Hi-Summoner Realmor walked up to the podium in the middle of the stage. He gazed at the thousands of students sitting in the auditorium waiting for him to start. Today was to be the celebration of the school's 100th anniversary since Ason the great established it in 1920. Realmor closed his eyes and began to concentrate, he said a few lines of incantation and a bright light filled the room. Once it dissipated a large bird with feathers of shimmering gold rested on his right shoulder.
"Students! Today is the celebration of a most grand occasion! Today is the day, that the master of summoning, the Great Hi-Summoner Ason established this magnificent school! As such, in order to celebrate such a joyous occasion, the school will add a new grade level so that younger students can enter this prestigious and learn the ways of summoning. After much research and discussion, it has been decided that this new program will start at the beginning of the new school year." Realmor was glad that he didn't have to talk to much, he just had to do the opening remarks; brief as they were though, it got the message to students. Ason High had recently increased in size after the tragic fall and destruction of a nearby business building taking up a large portion of land. No one figured out who had did it, all they did know, was that there was a single figure fleeing from the scene as the building bursted into flames followed quickly by a set a small explosions placed at the supports. It fell in minutes and the schools east wall received heavy damage from the incident. 3 years had past since that terrible event, and a small memorial just outside of the school marked the death of those who died. No one knows who was responsible, but many people refer to the figure as the Burning Phantom.
Soon the new school year would start, and Realmor was both nervous and excited for the expected influx of new students. He wanted everything to be perfect on that day. Nothing less would be accepted, so he went to the schools summoning building and walked to the store house inside it. He was quickly met by a large blue gaseous enigma.
Enigma: What brings you to this sacred area Realmor?
Realmor: I just want to inspect the store house of summoning disks one last time.
Enigma: You know they are all there and set in place.
Realmor: I know, but one last time please.
Enigma: Fine... I don't know why I let you in so frequently.
Realmor: Oh just relax Eledon.
Eledon opened a door in the wall and Realmor walked through. Inside was a large cavernous expanse, filled with shelves and cases of summoning disks. Realmor looked back on the time he first received his summon. Arc-Pheonix.
Realmor eagerly awaited his turn as he watched another student enter through the magic door. He was so excited, he just wanted to run in there and look around. The giant blue enigma however kept all the students in a tight quiet line. No one wanted to make the mysterious gas angry. Rumor has it, that if you made the gas angry it would eat you and you would become gas yourself. No one really believed it, but then again, no one wanted to take that chance. Finally, his time had come, Realmor tentatively walked through the portal and was amazed by the huge area all full of strange looking stone disks. Almost immediately, he was greeted by another gaseous enigma, this one was red.
Ahhh. Young one, would you care to take a walk with me? Realmor silently agreed and the 2 walked down a large staircase deeper into the room. As they walked, Realmor felt a strange sensation he never felt before. As if it were tugging to some point in the cavern. It felt warm, cozy, but scary all at the same time. He really didn't know how to explain the sensation but soon enough he stopped in front of a large pile of disks. He didn't know how, but he knew which disk to pick. He slowly walked over and grabbed a disk lying on the floor.
Is this the one you choose? Realmor nodded his head and the 2 walked to a different part of the cavern. They stopped in front of a huge magic circle and the red enigma bade him place the disk in the center. Realmor did as he was told and set it down. He stepped back and the circle began to glow. Brighter and brighter the light grew, till it was blinding. Soon it faded and what was left was a small white gold bird standing where the disk once was.
Congratulations child, you both have chosen each other.
Realmor quickly ran over to the tiny bird and scooped him up. The bird immediately reacted by jumping onto his shoulder.
Realmor left the cavernous expanse with a smile on his face. That was the day he and Fury had first met.
