Recent content by Nicholas Blanchot

Blanchot was just one man and there was a tank. He could go and fight it, he did have two swords that could cut through metal and a suit with rocket boots. But he weighed up his options. At this moment in time, self preservation is probably an option since he probably should go back to the...

After all those introductions and shaking of hands and everything else, Nicholas decided to stay outside. Not because he was a chicken, but he figured that he might as well keep watch to prevent stealthy backattacks on the group going in. They were of course, in a hostile situation. That's...

"I suppose I should do a proper introduction, oui? My name is not 'Carl' or anything like that." Blanchot practically spat out the name, mentally cursing whoever put him in his mess for coming up with a terrible name like that. "Nicholas Blanchot, Squad Hotel." "Monsieur Tsuba has established...

Blanchot coughs, feeling rather annoyed by the gravity well holding him in place. The questions inside of him were building up and he wasn't getting any answers to any of them. One minute, he's being praised for his fighting techniques and the next he's currently in this mess that he never asked...