You Get Prosthetics! You Get Prosthetics! [Private: Toshiko(NPC)/Alastair]

How long had it been since her daughter had informed Toshiko about Alastair’s offer? Not very long, two to three days max. Toshiko had barely anything to do at home, aside from experimentation and building contraptions. But this? This offer to make prosthesis for the Vandenreich, and the Warherder likely, certainly was alluring. So, she sent Alastair news of her desire for an opportunity to talk to him. When that time arrived, Toshiko would visit the city of lights.

This place… Just as majestic as she remembered. Albeit, what was intriguing was the presence of different forms of Reiatsu. It was comforting in a way to know the VR was trying to branch out. She knew this wasn’t something that would have happened in Nifleheim’s time, she was much too… critical. Regardless, Toshiko went towards the main office of the grandmaster. Upon arrival, the woman sat down in one of the waiting chairs, crossed her legs, and did just that; waited.

With time, Toshiko would get approval to visit Alastair within his overlarge office. Really, Niflheim… why did you have to make it so austere? Actually, was it Niflheim who did this portion? Whatever, doesn’t matter as much. The woman simply approached Alastair. Even if Toshiko was retired, she still held that her demeanor of old. She still radiated a feeling of her great strength. It was little diminished, but certainly hadn’t been tested in a long long time.

Once Toshiko finished her long walk to Alastair, the woman gave him a respectful bow. Afterwards, she extended her hand outwards for a handshake. Once Alastair indicated for her to sit, Toshiko adjusted the comfiest looking chair and took a seat. She stared at the man before her for a long period of silence, silently sizing him up. She wondered what kind of man could have replaced someone like Cyrus, who had replaced Niflheim. From bearing alone, Toshiko could determine his strength of conviction. Toshiko gave him a warm smile, her stoic face brightened by that warm smile.

“Grandmaster Alastair. Toshiko Kamenashi, at your service. It’s a pleasure to meet you. My daughter told me you had a job offer for me, yes? You wanted me to make prosthetics for those recovering from the incident in Africa, correct?”