Meeka woke up as the delicious smell of bacon wafted up to her room. She quickly got out of bed and got dressed in her favorite outfit. It was a purplish-pink dress that her mom made for her last year as a birthday gift. Despite the fact that it was very fashionable, the dress was surprisingly comfortable as well. Meeka didn't care that her mom used her as advertisement for the already famous clothesline "Chic Gray". She just enjoyed being able to wear beautiful clothes. Once Meeka was dressed, she raced down the stairs and into the kitchen, where her dad and his summoned creature, Baalfire were cooking food. Baalfire was a large fire elemental with wicked flamesteel gauntlets on both hands. Her dad had made a large area around the house out of stone so that Baalfire could be out and about. without burning the house down, or the nearby trees. "Hey dad? How long have you had Baalfire again?" Meeka's dad smiled as he looked back at his daughter.
"Oh goodness.... its been how long Baalfire?"
"15 years. And I wasn't nearly this big when we first met. I was small enough to fit into a microwave."
Meeka's dad laughed and he pulled the pan off of Baalfire's hand. Meeka grabbed a pot holder and set it on the table so that her dad could put the burning pan down. Shortly after they sat down, Meeka's mom came into the kitchen wearing a very "interesting" dress. Dad didn't even look up, he knew the clothes his wife was wearing. She had showed him yesterday and his comment was still the same. You look like a "sick mermaid out of water. It's not going to sell, nor will your staff approve of it."
Meeka chuckled a little as her mom walked out of the kitchen grumbling. She grabbed some eggs off a plate, than a piece of toast, (Masterfully toasted by Baalfire) and a slice of bacon. She quickly ate all of it and impatiently waited for her dad to finish eating. Her dad sensed eager eyes staring him down and simply said, "We can't leave until your mother is ready." Meeka slumped her head on the table and fiddled with the few scraps of food left on her plate. "She'll take forever."
Today was to be the first day that Meeka was to go to high school. It wasn't just any highschool, but it was Ason High. An amazing academy set on a large hill over looking the city setting itself as the greatest landmark around for many miles. Meeka couldn't contain herself, she wanted to leave, she wanted to go to school. She wanted..... to get her own summoned creature just like her dad. Meeka's mom eventually came out in a much more modest and comely outfit. Her dad got up and grabbed the keys off the hook, gave Baalfire charge of the house while they were gone, and drove off to Felmont city once everyone was in the car.
After what seemed like an eternity, they pulled up to the front gate of the school and Meeka jumped out of the car as soon as she could. She stopped shortly after she got out though; there were so many kids her age standing around, all of them waiting for the gates to open. Meeka suddenly felt very shy and nervous, and just sat under a tree a short distance off from the crowd of kids.
Arsenia wakes to the god awful shrieking of her alarm clock and does not even try to stifle the groan that makes its way out of her mouth. “Nope,” she grumbles, her hand shooting out from under the covers to flounder about blindly until it finds the snooze button and hits it.
“Up and at ‘em, sunshine,” her father calls from the hallway.
“Blgh,” the pink haired girl replies, pulling the covers over her head to complete her cocoon of solitude.
“Now,” her dad says in his serious voice, and Sen knows he’s about one minute away from getting the fog horn out.
“I’m up,” the teenager responds, rolling out of bed with little ceremony. She hunts around for something clean to wear and settles on a pair of ripped jeans and a white t-shirt before finishing up her morning routine and heading into the kitchen.
“I made you some toast. You better get a move on, it’d be a shame if you were late and got a bottom-of-the-barrel summon,” her dad jokes while taking a sip of his coffee.
“That’s enough out of you, funny-man,” Arsenia quips as she grabs her toast. She gives her dad a quick peck on the cheek and heads out the door. It only takes the teen five minutes to walk the two blocks to the high school, but she stops short of her destination to suck in a deep breath to calm her last minute jitters. “You’ve got this,” she tells herself before nodding and taking the last few steps to join the other students waiting to be let through the gate.
Edge hummed along to the radio as he treated himself to breakfast, french toast and maple syrup stolen right out of the the tree. Walking up he kicked his feet up taking a seat in a pew, eating his breakfast in silence as he stared at the stained glass. School didn't start for an hour but he ready, had everything he would need and room for whatever else he wanted. Finishing his lovely little meal he decided to run to school, the fun way.
