@Seirei No Hai@dabombjk@Spriggs27@FamishedPants@lunarlors34@Lucius Cypher@Noodles@ForettEase took another glance back down at his injury while he walked.
This is weird. I was in front of Vesta and pretty much had nothing to defend myself. Even with the berries, this wound should be way more serious. Unless... His eyes went in for a quizzical glare at his injury.
"Stop this right now!"Ease's back immediately stiffened at the sudden deep voice that bellowed not too far from him. He looked back with a face less nervous and more asking "What's going on NOW?" and noticed a large man covered head to toe in armor. He let out a sigh and a smile.
"Finally...Some order in all of this." He took his hands off the two's backs and instead turned around to take a better glimpse at what was going on.
Once again displaying the flair that Ease now associated with him, Aleph proceed to puff out his chest and announced his exit. Well after nearly tripping from hearing the larger man speak. With an admittedly inspiring laugh and some impressive jumps, he was gone just as soon as he entered it.
"Crazy asshole...But the guys got skills, won't lie. And a weirdly nice laugh." He muttered to himself. He looked down and felt the wound he left a bit. He flinched. While it wasn't bad, it still stung to touch. Though there was one thing that was certain-the guy was holding back. Well, on the cut at least. The fight he wasn't as certain on. It didn't say a lot and it was much too soon to make judgement, but maybe the guy wasn't exactly bad. Bat shit insane-he already made that conclusion. But even the craziest people aren't necessarily
bad. He looked up where he left. Hmm...
He swung his head back over to where Vesta and the large man now stood. In practically a mere instance, she took the destroyed city street and put it together as if she and Aleph had never fought. He took a closer look. Hell...that street looked even
better than it previously was. He raised an eyebrow.
You just used carefully created public property as ammunition. How the hell did you improve it on top of fixing it? He did take a note though. To be able to fix something like that and so quickly...It was impressive no doubt. Props to her there.
"And may I inquire as to who you are sir knight? It takes a man of considerable courage to come between a Celestia and their foe. Let alone try and order one around. But where are my manners, before asking your name I should give my own first. Forgive me I always forget to do so. My name is Vesta Celestia, heir to the Celestia family. Surely a knight knows of us? Please tell me you do because no one I've spoken to today seems to." What was with this girl and her name? He knew nobility was important, but the more she mentioned it, the more it reminded him of the usual pompous girls that were the causers of the drama back in his high school years. To her credit, she didn't seem to really cause the issue so much as escalate it and, unlike those girls, she definitely had a good reason to brag. Hell, as long as she didn't let her ego get to her, she'd probably be an alright asset. Not as much as the dragon, but definitely helpful.
Afterwards, the knight known as Malakaus introduced himself as well. Swamp Tribe...The man obviously wasn't city raised. He still had a rather refined way of speaking though. And on top of that, his main priority seemed to be simply keeping the peace above all else. Ease gave a "phew" and a smirk. He didn't know the guy obviously but a knight with such values is good news. Less fights and someone he can sorta fall back on.
As the two spoke, a man walked past them, head down as if he was trying to avoid the authorities and mumbling. Ease glanced over at him with eyes of curiosity more than anything. The man seemed different somehow but his clothes weren't anything special. It seemed like he was just this world's equivalent of some sort of...Japanese wanderer. What did they call them? A wanderer? He shrugged.
It'll come to me at some point. At least I hope so. Zin then announced how she apparently was willing to follow Vesta due to her display in power. And announcing how she was looking for a....purpose? That was a new one. Was she a wanderer like that man? Then he glanced down and noticed Zin grabbing Vesta's....posterior. She immediately moved her hand to slap her on the back when she took notice, as if trying to brush off what just happened. Either she had no sense of personal space or she really likes Vesta's peaches. The only thing for certain was that Ease was blushing like the color on his chest. It didn't help that now his attention was placed on the geomancer's behind. Which was a lot curvier than he had noti-
"GAH! Eyes stop that!" He said to himself, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to stop himself. As his brain was trying to find other things to grab at that wasn't the booty, he took not of what Zin's introduction to the knight. Though he didn't quite get why she did it. He didn't seem to ask her, but hey. Initiative. Respect there.
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*Do you mind!”
Ease jumped back for a second at the new individual that was near him. Some hooded man. Ironically his clothing reminded him of his new ruined clothes. He looked left and right as if he was talking to him. Was he? It would make sense if that was to Zin too.
"I uh...What?" After a few awkward seconds, he cleared his voice and shifted his head back over to the group.
"~Aaaanywaaaay~""Zin's right. To be more exact, he called my compatriot over here *points to the black haired boy* a 'dark lord' named Henry Ford and that the ladies present including Ms Neige *points to the el* were his generals. For what reason, I don't know. After that, the fight began and ended as you arrived. However, despite all of that...call me crazy, but I'm not sure if he was thoroughly trying to kill us." He said, already expecting critique on his judgement.
He put his hands in the air defensively yet his face still kept a sort of monotone, deadpan expression.
"Now hear me out. I tried deflecting a slash directed towards Vesta after having to get him *points to the black haired boy again* from taking the blow instead. Now considering the fact that besides my clothing I was unarmed and that I was directly in front of her, I should be critically injured. Simple logic puts it that he'd have to be swinging hard to get a good blow on Vesta at the distance he was at and someone even closer and therefore much easier to cut down would take a far worse hit than even that. Yet," He pointed to his new chest wound.
"This is all there is. It hurts, but I'm not in any bad condition. From that, it can be easily figured out he held back. If not on Vesta, then on the attack I took, most definitely."Putting one hand down and another to his chin, he closed his eyes.
"My theory is most obviously is that he wasn't gunning to kill. Injure-More than likely. But I seriously doubt on the kill front. So the only real question is why." He opened his eyes, finishing the analysis he made on the fight. He admits it was more or less on the fly from what he could immediately gather and what he'd been mulling over.
