Present day...
Shachor had lost count of time after twenty one. That's when his body permanently stopped aging, and he permanently set his attire. He was the Black Brother in his transcended state, since he decided to live the part. He and Kei went shopping for his new outfit. As much as he loved the suit, he decided that it was a little too Tari for his tastes. He went with a battle ready outfit, as the suit design didn't work well. He picked up a night black hoodie that was littered with white stars in honor of his sister's transcended state's hair color, a green bullet proof shirt beneath it, and shadow black pants. He wore an obsidian ring, and his hair was still spiky, except not greasy at all, and he wore sharp fingered black gloves. Smoldering red eyes that Kei said any woman except for his basic mother would fall for, in conjunction for training he wore two-hundred pound chains on his ankles, wrists, and neck. They appeared to be jewelry, so no one questioned the candidate and oracle when they left the store. Kei pulled the hood of the candidate up, so the land wouldn't see his red eyes.
They made it back to the Basilicom and Kei went off to make a pot of tea, noting how she and Shachor could have just taken the car. The soft notes of a piano scale reached the kitchen, and Kei smirked to herself. She herself knew music very well, and since she didn't want Shachor to be a blood thirsty war machine, she went and taught the fast learner how to play the piano, tuba, trumbone, trumpet, drums, and sing. Neither of them knew how to play the flute, which bothered them to no end. Kei walked back into the main Basilicom hall with two cups of lemon tea with a hint of sugar, and a single ice cube in each.
"Shachor, stop. Relax, no work today." Ending on a literal sour note, he rose and walked over to the trifector of chairs, picking up a coaster on his up way, taking his cooling beverage and sitting in the black leather coated seat. He summoned his weapon, and laid it on the coffee table. Kei didn't mind his tinkering, as that kept his mind off fighting as well, but despite this in the three years Noire with missing, Shares had depleted slightly, but Shachor did his best with what he was limited to do, unable to leave the Basilicom to fight. He made weapons for the armory of Lastation, and never slacked off on paperwork, so ASIC had very little influence in Lastation. Both Kei and Shachor were suspicious of the synchronized appearance of ASIC and the last energy spike that the goddesses gave off. However, both were prohibited by Noire to investigate so Shachor had nothing but his weapons , yet he could stand Kei to work with. His weapon was a scythe with a bone white curved staff, that contained mystic energy that he could mentally meld into bullets. The blade itself was solid reinforced obsidian, and sharp, three feet long, and one foot back blade, and a joke at the top for bullets. He had incorporated transformations of the scythe for different fight styles, but he traditionally wore a slightly sagging gun belt that held an energy assault rifle, and an energy three barrel twelve gauge shotgun. On his back, a Dragunnov PVD sniper rifle was strapped, and in his sleeves, one regular pistol, and then the other, a tranquilizer. He never used these weapons to any of their potentials, as he was prohibited from fighting in lands. For a twenty three year old, he was very loyal to his big sister, yet very bored at the same time.
"Kei?" Kei looked up from the book she was reading, and placed down her tea. "Sis doesn't want me fighting in the fields freely as a CPU candidate, but..." Shachor faltered, unsure if he should continue. He cleared his throat, and stayed strong. "If I did it under the watchful eye of the Guild without transforming," He turned his watering red apple eyes to his mother figure. "Could I go and fight then?" Kei took a sip of tea, making a sour face as if the sugar were salt.
She closed her book and reached into her vest to pull out a list, and quickly flipped through it. Shachor waited in silence, fingers drumming against his scythe in tension, and Kei grinned. "You're sister is a very vigilant woman, yet you found a loophole." Despite being nearly a foot shorter than Shachor now, Kei proceeded to pet her pseudo son. "Now then, be safe out there youngling." She scratched behind his ear like a little dog, and he growled in slight pleasure. "I know you are probably the strongest being in this nation at the moment, but I don't want you to get hurt."
"Yes ma'am." Shachor said, standing and bowing, pulling up his hood over his eyes, yet he could still see. Kei watched as he left, smiling as she sat back down and took another sip of her tea.
"Iffy, are we done walking yet?" Compa complained as they walked into Lastation upon Lady Histoire's request, and Nepgear was quiet throughout the walk between borders. She knew that Lady Vert and Lady Blanc had little sisters because they always talked about them when the two came over. Lady Noire never mentioned any sibling, so she was very curious to meet her fellow candidate. Even in her captivity in the Gamindustri Graveyard where the goddesses shared some of their darkest secrets, no mention of family from Black Heart.
"Just a little farther to the Guild, Pinky, we need some money if we are going to get an inn." Compa whined some more, yet IF noticed the faraway Nepgear. "Yo, Gear," Nepgear looked up to see a grinning IF. "Stay with us, would you? I can see the Guild."
Nepgear nodded, determined. The trio made it to the Guild, and decided to go for an easy quest that paid big. As IF did the talking and Compa the accidental seducing, Nepgear back away slowly, and bumped into someone. "Oh! I'm sorry..." She turned to find a man with a hood over his head, showing only his mouth that displayed no emotion, or even twitching. The man nodded and walked off, and Nepgear couldn't help but be intrigued by the silent figure. Most men who drop some cheesy line to ask her out, but he stayed quiet and went off. She wanted to know more now, and maybe this quest was the way to do so.
Short chapter again! I was still building things up, explaining Shachor's skills and such. Anyway, there you go. Next chapter should be up soon enough. I don't know, it depends, later.