Heading back behind the podium he opened a door to a ladder, this ladder went up to the bell tower and by extension the roof. Easiest way to move around was along the roof of a building place he could wake everyone up in time for work. Laughing he climbed up the ladder then, reaching the top he paused a moment to smell the air then climbed down the side of the bell tower and on to the roof. With his school bag stashed up here along with his violin he stowed both on his back and ran.
He leaped the small gap between roof's as the wind whipped at his face and the sun etched itself into the sky above them the Felmont. He laughed waving at people, doing a front flip to the next roof as he slid down the side and stopped just across the street from Ason High. He looked at it slightly worried, most of the kids there looked... Stuck up and pretentious, he going to be out of place in this bunch. Well nothing for it now. The white haired boy with the blood red eyes crossed the street, with half an hour to go he climbed a nearby tree and decided to catch a last minute nap before classes. So there he was ten minutes before school started asleep in a tree by the gate to the school.
Meeka felt really nervous, she had never been near so many people all at one time. She really didn't leave the house much so she didn't interact with as many people in the city than she should have. She looked at all the kids, some were very tall, some were loud, others just stood in awkward silence. "What's going on here?" she thought as rested her head on the tree. She thought about all the things she wanted to do at school, now... she just wanted to go home. She was terrified of how many kids were here, and to make matters worse, her parents had already left. They knew Meeka too well, if they had stayed, Meeka would have complained to them until they took her home. She just sat there not knowing what to do.
Meeka eventually stood up and heard what sounded like... snoring? She looked up and fell back down scared and almost screamed when she saw some random boy sleeping in the tree above her. Meeka looked around, no one had seen her reaction, she hoped, but school was getting ready to start and she couldn't talk. It was like a cat had her tongue. No matter how hard she tried, the words wouldn't come out. So she did the next best thing, she grabbed a small stick nearby and threw it at the boy to wake him. She winced a little when it hit him in the head. She suddenly shouted, "Wake up!"
The equivalent of a military green armored limo would pull up as the crowd had formed past the gate. Bickering could be heard from inside for a couple minutes as the car was put in park. The two voices from the car sounded like a young girl and her mother though the mother seemed to have a certain drill sergeant like tone in her voice.
"It's time to go out were here already what's taking so long" Mother
"There is to many people here can't I just stay at home." Young girl
"It won't be a problem just go outside."
"No"
"Don't make me get back there and take you by the collar?"
"No"
...
A little bit later the timid slightly younger girl was pushed out of the car almost falling on her face before her bags fell out after...All three of them. Despite being the smallest child of the group she seemed to carry them quite handling even taking one of the heavier ones on her back. Though she didn't actively try for this you could tell they even matched well with her cloths and each other one being purple, another red, and even a pink one she carried on her back. She'd slowly stare over the crowed looking at how large it was and not wanting to go in it, but not wanting to be the girl standing all by herself with no friends.
She'd scan the crowds looking for anybody anywhere she could stand without looking like a loser. She quickly noticed the group sitting under the tre, and though it wasn't the smallest group it was in the shade. She didn't really like the sunlight much, and her mother made sure she wore sunscreen and her sunglasses today. Thanks to that no one could see the scared expression in her eyes as she approached them accidently almost sounding like the rich brat staring at them, and saying, "What are you all doing here?"
The crowd stirred restlessly as they waited to push through the main gates of the school. Standing in the dead center, still as a statue was Blanc, the other students tried to push him out the way and yelled for him to move, but he just stood there motionless. This was a sight to behold, so many happy faces in one place. How could they all be so happy? So oblivious? They were all green, unaware of the horrors that were taking place around them at this very moment, but was that so bad? Not knowing the horrors of this world they could live their lives without a care. Maybe, just maybe if Blanc had done the same thing he could have smiled so carelessly as well.
