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Reia has began to storm off when she heard Isara's voice demean her again, and suddenly she was being turned around. Isara's grip was firm around Reia's thin arm, and she braced herself as she saw Isara's hand coming down toward her face. Reia closed her eyes and then she was pushed to the ground and out of the way of Isara's oncoming assault. Welkins had shoved her out of the way, and took the hit instead. She could hear Isara's hand connecting with the flesh of his cheek, and when she opened her eyes, she saw his eye piece fly off and onto the ground, smashing.

Isara gasped and began to plead and apologize immediately to Welkins. But he wasn't having any of it. He told her to leave more than once, and by the second time Reia could tell that Isara was kind of afraid of his voice. She disappeared and Reia looked to Welkins, the humiliation she felt just moments before intensifying, but she wanted to make sure that he was okay. She got up and brushed her leggings off before moving to his side. He was looking at the ground, and apologized for ruining her day. He then asked her to help him back to his house. She simply nodded and slid her hand into his to help guide him. Her adrenaline was still pumping and she really didn't understand Isara's reaction. Welkins had said to Isara that they were friends and nothing more, but she figured maybe Isara thought otherwise.

Finally they made it to Welkins windmill home and she pushed the door open for him, letting him go inside first. "Okay, we made it," was all she managed to say.
Reia was listening to Welkins begin to explain where he wanted to take her when she heard a high pitched voice behind them. The woman was shrieking about who was holding onto Welkins' arm. Despite the fact that this woman seemed to be extremely upset, Welkins kept his arm where it was, but Reia pulled her hands away. Was this woman his girlfriend? Why would anyone react that way unless they were an item? Reia was confused for a few moments. Welkins then introduced the woman to be Isara. He didn't smile at all while talking to her, and the backlash from Isara was extreme. "Oh so YOU are the new girl huh? Sleeping your way into Welkins heart now are you. Who the hell do you think you are?"

Reia's defenses were instantly alert, and her ice blue eyes stared right at the Isara's. Welkins spoke up before Reia could say anything though, "Isara we're just friends. I was trying to be a gentleman to her. I like her, I want her to feel right at home here. Please don't make this out to be a big deal." Reia's eyebrows furrowed together and by the sound of the response, it was only fair to assume that Welkins are Isara were together. Reia took a couple of steps away from Welkins, and she could feel the burn of Isara's eyes on her face. Reia was normally not the type to be easily offended, but she was ticked off completely by this entire situation. She felt so stupid!

"By the looks of it, the only one sleeping their way to anyone's hearts, is you. We are just friends, so don't get your stupid fucking panties in a knot, you dumb bitch. Maybe you should take a look at yourself and see what's making you so self conscious that you can't even trust your boyfriend." Reia's voice was crisp and her words short. There was no way that she was letting this woman speak to her like that. She didn't even know her. Uhg what a horrible day this was beginning to be.

Without hesitation, Reia turned and began to walk away from Welkins and Isara, heading towards her home on the outskirts of the city. Despite being small, she could walk quickly, and she shoved her hands into the pockets of her jacket, her fingers curling into fists. She felt so ridiculous, thinking that this boy liked her. He obviously had bad intentions, and she wished she could have sensed it from him.
"So... Are there any places you especially in love with around here? I'd like to see those, if that was okay?" she asked him curiously. She wanted to see the town from a locals point of view, not from a tour guides point of view, even though she was thankful he even offered to take her anywhere. She knew it wasn't his job to take people to see the town. She really loved her home and the stream and forest that was nearby, but wanted to find some new places she could visit to get away, do yoga, or just to relax.

Reia was the second youngest of her four other siblings; Lysander, Ava, Emerald, and Zayn. Ava was the youngest of them at age 15, and she was one of the sweetest people you could meet. But she was also stubborn. She missed her family a lot. She wished she could share these new experiences with them, but knew that she made this choice for herself. She looked to the ground for a moment, a wave of sadness washing over her for a brief minute. She shook the sadness away and then looked back up at Welkins, waiting to see if he was willing to bring her somewhere more personalized to his likes.

After a while, Welkins arrived and spoke to Reia gently. "Sorry that took so long. I had to spend a bit of time with my father before I could leave. You ready to go?" He held his arm out to her, and she looked at it curiously. She wasn't sure whether it would be the best idea to take his arm. She usually associated that with dating. She smiled up at him and took his arm either way, not wanting to be rude at the gesture. "That's alright. I am definitely ready to go!" she said softly. She could feel the warmth of his arm beneath her fingers despite his uniform.

"Where are we going first?" she asked, her eyes on his face since she was holing onto him, trusting he would lead her. She stayed close to his side, her shoes pressing silently against the ground. When she finally looked away from his face and to her surroundings, she blushed, realizing she was staring for much longer than was polite.

