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Minimalist

Caster — Mech-accord Caster

Controls a Drone that deals Arts damage; When the Drone attacks the same enemy, its damage will increase (up to 110% of the operator's ATK)

SG09
Ranged
DPS

Lv.

/ 80

Bonuses

[Code Name] Minimalist
[Gender] Male
[Combat Experience] None
[Place of Birth] Durin
[Date of Birth] Apr 20
[Race] Durin
[Height] 130cm
[Infection Status]
Originium crystals distributed across surface of body, confirmed Infected by medical examination.

[Physical Strength] Normal
[Mobility] Normal
[Physical Resilience] Normal
[Tactical Acumen] Standard
[Combat Skill] Normal
[Originium Arts Assimilation] Excellent

Minimalist is a Durin structural engineer and architect. He suffers from advanced Oripathy and is currently undergoing treatment at Rhodes Island. He works in the Engineering Department and occasionally participates in field missions in that capacity.

Imaging tests show the indistinct outlines of internal organs, obscured by abnormal shadows. Originium granules detected in the circulatory system. The subject is confirmed to be infected with Oripathy.

[Cell-Originium Assimilation] 9.6%
Small traces of infection are visible on his right leg.

[Blood Originium-Crystal Density] 0.27u/L
Minimalist is prone to forgetting about his treatment. At such times, a single phrase will put him on the examination bed in seconds:
'Hey, is that Gavial?'

While on duty, Rhodes Island operators are not especially concerned with Durin operators from underground, but off-duty, they can't help but be curious. From Durin's clumsiness and Myrtle's energy, to Chestnut's down-to-earth attitude, our operators had wonderful illusions about the Durin. That is, until they met Minimalist.
Though Gavial says he's much more approachable than he used to be, Minimalist continues to occasionally do things that make his colleagues speechless. These include suddenly showing up in a room to critique the interior design, submitting 80 applications to renovate his quarters in a single month, and most characteristically, insisting that he is kept clean and tidy from head to toe. No matter how urgent the situation, his pencil must be wiped clear of dust and secured behind his ear, lest it bump into any corner of his body. Every time he does this, the medic who completed the handover with Gavial's team on the initial field mission would put on an expression that says, 'I told you so.'
On the other hand, Minimalist's talent for design is beyond question. His interior design proposals are simple but effective, and many have reluctantly admitted that they have gained useful inspiration from his incessant nagging. As for the positive side of his personality, there are no (MISSING RECORD)

Attachment 1:
I'm sorry. I should not overwrite other people's documents. I should not delete data from the terminal without permission. (100 repetitions omitted) —Minimalist

Despite all this, no operator truly dislikes Minimalist. It is clear to everyone that he is experiencing growing pains while trying to learn how to get along with others. For example, while other operators might seek help from more experienced colleagues when they run into trouble, Minimalist would mull over it on his own without speaking to anyone. He knows he should ask for help, but would instead drag things on for days. And when he finally makes a decision, the state of his hair will reflect the scale of the issue as he goes off on various unrelated tangents until he finally, reluctantly, talks about the problem.
Some operators have reported this to Closure: when helping someone else with a design, he struts like a fowlbeast that caught a dozen slugs that morning, but he has great difficulty asking for help when he runs into trouble himself. Perhaps it is a matter of pride—which is not a bad thing for a designer—but Minimalist needs to learn that anyone can run into problems, no matter how good they are, and that he should accept that rather than deny it.
'He can be pretty docile in that state. After you help him, follow up with a few words, and he'll do much better the next time.' —Unnamed Engineering Operator