His contemplative thought was interrupted when he was nearly knocked over by a larger student who was trying to force his way to the front of the crowd. "Move it shrimp." He said aggressively, as he pushed Blanc out of the way. If this had been before Blanc would have had to kill him to show his dominance, but here no one cared if he did nothing, they didn't even notice that he nearly fell. Everyone's so oblivious. He thought to himself as he started to move forward towards the front of the crowd. If he didn't hurry, he'd fall behind and be late for the opening ceremony.
Edge didn't wake up when the stick hit him, instead he rolled over. Promptly rolling out of the tree, luckily he woke up about half down, sadly he not a cat. He managed to rolled over landing on his back as he hit the ground, landing right between the two girls. His eyes darted between the two girls above him as he groaned and sat up looking between Meeka and Lucille. He got up dusting himself off looking between the two girls who were much better dressed than he was. The street rat looked over at the gate with a sigh then back at the other. "I'm Edge, nice to meet you both. Sorry for the sudden entrance but we need to get going. We all want to meet our summon don't we?"
He shifted his shoulders and sighed, his bag still sitting in the tree he ran around to the other side and ran at the tree. He ran right up the side pushed off the tree grabbed the bag, doing a back flip he threw it over his shoulders and grinned. He fixed his snow white hair and checked his bag, opening his violin case making sure his prized possession was okay. He was tempted to play it to calm his nerve but he knew it wasn't the time or place. So he shut the case, turned back towards the gate for the final time and took a step forward.
Meeka didn't know what to say. On one hand, she threw a stick at this poor kid and him fall out of a tree, and on the other there was this red haired girl right next to her. Meeka didn't know whether to apologize or greet the new girl. Just as she was about to say something the boy cut her off. "I'm Edge, nice to meet you both. Sorry for the sudden entrance but we need to get going. We all want to meet our summon don't we?" Meeka nodded her head slightly and was amazed when the boy ran up the tree and got his backpack, and... was that a violin case? Seeing Edge walk off, she promptly turned to the girl with red hair standing next to her. "Um... Hi there... My name is Meeka? What is your's?"
Meeka didn't know what else to say, except ask for the girl's name and offer a hand for a hand shake. She quickly looked past her and watched as the gates to the school finally opened.
"Oh thank God," Sen breathes as the gates finally open. It felt like they had all been standing around waiting to be let in for hours. Any longer and she might have gotten a few grey hairs.
The pink haired girl starts to move forward but she stops when out of the corner of her eye she sees a kid fall out of a tree. Arsenia blinks once, then again to be extra sure that teenage boys are indeed just falling from trees at random now. Sure enough, the white haired youth is sprawled between two pretty girls, who both look horrified at this particular turn of events.
"What the f--," Arsenia is cut off by some meat head who plows by her and nearly knocks her on her butt. She hears a gruff, "Move it shrimp," and scowls at the jerk's retreating back. The unnamed brute manages to knock another kid askew on his war path to get into the school.
"You alright?" She asks the silver haired boy while quirking her brow. Before the question has even finished leaving her mouth the taller teen has righted himself and started to move with the crowd again.
With the school gates now open, like a damn breaking under pressure, the impatient students flooded on to the school grounds. Some were running, others were taking their time, but no one was standing still. Blanc took a deep breath then began to nimbly move his way through the crowd. Like a trout swimming down stream he moved gracefully like a dancer, no more like a fighter. Blanc had no idea where he was supposed to be going, but he pressed on. If you looked at him it was obvious that he was lost. Being a last-minute addition to the academy he never received a schedule for the first day, all he knew was that there was to be an assembly and then the students would get their "summons", whatever that was supposed to mean.
While moving forward Blanc heard a faint voice call out to him from behind him. Turning around he was greeted by a girl with short pink hair and deep green eyes. "Did you say something?" The response wasn't said in neither an aggressive or friendly tone. It was almost robotic. If you didn't know any better you'd mistake him for a soulless animatronic. His face was expressionless, almost like it was sculpted from clay, a living statue. His eyes were the only part that seemed to be alive, but even they were cold and uncaring.
