Alexander Valerian - Diver's Paradise (Southern Gate)
When everyone finally settled again near the South gate, Alex took a quick head count out of curiosity. Out of the many who had come to listen to the speech, less than fifty remained. Figuring others just lacked the guts, he turned his attention to Luke as the other man climbed the pile of equipment before them. Apparently it was still time for talking.
Shaggy hair? Alexander questioned internally with one eyebrow raised, looking around briefly before realizing that he was the one being addressed.
What a pain. I thought we were going to smash some heads, not exchange pleasantries. Of course, Alex was now much more practiced at keeping his thoughts to himself than he had been many years ago. No point in putting off your only allies when your way of life was threatened.
"Name's Alexander, most just call me Alex. Left my family back in Sinon almost eight years ago. Not looking to see the place I now call home invaded by every Junker punk who thinks he can make something of himself by participating in their little government shindig. And if you want to know what I'm capable of, challenge me to a fist fight. It'll be fun, I promise." When he started to speak, Alex's voice was flat and matter-of-fact. Before long though, his true nature showed through in the snarky tone with which he delivered the last few phrases. He was starting to get bored, standing around so much. Though the crowd was significantly smaller, it still bothered him to have so many people about.
