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Name: 'I am known as Reipard Lassic.' [Pleasure to meet you!] 'What's your name?' [Moving on!] 'Uh...I asked you a que-'

Race: 'I am what is called a Numan, or-' [Sorry to interrupt you, but we're a bit short on time and space. Can I ask you to cut your explanation short?] 'Very well then, I'm a Numan. In its most simplest terms, a human mixed with monster genes.' [Short, concise, and to the point. I like it.]

Age: 'I'm 23 years old.

Weight: 'Forgive me, but I'd rather you not know.' [I shall not press the issue, then.]

Height: 'My height? I believe I'm about 180 cm? I'm not sure how that translates to the measuring system you use though.' [What's a cm?]

Personality: 'Oh, my personality? I'm kind and chivalrous, but I don't really trust people easily.' [Yet you like being crushed?] 'Depends on the situation, generally.' [Anything else you can describe yourself as?] 'A gentleman?' [So, a hardass with a stick shoved up your rear. Good enough for me.] 'THAT'S RATHER RUDE!!! I AM NOT A HARD-'

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Country of Origin: 'Don't laugh. I have no idea where I'm from.' [Anime cliche, as in amnesia?] 'I do not have amnesia! I just never knew where I was from!' [So sorry, I did not mean to offend.] 'It's perfectly alright.'

Backstory: 'What was I doing on your world? I was looking for something to do! It's not easy either walking around with a claymore strapped to my back. Everyone keeps looking at me funny!' [Maybe cause you look like you're gonna start a fight?] 'I do not! I don't start fights!' [Your sword makes you look like you're a scrapper.] 'I...Wait, you're right. I should've left my blade at the inn...' [We all have those moments. Do you know how to get back to your home world?] 'Nope. I don't even know where my home world is, or what it's called.'

Special abilities: 'Well, I'm quite good with healing spells, and I know a few techniques with my claymor-' [Got it. A medic with an exploding blade. Sounds great to me.] 'Actually, my blade doesn't explode it only-' [Next question!] 'Wait! There's also a special mark on my back that' [Moving on!] 'Listen when people are talking to you!'

Traits: 'Traits? Well...I don't miss often, it's hard to sneak up on me, and I have a strong abhorrence to domination special abili-' [Focus, Mind's Eye, and Iron Will. That's all I needed to know.] 'I'm begging you, let me finish one sente-'

Quote: 'A quote?' [Yeah, you know, something that defines you as a character?] 'Well, how about "It's my pleasure, m'lady." sound?' [Perverted depending on the situation. I like it.] 'It's not supposed to be perverte-' [Oh wow, will you look at the time! Everyone, keep your eyes peeled! The complete, true version of School Style will be available online soon! Stay tuned!] 'I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU, IT'S NOT PERVERTED, JUST CHIVAL-'

Description
Name: 'I am known as Reipard Lassic.' [Pleasure to meet you!] 'What's your name?' [Moving on!] 'Uh...I asked you a que-'

Race: 'I am what is called a Numan, or-' [Sorry to interrupt you, but we're a bit short on time and space. Can I ask you to cut your explanation short?] 'Very well then, I'm a Numan. In its most simplest terms, a human mixed with monster genes.' [Short, concise, and to the point. I like it.]

Age: 'I'm 23 years old.

Weight: 'Forgive me, but I'd rather you not know.' [I shall not press the issue, then.]

Height: 'My height? I believe I'm about 180 cm? I'm not sure how that translates to the measuring system you use though.' [What's a cm?]

Personality: 'Oh, my personality? I'm kind and chivalrous, but I don't really trust people easily.' [Yet you like being crushed?] 'Depends on the situation, generally.' [Anything else you can describe yourself as?] 'A gentleman?' [So, a hardass with a stick shoved up your rear. Good enough for me.] 'THAT'S RATHER RUDE!!! I AM NOT A HARD-'

Please wait a moment. We are experiencing some technical difficulties.

Country of Origin: 'Don't laugh. I have no idea where I'm from.' [Anime cliche, as in amnesia?] 'I do not have amnesia! I just never knew where I was from!' [So sorry, I did not mean to offend.] 'It's perfectly alright.'

Backstory: 'What was I doing on your world? I was looking for something to do! It's not easy either walking around with a claymore strapped to my back. Everyone keeps looking at me funny!' [Maybe cause you look like you're gonna start a fight?] 'I do not! I don't start fights!' [Your sword makes you look like you're a scrapper.] 'I...Wait, you're right. I should've left my blade at the inn...' [We all have those moments. Do you know how to get back to your home world?] 'Nope. I don't even know where my home world is, or what it's called.'

Special abilities: 'Well, I'm quite good with healing spells, and I know a few techniques with my claymor-' [Got it. A medic with an exploding blade. Sounds great to me.] 'Actually, my blade doesn't explode it only-' [Next question!] 'Wait! There's also a special mark on my back that' [Moving on!] 'Listen when people are talking to you!'

Traits: 'Traits? Well...I don't miss often, it's hard to sneak up on me, and I have a strong abhorrence to domination special abili-' [Focus, Mind's Eye, and Iron Will. That's all I needed to know.] 'I'm begging you, let me finish one sente-'

Quote: 'A quote?' [Yeah, you know, something that defines you as a character?] 'Well, how about "It's my pleasure, m'lady." sound?' [Perverted depending on the situation. I like it.] 'It's not supposed to be perverte-' [Oh wow, will you look at the time! Everyone, keep your eyes peeled! The complete, true version of School Style will be available online soon! Stay tuned!] 'I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU, IT'S NOT PERVERTED, JUST CHIVAL-'