Meeka stood there awkwardly with her outstretched as she waited for the girl grab hers. Nothing, she just stared at Meeka and said nothing. Meeka shifted from foot to uncomfortably for a bit before she decided to just walk on. "It was nice to meet you." She said as she walked on by. She stopped for a bit though, looking in front of her, there were a ton of kids pouring into the school grounds. She saw a few people get knocked around by the throng but overall she was slightly scared about the whole scene. What if she too was knocked down, but never actually managed to get up and was trampled. No She told herself, now was not the time to be imagining bad things that could happen. Instead, she decided to think of happy things. Like meeting new people and making friends, and also getting her own summon. She just couldn't wait to what type of creature she would get. Meeka pulled a paper out of her backpack and looked at the map in her hand. Apparently, there was to be a big event on the first day of school and she needed to get there.
Meeka pressed on, slowly pushing herself through the crowd. She was bumped a few times, but never knocked down (to her relief). She looked around trying to figure out where to go... it was no good. She was just too short to see where anything. Not giving up, Meeka decided to ask someone for directions, and that someone was a tall guy with white hair.
"Excuse me sir, but can you help me find this area of the school?" Meeka pointed to a highlighted building on the map.
"Did you say something?" The other student looked back and asked with a neutral tone, his blue eyes boring into hers unflinchingly. Arsenia could tell instantly that she never wanted to be on his bad side.
"I asked if you were alright, but I can see now that I don't need to worry about you," she answered back with a lazy smile, shifting her book bag to her other shoulder. One of the girls from earlier made her way over, her long blue strands of hair floating behind like angel wings. She was so adorable that Sen thought it should be illegal.
"Excuse me sir, but can you help me find this area of the school?" The shortest of the group asked the silver haired youth tentatively, gesturing towards where the auditorium was marked on the map.
"That's in the north wing of the school, on the first floor, straight past the library," Sen informed, making eye contact with the girl for the first time. "I think we've all got general assembly right now, so I can show you where it is if you need some help."
Edge made his way through the crowd, slowly trundling towards the auditorium. He was pushed a little force to walk at an incredibly slow pace through the crowd, it took all his will power not to climb a building and get there in a minute. Of course he was trying to be good however when some jerk pushed him into a wall yelling for others to move, he decided to conveniently forget he to be on his best behavior.
"Yo! Jerk face, why don't you walk like everyone else. Your just another kid here, so leave the entitlement at the door." He told him walking towards the big guy.
The brute just turned and glared. "What are you gonna do about it punk? It's not like your-" He then cut off with kick to the crotch leaving him on his knee's as some of the other kids gasped and a handful cheered. Shooting the bully a death glare the violinist turned and walked on toward the auditorium. Most of the other children giving him a wide berth now, knowing that the boy with the red eyes didn't play around.
Thanks to an unforeseen delay in the departure of her flight, when Eris arrived at the front gates of the Ason Academy they were already being opened and a stream of students were pushing and pulling one another, trying to muscle their way inside the school as if rushing in without thinking would do them any good. "Just like a bunch of fat swines marching down to the slaughterhouse." Eris thought, as a displease scowl appeared in her face.
Nevertheless, she exited the car she was in taking care of her few bags and headed inside the school as soon as the commotion began to die out.
Eris took her time to judge the few human beings that were acting in a different way than the rest of the crowd and, in fact, here and there she spotted a few who looked like they could be worthy of her attention. However, as soon as her eyes fell on a distressed-looking girl dressed in a light purple dress, Eris' feet began to move on their own until she was right in front of said girl.
