Azur replied, "Sorry about that, it's just a habit..." Thinking that he has the strength to say it, Azur attempted to sum it up. "Well, mine's a bit of a long story, so try and bear with me," Azur told, "When I was younger, my father was part of the military. He was one of their best soldiers, killing a buttload of Kishin each time he was deployed. However, one day, it was the last straw for him; all of his mates were dead. There were too many Kishin, and he had a bunch of explosives on him, with just one grenade. Thus, brings me here today." For some reason, telling the story seemed much better, now that someone comforted him. Damn, Azur thought, I hope I didn't make a bad impression of myself...
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tfw someone tries to shitpost"Do not fear duress of any kind, even if determined or even pure;
rather, fear the clout of the glaring mantle at your side, ready to conserve."