Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190204220547/@comment-27344811-20190206020428

Plantera's petal-frills start to slow down before they fold over the mouth for its much less threatening, flower-like visage. The "calm state", if you will. -- polnareff be callin out -

silver chariot fiddles with... a gun. yes this is a gun.

How did he get t? Picked one up in Italy, don't ask. Back when he was bound to Polnareff, he used a sword, which is... like, seriously? The guy with the gun beats the guy with the sword.

His stats are very low in power- as in, the lowest they can get, same with precision. However... these stats don't apply to this gun, you see.

Besides, E is more human. And this gun isn't made to be aimed with such precision. It's just a normal handgun, and he can aim well enough to get it to work. Hopefully.

He decides to actuallt test his marksmanship and fires it at a nearby tree. Oookay, it didn't go exactly there. Another shot. Huh, bullet goes in a random direction? First shot was above and the other went below. Then again, they aren't made for super far away, but still.

"Oi! Why are you shooting that gun out here??" Oh look he's attracted Polnareff. "What are you shooting at, the trees?"

Silver Chariot Requiem turns to the younger Polnareff. "Yes."

Polnareff pauses at seeing SCR's face. Rather, how it's complete shadow with glowing eyes and mouth. "...are you the stand user that brought me here, eh?"

SCR just turns back forward and starts walking. "HEY! WAIT A MINUTE, I'M TALKING TO YOU!"