"Excuse me, but were did you got that dress? I own pretty much every piece of that brand but had never seen this design before, perhaps..." Eris stopped right before she cold ask if the dress was an exclusive one, the reason for that was that the girl in question looked terribly familiar to her, in fact, "wait a minute. I think I've seen your face somewhere before." The question on Eris head was where was it that she saw the girl before, certainly it wasn't in person, because Eris wasn't the type to remember a face that she didn't deemed important, so... "A magazine, perhaps?"
Yes, it was it. this girl was in one of Eris' fashion magazines, and now that she took the time to look at her more carefully she noticed that the girl had an uncanny likeness of the daughter of the Chic Gray brand's CEO. "Excuse me for asking, but could per any chance be Meeka Gray, the heiress of the Chic Gray brand?"
"That's in the north wing of the school, on the first floor, straight past the library," Sen informed, making eye contact with the girl for the first time. "I think we've all got general assembly right now, so I can show you where it is if you need some help."
Meeka looked at the pink haired girl who had just offered her help. "Well... if it's not out of your way, than I would be most happy if you helped me get there." Meeka blushed a little and looked towards the ground, "I'm too small to see over anyone here, I can't find which way to go." Meeka felt so embarrassed asking for help. It was the first school day, but she didn't think she would be this helpless so quickly. If it were school work and studying, she would have it done no problem. However, when it came to people and crowds, there really wasn't much she could do. She handed the pink haired girl the map and asked. "By the way. My name is Meeka. What's yours?"
Before the pink haired girl could answer, another girl walked up very quickly and asked, "Excuse me for asking, but could per any chance be Meeka Gray, the heiress of the Chic Gray brand?"
Meeka's eyes flashed with surprise. "How do you know me? Have we met?" Then she suddenly remembered who she was, *Right. I am the daughter of a world renowned fashion business. Of course people are going to know who I am.* Meeka suddenly began to feel a little rushed and flustered. She never had to deal with so many things at once dealing with people. She wanted to scream but that wouldn't go over very well, so instead she just stood there, and shook the new girl's hand saying, "Yes. That is me. Can I help you?"
The pink haired girl broke eye contact and gave a shaky response. It was obvious that she feared him to some extent. She smiled half-heatedly then turned her attention away from him. Another girl had approached the two, this one had long light blue hair that was blowing in the wind. She was short, short enough to be mistaken for a gradeschooler from a distance. Her voice was soft and caring, something Blanc wasn't very familiar with. She asked him if he knew where he could find something, then pointed to a map that was gripped tightly in her small, delicate hands. "No, I cant help you there." He replied, lucky for him the pink haired girl from before seemed to know exactly where they needed to go. With a long winded response she explained that the auditorium was to the north of the main building, if they just followed the flow of the students they'd arrive there eventually. Taking one last look at the two girls, Blanc turned and left without a word. Just as he parted, a girl who looked like she might have been worth his time approached the group. Its a shame, she could have been interesting. However, Blanc didnt have the time to waste on such trivial matters.
Up ahead was a sight to behold, the large guy from earlier who had shoved him out of the way laid on the ground groveling in pain. It appeared that he had sustained a rather hard impact to the groin. The one who did this to him? A ragged looking boy who wasn't not much taller than Blanc. It was a rather unorthodox way of solving things, some would say it was a cowards work. A punch to the throat would have been more effective and less damaging to his image. Blanc couldn't say anything though, back when he first started fighting he used a swift kick to the groin to win a few matches before he learned to properly fight.
Lazarus awoke with a soft beeping sound of his watch. He never used his alarm clock because it would let everyone know that he was awake, and with his new "family" he was never sure when they were up or when they were asleep. It was one o'clock I. The morning so he was groggy. He got up as quietly as possible and got dressed for school. Now he could be mentally tormented instead of physically tormented. After gathering is materials for school he opened his window and climb down the rope he got over the summer and walked to school.
