[h1][color=Red]Argus Leandros[/color][/h1]

At Isla's comment, Argus would simply bring up his hands in a 'what do you want me to do?' motion. It's not like he could free her, that would put him in deep shit with the guild, and considering that she didn't seem to please with him at the moment, he doubted they could hold much of a conversation. He did feel bad for Isla, but his hands were tied in this instance. So with nothing to be done about the situation, he continued his stride out of the camp and into the park, following the trail down into the city proper. However, before he could say or do anything, a voice suddenly spoke up behind him, causing him to jump a bit as he reflexively leaped back, his Godslayer aura flaring up a bit as he instinctively prepped himself for a fight. However, he instead found himself faced with an unbelievably attractive woman, the sight of which caused his cheeks to light up a bit as he coughed into his hand, killing his magic as he took a more neutral stance.

"Uh, nothing much, just, you know, kinda bored." Argus ran his hand through his hair for a bit, trying to appear more aloof and non-chalant, putting his other hand in his pocket as he proceeded to let out yawn of feigned disinterest. "My guild went off to the Stadium for the games, but I'm not really into that kind of thing, so I stayed behind. Been driving myself up the wall with boredom and the only person to talk to is a moody, teenage girl who has a bit of a grudge against me. SO, with that in mind, I decided to wonder the city . . . which I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to be doing but hey, I'll be back before they even now I'm gone." 

As Argus spoke, he took a second to study the strange woman before him, and once he knocked the dirty observations out of his head, he went on to the more serious ones. First being how she was able to easily sneak up on him, something he liked to thing he was rather good at preventing, and the second being that she had a certain . . . presence about her. An aura of strength and confidence similar to that other woman he'd somewhat met, and the guild master. She wasn't just your average everyday bombshell, but a very strong mage. Part of him wanted to challenge her to a fight, the part that was really itching for an easy way to relieve some boredom, but he reigned in his impulses. he didn't want to have another Marlene situation where shit gets blown to kingdom come because he couldn't control himself. So after taking a breath to calm his baser impulses, he decided to try and converse with this woman normally, without asking her for a fight, trying to pull a prank on her, or allowing his eyes to drift towards her rather buxom chest. 

[i]So many urges, no release . . . fuck, being disciplined is hard, dammit![/i]

"By the way, my name's Argus Leandros, and is there any other reason a fine lady sich as yourself saw fit to speak to me?  My appearances tends to turn most people off from casual conversation." He said, drawing more attention to the marking on his neck, unusually blood-red hair, and demonic black and crimson eyes. "Not exactly in the running for Fiore's most eligible bachelor here, am I?"

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