5/3/2023 0 Comments Guilty gear player stereotypes![]() “A Gear in human form is still a Gear,” declared the woman, in a tone that suggested that, oh yes, she did want to make something of it. Out loud like that the whole idea sounded so ridiculous it actually took Sol a moment to realise they meant him. Who with the means wouldn't investigate such a tale?” “We heard tell of a Gear in the shape of a man who hunted other Gears. “And half of yesterday,” replied the man, without the slightest hint of remorse. “Bastards, you stalk me all day just to ask that?” If someone had called that at him on an ordinary street, he'd probably have ignored them, but this was a bit much. “You there!” called the first, finally getting around to addressing Sol directly. “You don't have to make that sound so unexpected,” replied the other man, only a trifle put out. “Indeed,” agreed the first man, turning to the other, “It seems there was some substance to your story after all, Anji.” “Aa, but he doesn't have the kehai of a human,” said the woman. “Certainly, he's no friend to Gears,” one of the men was saying to the other, and Sol's jaw nearly dropped – they'd tracked him this far just to talk among themselves? ![]() Goddamn Japanese and their goddamn tricks. There were two men and one woman, all armed, and all clothed in variations of Japanese dress, and the moment he'd had the chance to think about it all he could think was that he should've known. When he turned around to see someone – three someones – in the act of appearing out of a swirl of dust and a headache-inducing shimmer of magic, vindication didn't improve his mood either. Sol gave the damned beast one last, good kick, rolled a shoulder, clenched and unclenched a few completely unstrained muscles, and finally gave in, fully aware he was going to hate himself for it. It was made only more irritating when he was done, because a battle on an unfamiliar landscape was a good reason to look around, to make sure you still had your bearings after all the excitement and that there weren't any more of them coming. ![]() Today, it was just one more unwanted irritant at the end of hours of putting up with the maddening desire to look over his shoulder every ten seconds, knowing there wasn't going to be anyone there. Burning it into a hunk of steaming charcoal would have improved his mood on most days. It was Large Class, angry and quite possibly lost, and it had probably run a very long way for the privilege of trampling the only moving thing in sight. The empty landscape did somehow allow it to seem like the Gear showed up out of nowhere, but considering how fast it was going and his own distracted state, that didn't mean much. He wasn't going anywhere you couldn't reach just as fast on the road, and the only reason he hadn't taken the road was because he hadn't been in the mood for even that much company all year. A good tracker might have been able to pick his trail out of what passed for dirt around here, the odd stone driven down into many times compacted earth under his boots, but why the fuck they'd bother was beyond him. Land so flat the last dead tree he passed was still in view over his shoulder twenty minutes later gave you nothing to camouflage with and nothing to hide behind. That shouldn't have been possible in territory like this, scorched so barren even the flies didn't bother with it. Sol had had the nagging sensation someone was tailing him all day. Year 104 of the hundred year ongoing Holy War (Though I will say, given that the nature of the source material ensured that Ky has always sounded Japanese in my head, the rest was just a little extrapolation.) I have a lot to say about this fic – from where the idea came from to a round of playing mental dress-up with the characters and sharing a whole lot of pictures of bizarre Japanese fashion – so much so that I’ve left it for another post. If one detail can change the course of history the birthplace of one Ky Kiske could at least force it to get there by a different path.Ĭharacters/Pairings: Sol, Ky, Anji, Baiken (May contain traces of Sol/Ky and Baiken/Anji) Summary: AU, written for the Reverse Racebending challenge.
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