Within the hour he arrived at the school with no suprise that no one was at the gate. He's sat there and waited thinking about how miserable his life is and how cruel the world really is. He eventually got infuriated with the idea and had to leave and find something to do. He walked the school's fence perimeter until he came across a slight bend. The bend in the fence looked as if it had been pride open awhile ago by someone. Of course the best course of action was to slip through and take a peek at the school. Unfortunately there were a decent amount of guards to avoid when trying to get close but he got the general layout of the school. Figures since last time it was burnt to the ground and they want the opening to go flawlessly. He slipped back out making g a note of where it was and walked back to the gate.
It was about five o'clock and a few w students had showed up and started to talk with each other. He made sure to avoid everyone as much as possible. There was one kid that was being especially kind and greeting everyone he saw. It made him nauseous just looking at him. The boy notice him and walked over and Lazarus cursed under his breath. The boy said, "Hi my name is-" and immediately cut him off by saying, "Go kill yourself." The boy was extremely surprised and hurt by his words and at first slowly backed away and then turned and bristle walk away from him.
It was about seven o'clock and it really started to get crowded. It made him feel a bit better since it was harder to focus on one thing and there were so many things going on. He was leaning on the entrance gate trying to finish the day and go to the dorms as soon as possible. The gate eventually opened and he walked very briskly to the stadium. He took a seat closest to the exit so he could be the first one out. He sat there tapping his foot waiting for the presentation to start.
"Excuse me for asking, but could per any chance be Meeka Gray, the heiress of the Chic Gray brand?" Came a voice, and Sen turned to a silver haired girl with the same 'Don't-mess-with-me-or-I-will-destroy-you' expression the blue eyed, silver headed boy had ((This is Aloys)). Sen was starting to think that having silver hair was a common trait among baddasses.
Somewhere ahead of them, one silver haired and red eyed boy was kneeing a jerk in the crotch. Theory confirmed. ((This is Edge))
Sen waited patiently as the two shorter girls introduced themselves to each other, watching the boy leave out of the corner of her eye. After a moment she cleared her throat to catch the other's attention. "I'm Sen," she said, jerking her chin towards the auditorium. "Y'all can keep talking, but we have to get a move on or we're gonna miss the whole thing."
She turned and headed towards the auditorium, walking by the same brute from earlier who was now on his knees and blubbering incoherently. Right before she made it to the auditorium she caught up to the red eyed boy from earlier who had fallen out of a tree ((This is Edge)).
"I'm Sen," she told the boy, even though he didn't ask. "What's your name?"
"Eris Reinhardt," Eris said, addressing everyone of the present persons but only caring to shake Meeka's hand. Just as she expected, the pretty girl's handshake was puny, but despite the fact that all on that girl made her look like a mouse cornered by a hungry cat, Eris couldn't disregard her like she did to others. The reason was simple, "I love your mother's clothing. She sure knows the kind of clothes a human being should be dressing. And..." Eris gave Meeka an eyeful from her delicate feet until the top of head, crested in hair so silky that made Eris' look like barbed wire in comparison, but of course she kept her gaze fixed on the girl's dress for much longer.
In fact, Eris kept gripping Meeka's hand, as well as, evaluating her figure for so long that the other girl eventually started blushing. And her daze was only broken when Meeka stuttered a meek, "Erm... hmm... could you, perhaps let me go?"
"Sure, my apologies..." Eris let Meeka's hand go, but still clenched her right fist a few times, until the phantom feeling of the other girl's body warmth vanished.
It was then that a taller girl that presented herself as Sen, urged both of them to get moving, before they got late to the opening ceremony. "Presumptuous of her part to try and order me, though I'll give in this, since she's right." Eris thought before saying, "Of course, though I'll follow my own path from here onward."
Then, just before leaving, Eris turned to Meeka again and said, as faint predatory smile formed is her lips, "Meeka Gray, I look forward to your performance as summoner."
"I'll acknowledge you too, Sen. I hope to meet both of you on the battlefield soon..."
When Eris had already left, both of the other girls couldn't help but notice a stream of black feathers where she was standing just a few moments ago, though no bird had flew over there.