Minimalist never thought he would leave Zeruertza, nor could he have imagined that he would work on repairing the great dome in the same way that a mortuary artist works on the dead. He did his best with the time he had, left the city where he grew up in slumber, and awoke to the sights and sounds of Acahualla. Most of the former residents of Zeruertza stayed with the tribespeople and began to build a new home, while Minimalist and a few other Infected came to Rhodes Island for treatment.
He rarely brings up Zeruertza, nor does he display much in the way of homesickness. Like many other former Zeruertzans, Minimalist's outlook is optimistic, believing that they will find a new home. He cannot help but feel a pang of regret, however, that the recognition that he finally earned must be buried underground, never again to see the light of day. At first, he wanted to help rebuild the new home. Whatever time he had left, he would use it, as the current Design Representative, to help the people of Zeruertza build a sustainable city. The plan eventually fell through, not because the Zeruertzans did not want to burden him with the responsibility, but because most of them were too busy enjoying their new lives on the surface to work together. So he accepted Gavial's proposal, and traveled to Rhodes Island to receive treatment for his Oripathy, somewhat to his chagrin.
Minimalist looked back at the rainforest on the day he departed. Lightrace had left to find his teacher, and the Zeruertzans had begun to build a scattering of temporary dwellings. Minimalist told Gavial that he expected his trip to Rhodes Island to be temporary, that someday, he'd return to build a home that everyone would be happy with.

Minimalist received his first major solo project several months after joining Rhodes Island: modifying a storage space on the lower levels of the ship, which had accumulated too much random equipment and items over the years due to a lack of planning, making any modification a complicated process. The Engineering Department hoped that the assignment would improve his approach, while also making preparations in case anything unexpected came up. As expected, Minimalist's face fell when he saw the storage space, but he surprisingly refrained from the long tirade that he might have went on under normal circumstances. Instead, he calmly accepted the assignment, and began working on a draft. One month later, Minimalist submitted a design that far exceeded expectations: the space was thoroughly reorganized, and areas previously wasted were put to good use. He went around the various departments that used the items kept there, working out their optimal method of storage, and discussing the design with other engineers. Each iteration took less and less time, the entire process went smoothly, and he was in good spirits.
Minimalist did not explain the surprising result, only expressing that he is enjoying designing on his own now because he wanted to see his teacher again, and to show them that he is strong, independent, and at peace.
We do not understand what happened between Minimalist and his teacher, or how Gavial changed him, but at least he seems to be in a good place right now. In one instance, when Minimalist realized that he had not felt pain for a while after undergoing treatment, he opened a barrel of Zeruertza berry tomato wine for the first time and enjoyed it in his quarters, feeling that time has slowed down, and that he had begun to understand why his fellows want to enjoy life to the fullest.
Since then, a change can be observed in Minimalist's designs: his quarters, for example, have begun to incorporate more gentle lines and colors other than white, as well as furniture with what he used to call 'meaningless' and 'aesthetically unsound' features.
In Gavial's words, they are finally suitable for habitation.

Have you ever seen Minimalist dressed up as a flower doll by Myrtle? It's truly a sight to behold.
It began when Myrtle held the 1st Rhodes Island Durin Party, which was also open to non-Durin. Minimalist never stopped complaining, but nevertheless decorated the activity room per Myrtle's instructions, all flowery and stuff.
As more and more people arrived, some of them got drunk on fruit wine—I won't say who brought it—and they began to dress each other up with the flowers in the room, in the style of a certain Durin festival. That's what happened to Minimalist, and Myrtle and Chestnut were the main culprits. They did an amazing job, let me tell you, and surprisingly Minimalist never got mad. He ended up joining in the fun, jumping all over the place to put flowers into other people's hair.
Like I said, I guess deep down, he actually loved it!

1500

ATK

360

DEF

120

RES

Cost

ATK Interval

1.3 sec

Block

Redeploy

80 sec

Talents

Flash of Insight
When attacking, has a 25% chance to increase that ATK to 150%

Skills

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Swift Strike γ
Auto RecoveryManual Activation
Lv.
Initial SP
15
SP Cost
35
Duration
35 sec
ATK +45%; ASPD +45
atk
0.45
attack_speed
45
Prodigious Craftsmanship
Auto RecoveryAuto Activation
Lv.
Initial SP
4
SP Cost
5
The next attack deals 200% ATK as Arts damage and attacks twice consecutively
Can store 3 charges
atk_scale
2
ct
3

Modules

ORIGINAL
Minimalist's Badge
Module Selected
Operator Minimalist has demonstrated a remarkable aptitude for manipulating hovering units to combat and pursue the enemy in concert.
The Field Operations Department has thus passed the following resolution:
This operator shall be appointed a Caster Operator during field operations to exercise Mech-accord Caster responsibilities.
In witness whereof,
This badge is hereby conferred upon the above named.

