(http://i.imgur.com/i6uR2SE.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Aster Cross (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268372.msg13301457#msg13301457)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>24<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Durandville Town Square<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Torian, Jane, Cherry, Blue (mentioned)<br/><strong>Extra:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Haha, sounds like I picked a great time to open my mouth, huh? Joy." Aster grinned at Jane's vocal return jab. He pretty much did have it coming, and he wasn't going to take offense at it. After all, she was basically right, and in the grand scheme... He had more trouble crossing the finish line than she did, where she looked no worse for wear. It was unnatural, she HAD to be something beyond him too. The guy beside him was another case entirely, but the fact of the matter was... He didn't even hold a candle to either of them. Was he really that out of shape? "Ah well, either way, i'll conde you're definitely better than me. I'm not known for overly-strenuous work." He added, rubbing the back of his head. He didn't feel the full extent of her malice... Probably even if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He wasn't there to argue points with anyone.<br/><br/>Torian's quip at his remark left Aster feeling a bit more at ease, shaking his head. "Had me worried, I thought you were going to be some super no-nonsense guy or something, but it's nice to know you've got a sense of humor to you." he smirked, before rolling his head side-to-side. The man admitted he was still human but not normal... However, everything he mentioned pointed less to being physically augmented and more to just having a really spartan-like upbringing. His brow quirked at the small speech, before he shook his head. "Holy shit. Sounds like I should look for a picture of you next time I go looking the word 'Hardcore' up in a dictionary." He mused. Perhaps it sounded joking, but he really did mean it. He'd legitimately never seen, met, or even heard of anyone with a background like that in the world, and yet here one of them stood wanting to become a Monster Slayer. "All types out here, huh?" He hummed, scanning the rest of the competition. It was hard to figure out if everyone who passed the physical exam was passed, or if they failed if a certain amount of time passed, or still failed even if they completed. Looking at one of the other recruiters and the person they worked with, he swore he recognized the woman with black hair... Well, from where he stood it looked like it had some blue in it. Maybe she'd visited the club once before... Given how she looked like she got dropped, he only wondered if she tried using some sex appeal to get her way with the exam, and it didn't go well.<br/><br/>"Looks familiar... Hm, I wonder just how many divisions they're going to make after today..." He closed his eyes, humming the words. So far there were at least three passes... Four if the buxom-looking one on the bench was a pass. Casting a glance over at the girl with the white button-up dress, he spoke: "Hey, you, you another pass?"