Outfit of the day:

Ittindi walked down the halls of another disgusting hallway of dust, he was seeking to join another college to expand his education beyond destruction. Why he had chosen the College of Augmentation, well he had considered buffing himself with magic after some of the more embarrassing moments against Colonel Tōga and his Young Master. Though he hadn’t found any staff here, or anyone for that matter. The college seemed as dead as his dreams of finding a second mentee. His cat Sylvia paws made a cute patter sound as she followed behind occasionally stopping to sniff at different locations. He hadn’t expected her to be so adventurous, but she fit in well with Naki constantly cooing over her as much as Ittindi. Not to mention whatever experiments the Ministry of Research had done created an aura from Sylvia that helped with his guns.

His outfit was anything but elegant today, he had opted for a rougher appearance. Hearing that the college was full of meatheads and brash adventurers, he figured that there’d be some kind of trial by combat. While his armor could cover his outfit, he expected to see someone like Sir Brone or the Young Master heading such a college. The idea of having one of his suits ruined might lead to a disproportionate reaction. He of course was still wearing designer overalls and jeans from Christian Rosailles fall collection. The silver clasps and the waistband accentuated his figure, while he opted for no belt finding it would be to flashy for the occasion. His dominator was tucked in his front chest pocket, he had adjusted the outfit with it in the pocket, so its outline wasn’t obvious to the untrained eye.

You know Ittindi you have become quite muscular as of late, are you thinking of being more of a melee fighter over your guns. Don’t think I haven’t noticed your late nights with the spear, I can see that you’re conflicted.

Ittindi would chuckle out loud even if it were a little crazy if anyone was around, then answer Naki back in his mind. Telling them that it was about balance, he still preferred range combat, but the Darkfang battle showed him the need for having more options when faced with an enemy up close and others he had to protect. He was to used to fighting selfishly, he was part of something greater and using his full abilities would handicap his allies. Though, he knew if it were just him and Colonel Tōga he wouldn’t mind the handicap, but he couldn’t assume the same without practice with the other high ranking Rune Knights.  After wandering the hallways for a couple minutes Ittindi would finally shout with a calm and steady voice.

”IS THERE ANYONE IN THIS DUSTY COLLEGE?”