FUN-Y

'New Home'

Select Module

Stage	Stats	Upgrade Description
1	HP +60 ATK +20	Mech-accord Caster Trait Attack with Drones to deal Arts damage Drone deals more damage when it attacks the same enemy again (deals up to 120% of Operator's ATK as damage)
2	HP +85 ATK +25	Flash of Insight When attacking, 30% chance to increase that attack's ATK to 155%
3	HP +100 ATK +30	Flash of Insight When attacking, 30% chance to increase that attack's ATK to 160%

'Minimalist, you KNOW it's treatment time.'
Aaand more pounding at the door.
Minimalist ignores the commotion outside, instead glancing at the distorted model on his desk. He'd rather jump off the ship than turn in this design for a New Zeruertzan landmark as it is!
He averts his eyes from it as fast as he can. Like it or not, he made that model himself, and it burns him—it leers at him. What now, proud architect? Tasking him with 'fun' was an exercise in self-defeat.
'I can't do it.'
Can't he defend his dignity in any way? He dithers in circles, growing all the more agitated. No, now he feels like he's being lassoed along. He once chased after his departed 'design representative' with all the same agitation, and the harder he held on, the harder that title threatened to tear him in two. Like his right leg, the responsibility stung relentlessly: a reminder of how short his life was, how every standstill was a step forever lost.
He can't stop now.
He roots around everywhere he can, dying for some flash of inspiration to save him. Sketches fly into the air, models tumble to the ground, and still... still no eureka moment. He claws at his head in annoyance, and then, he comes face to face with the very last thing in the room.
A barrel of berry tomato wine.
From Catch. His fellow Durin are all big drinkers—where they're concerned, booze and fun more or less go hand in hand. Still, he recalls his mentor languidly staring out the window at the dome from time to time, sitting with a glass at the table.
He resists the idea, but the thought of trying is hard to stifle once it surfaces. He strains to pry the barrel open, then fills a glass. The scent of it actually stuns him for a moment. His reflection in it ripples with memory.
'If you're curious, you may as well try.'
He did as his mentor said, accepting the bottle proffered and pouring the entire thing. The fierce bite of it made him dizzy, threatening to write off the rest of his workday. He scratched at the tiny rocks on his right leg as hard as he could, just hoping the pain would keep him sober still.
But his mentor laughed at that.
'Enjoying life is our finest trait, and what we founded our homeland on. You're no exception, Stitch. You'll understand one day.'
Hearing that voice from long ago wakes him back up. He's startled to find himself reclining carefree in his chair, glass in hand just like Catch and his mentor and all the other Durin, quietly gazing out the cabin window. He subconsciously moves to scratch at his leg's stones, but his hand freezes.
He has no throbbing pain beneath the stones. He didn't feel it when he eyed the wine barrel. He hasn't felt it for a long, long time now.
'Gavial, finally! He's been hiding in his studio forever!'
'Alright, alley-oop—'
The door bursts open, and Gavial's fist stops just a finger's width from his nose.
'Gavial? Perfect timing. Take me to the Medical Department—it's time for my treatment. What are you all staring at?'
Gavial gawks at the model rec facilities on the table behind him, a simple and surefire crowd-pleaser. Also, the bare and empty glass. It all clicks in her head, and a smile creeps onto her face.
'Gavial! Why are you hitting me? I was NOT drinking before my appointment! I poured it all back!'

RIIC Base Skills

Graphic Design
When this Operator is assigned to a Factory, gain +1 Engineering Robot per level per building, max 64
Machine Assistance α
When this Operator is assigned to a Factory, for every 16 Engineering Robot present, productivity +5%
Machine Assistance β
When this Operator is assigned to a Factory, for every 8 Engineering Robot present, productivity +5%