Ophelia watched Roxas disappear into the bathroom and she sat up in the bed, looking around the room gently. She easily remembered everything that had happened during the night, and she looked to the floor to see her clubbing outfit and her pjs laying in piles. She shifted slightly, her body feeling sore. She moved and took a peek into Roxas's closet and dresser, finding he mostly only had blazers and long sleeved shirts. She grabbed one of the shirts and went into the bathroom quietly to shower. One she was showered and dressed, she put her hair into two long french braids, leaving smaller pieces around the sides to frame her face. The shirt was baggy on her, and she tucked it into the shorts she wore the night before, hoping it looked somewhat decent.

Once she felt a little better, Ophelia made her way downstairs quietly and ducked into the kitchen. She saw Jax and Morthos in the living room, and figured she would let them be while she made them all a quick breakfast. She knew they would need it. Jax and Morthos would definitely be hungover. She hoped the smell of breakfast wouldn't make them feel worse. She poured Jax a glass of water and walked over with the food and the glass and handed it to either of them. She didn't say anything though before walking away from them to let them have their privacy. Instead she went back upstairs to wait for Roxas. Today they would get a group mission, she figured. She gathered her clothes off the floor and found a laundry basket, placing them inside. She would just have to come back later on and get them.
"Of course, I'd love to hang out with you. Since the town is so small it won't take long to see, but I'd like to spend more time with you if that's okay with you." was written on the note that was passed back. She tried to hide her blush, and let her hair fall back around her face like a curtain. She had crushes before, but now she was out of the 'high school' scene, and wondered if it would be different here. She gave her head a shake gently.

She didn't need that type of distraction since she's just starting out here. She did still want to hangout and she was excited despite what she told herself. She wrote back on the note, "Looking forward to it. Meet you outside during free period." She bit the inside of her lip and tried to focus on what was being said, but couldn't. Eventually the period ended, and she headed to Magic user class. This is the class she would learn to use and strengthen her affinity for Spirit. She was excited for that, and wrote notes and drew little sketches in her book while the class continued on. Finally once it ended, she headed immediately outside and waited. She tapped her foot slightly, hoping she wasn't looking too eager.
"Looks like we've been busted," Welkins said to Reia, and she held back her laughter. She cleared her throat, coughing slightly. "I guess we better pay attention..." she whispered. She really wanted to do well here, she was lucky she was accepted to the guild as it was. It was harder to get into places like SPA though, since it was a much bigger, more intense guild. Quietly Reia wrote in her notepad, though the note didn't have anything to do with the class.

"Once we have free period, we should hangout? I'm not sure how long it'll take us to see the town, but I would love your company..."

She pushed the note over to Welkins, giving him a gentle side glance and she pushed her long hair behind her ears to reveal that they were elongated and pointed at the top. Her jaw line was sharp as well, everything about her looking almost streamlined. She was happy to be a moon elf, and even though this breed of elf was a bit more rare, it just made her all that much more special.
Reia grinned when Welkins saved her a seat next to his, which was close to the window. "Hi! Yes here I am and there you are," he said to her. She laughed softly and listened to him talk about the class. He said it was his favorite. "This is my favorite class. The first day is kinda boring but after today we get to use our weapons a lot and fight each other. I have the record for the longest distance shot with my rifle. It's all thanks to this."

She looked at his eye piece again and decided to ask about it, "Does it help you see? Or is it mostly just useful for when you are using your weapon?" Reia was a curious person, loving to learn and experience new and exciting things. She looked up at him, watching his face while she waited for his response. She was barely paying any attention to the instructor, if she was honest, but wrote down a few key words she heard. She was pretty decent with her daggers. She could fight if she needed, but it wasn't in her top hobby list, that was for sure.
Eventually after a while, Reia made it to the guild building. First she had history, but since it was the first day she figured the class wouldn't take too long, or at least that not much would be going on. Usually it was just an overview of what they would learn over the course of the year. Reia made her way to class, paying attention and writing notes when she felt it was good to do so. She just wanted it to be the next class already. She hoped that there was a seat near Welkins, since he was the only one she knew.

Once History ended, Reia went to the next class, which was weaponry. She stood in the doorway slightly, waiting to see where people would sit. There wasn't a seating arrangement for any class, but knew that people who were friends would sit together. Once Welkins walked into the room, Reia sort of followed him to his seat, waiting to see if anyone would sit beside him. "There you are!"
Reia woke up early enough to make herself some breakfast. She made toast with cheese and yogurt on the side along with a grapefruit and a glass of water. She ate quietly, thinking about how the day might go. She was excited to see Welkins again, hoping he would introduce more people to her so she could make a few more friends. She wasn't really shy, but she also wasn't extremely outgoing, which was perfectly fine with her.

She went into her bedroom and decided on an outfit to wear. It consisted of a blush colored blazer with a white lace top that she tucked into a pair of navy blue shorts. She decided on a pair of navy blue flats to go with it, and grabbed her book bag, placing everything she might need for the day inside, including her daggers. Finally she was out the door, crossing the little bridge over the stream to head into town.
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