[h3][color=#66b2b2]ARIA: THE PROTECTOR[/color] | The Mavericks[/h3][sub]Reporting to: Billy Black[/sub][hr] [sub][@ERode][@OwO][@Majoras End][@BrokenPromise][@Majoras End][/sub] [indent][b][color=#6ecff6]"Otsukare!"[/color][/b] The hurried, yet friendly voice echoed around in that titanium helmet for a good half-second before the armor nodded and snapped into action. After stowing its spear and securing its shield to its back, it made straight for the two dazed magi without any thought other than [i]"these kids at least have to live"[/i]. And with the other strange robot counting down, the Protector knew nothing good would come if it stood to wait with them. It was on at least its 6th mission by now to know that much, at least. [color=#66b2b2][i]"Miss Tetrad, I musn't leave yet. These children need to get to safety. Please go ahead, and I'll be right with you all!"[/i][/color] Dropping into a gentle squat, it scooped up the two teenagers carefully into its arms and called out to quickly inform the magician and its allies... standing around what seemed to be an excellently-built train. In its heart, it sighed-- the sculpture reminded the titan of a foreign movie it watched long ago. The Polar Express, was it? Either way, it simply wished it the best of luck before they would all reunite soon after. [color=#66b2b2][i]"Ganbatte, everyone!"[/i][/color] With that, the Protector sprinted through the nearest exit with thanks to Billy and made right through the garage and the building's concrete rubble. As it ran, it apologized in its head over and over, hoping it wasn't moving too roughly for the childrens' sake-- bumpy rides were never fun, and with their injuries, it wanted to limit the cause of more damage along the way. It quickly went as far as it could without straying too far from the site, for it still planned to return once it was safer and Bob was out of the vicinity. The Protector huddled with the kids still in its arms, using its armor to safely envelop the kids enough to shield them from any debris should it reach them. As it tried to catch its breath, its eyes were locked on the exit it just left, worried for the outcome, yet still trying to hope for the best. It prayed, for its allies that risked their lives together with the sentinel, and for the innocents dragged into this mess by whatever means. During this, even though it was still in its esper form, the suit of armor felt its eyes and nose start to sting ever so slightly. Though it wouldn't be able to cry in this guise, a tin-canny voice could be heard attempting to sniff back the non-existent tears that threatened to spill. The Protector's subconscious took over then, lifting a free hand to gently stroke one of the magi teenagers' heads as if to comfort the child. [/indent] [hider=Mana Banner][center] 20 | Female | The Freelancers | Guardian Protector's Treaty | Spear, Shield | Arcane | Aegis Protector's Stronghold | Shelter Protector's Mandate | Gravity | Fortification [Weightless, Suspend] Transplace, Restrain, Reflect, AoE, Damage X, Shield DAMAGE: D | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: B | 500 PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | 500 [Bronze Touch + Weightless + AoE = -60] = 124/500 Remaining [/center][/hider] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/hkusrvW.png[/img][/center]