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|Subject Post 1Subject: The New Generation: The Blizzard and The Melody [Luna/Sofia] Sun Dec 24, 2017 11:19 am|| |
The First Sternritter
The winds of change blew ever quite so strongly in the horizon. For the longest time, Luna had remained afar and away from the Quincy and their new generation. Her time was now a forgotten, and not just disliked but perhaps even hated one. As the first sternritter ever appointed into the ranks of the Wandenreich, Luna professed a power that was simply magnificent and nearly without equal. In essence, she was the foundation that eventually led the emperor Yhwach to bestow special and unique abilities unto those he deemed powerful enough. Unlike them however, Luna had obtained her unique power herself; it was her birthright. After the demise of her emperor and the fall of the Quincy however, the woman had no interest or will to continue fighting for a lost cause.
Every single Quincy that came after her and those of the classical times were, in her eyes, simply pitiful. Even those that had survived alongside her from those times were plagued with weaknesses and cowardice. The new ranks reeked of it, and she wouldn’t have any part on their uselessness. They were content on being the runner ups. They were content with just surviving and being in good terms with everyone else. They were content with letting the demons roam free and unhindered as they continued to claim the land that once belonged to them. Pitiful. There was no doubt that Luna would not return to the ranks. She’d be more willing to cull the the garbage that plagued her people than add insult to injury by getting into such a watered down version of the Wandenreich. However, there was but a ray of hope.
There was a very young girl; young by any standards who showed great promise. Despite being only about 23, the girl possessed the skills and the power Luna and her peers had showcased back when the Quincy truly mattered and when cowardice was punishable by death. Out of all the surviving Quincy, she had to admit the one that got closest to her views and ideals was her: Sofia Montero. Had there only been more people like her in the ranks, then perhaps the First Sternritter could’ve made a come back, though that’s not what she wanted. She instead wanted to meet the so called Quincy Prodigy at last. Perhaps face to face she would be disheartened and dispel any form of believe she possessed of her people’s race. Alas, it was to be seen.
Far off into the mountains, the meeting had been set. Luna, clad in her typical grayish white clothes and her refined but light armor stood solemnly waiting for her to-be acquaintance’s arrival. With eyes set forth and clear determination, her opinion of the girl would rest on her first impression as well as her understanding of what could become of the Quincy if she was strong enough to matter.
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|Subject Post 2Subject: Re: The New Generation: The Blizzard and The Melody [Luna/Sofia] Thu Dec 28, 2017 10:06 pm|| |
The Quincy Prodigy
The times, they were changing. Despite all her power, and all her skill, and all her maturity, her youth was nonetheless against her. Even while being highly analytical in regards to most things she did, and in most ways in which she behaved, there was still far too much she didn’t fully understand or know; about everything. For starters, up until she was contacted by Luna Leonhart, she was nigh oblivious to her existence. Despite all her reading and all her research, she had not found much if any to do with the First Sternritter. It was a matter that was kept under secrecy for some reason, and remained a relatively shunned material from most books she had access to growing up. Soon, she would discover the reasoning behind it was to downplay any further negative views or prejudice on the former emperor Yhwach, and by extension, to Quincy outright. As it turned out, not only did the girl predate the rest of the Sternritters, but she was powerful enough to have been granted the letter B; and there were even rumors that hers was one of the few unique Schrift that were obtained naturally as a birthright, rather than out of favor from the emperor. More important still however was the fact that she was alive, and she wanted to meet Sofia.
Despite admitting to be elated and excited about the prospect, the young Quincy prodigy had to confess that she did hold a few reserves about the potential meeting. For starters, after going back and forth with letters, and doing some more detailed digging into her past, it turned out she wasn’t the most friendly of individuals. And while Sofia wasn’t an amicable beacon of friendship save for the instances where she needed to be, she thought she was far from cold and downright hostile. Not that she’d blame Luna though. During the time she was brought up, it was either kill or be killed. And while many of the most powerful entities of the up and rising spiritual races had not come out of hiding, it was safe to say that the state of affairs for the Quincy were a lot more hectic and barbaric than in present times. In fact, it seemed as though the new state of the world was a driving reason as to why Luna had chosen to alienate herself from the Wandenreich and everything the new order represented. In her eyes, the new generation of Quincy were cowards, with no backbone, and plenty of wasted potential that preferred to get hands out and being the middle man rather than the one up top. Sofia’s own view wasn’t as drastic and radical as hers, but she did get and understand a lot of her points and concerns. And that was exactly why she had wanted to meet with the young Quincy. Because out of the new and old generation, from those that still lived, Sofia was the one that reminded her most of her peers of old, and whose mentality and drive could very well be the last ray of hope for a race that was slowly dying, but whose resolve and tenacity was about to become extinct.
”I figured you’d be tall, but not that tall. My name is Sofia Montero, Captain of the Jagdarmee, and heir to the Montero Quincy family and its legacy.”
It wasn’t all that often that the young Quincy met women that were taller than her. Sofia wasn’t a giant by any extent, and there were certainly plenty of girls taller than she was. But, for the most part, just about every girl she had met had been shorter than she was. On the flipside, Luna seemed to be on average about a couple inches taller than she was. Her outfit also showed a bit of flair and elegance as well as combat readiness that Sofia had no way but to admire. The light grey and blue cloak, the armor, the accents. It was certainly a work of art, and it simply fascinated her. In an attempt to meet formality with formality, and class with class, Sofia made sure to not just walk the walk and talk the talk, but also dress the part. Her own outfit consisted of a white buttoned Wandenreich uniform with several gold accents. A matching white skirt of equally impeccable nature was only offset by the dark brown tights she wore underneath, and the even darker shades of her silky ebony black hair.
”Let’s be clear and to the point. I know why you called me out here, but you I presume you know what’s to know about me. What else could you possibly want?”
Make no mistake, Sofia was proud that such an old and esteemed member of her people viewed her so favorably. Then again, she was probably about the only person Luna didn’t outright disliked or deemed a useless waste of space. But, the meeting did bring about a very important question that was yet to be answered. Why? Why would Luna want to meet her. It wasn’t to reaffirm what she already knew surely. And there was no chance that she’d return to the Wandenreich either. The more she thought about it the more confused she became. And while there was a burning feeling within her, almost as if hinting to a possible explanation, that surely couldn’t be it. Could it? She was about to find out.