Why do I keep hearing Grace Kelly...? [Zelos/Open]

[Fujibayashi Sheena]

Let the epic adventures begin~!

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[/i]... Of course, it seemed nature was bent on making her trip as miserable as it could possibly be on short notice. For now, however, they were taking a short siesta under an admittedly scrawny excuse for an oak. Sheena insisted on keeping as far away from her travelling companion as possible, and was at present time marching back and forth in a straight line on 'her side' of the tree's shade. Her pacing had worn down the grass in a little pathway where the green flora had been trodden on multiple times under her boots.

Maybe sleeping during the day and travelling during the night was a better idea until they got to a more heavily wooded area. At this rate, heatstroke would have a better chance of killing the assassin off than monsters would. "Figures a freak heat wave would hit right when I had somewhere to go..." Sheena muttered to herself, breaking away from her pacing in order to slump down into a sitting position with her back against the treebark. Leaning her head further back, she closed her eyes under a light awning of black bangs and fought down a yawn.

Somewhat vaguely wondering what Zelos was doing on the other side of the tree, the ninja dug in her tunic for a moment before pulling out a small golden bell, which rang out sweetly in the dead, dry air like a breath of arctic wind. The shivering note died away slowly as she looked down at Corrine's bell with a faint smile on her face, stroking the burnished surface with her thumb. The Summon would've been proud of her, she knew it. "...Corrine..."

Breaking out of her trance with a start, she hastily stuffed the bell back into her shirt and wiped away something from the corners of her eyes. Crying? Naw. Just a bit of dust or something. Plains were bad for that, you know. "Zelos! What're you up to?" She called, turning her head slightly to one side. Chances were she didn't want to know, but the least Fujibayashi could do would at least try for a little politeness. Of course that still meant any tomfoolery nullified that offer completely.

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Comments: A little 'b'aww' moment there for Corrine. ;w; I loved that summon![/size][/ul]

[Zelos Wilder]

" Ha ha ha..."
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The sun was blazing overhead; it was huge, almost as big as a planet. It practically looked like it was going to fall right on top of them. The temperature blazed incredibly, and every bird who tried to fly close to the sun was already on the ground, roasted like fresh turkey. Everything was dry; the leaves, the trees, the grass, the bushes. It was all still and stiff, like it was nervously anticipating the close moment when it would catch on fire because of the intense heat. It was crazy.

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A slim, quiet sigh slipped through the perfect, white teeth of a man sitting against a large, broad oak tree. More of bliss than annoyance of the heat; he hated being cold, afterall. He listened to the rhythmic footsteps of the woman on the other side of the tree as she paced back and forth, back and forth... He would shake his head, knowing that she would soon die of heat exhaustion if she kept that up. Seriously; it was like Triet out here, it was so hot. And he didn't want one of his favorite hunnies to die. Then he wouldn't get to poke fun at her anymore! That, and he would no longer be needed, and have to go back to Meltokio and sit inside all day, bored out of his mind like he had been before she'd shown up in Meltokio in the first place.

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The disturbance in the pattern caused the male Chosen to open one of his sky-blue eyes, confused at the gap in the rhythm. He then realized that was the sound of the Summoner tripping; he should have known better. She'd always been clumsy... that's how they'd run into eachother in the first place. Heh. That was too fun. Even if he did have bruises from her landing on top of him, not to mention from his original dive. But they were all covered up by his clothing, luckily, so his appearance was still perfectly flawless.

Shuu...

Closing his eye again, Zelos noticed the sound of her slumping against the tree, and nodded slowly in approvement. He was glad that she was finally giving up with pacing--it had almost gotten annoying, even if he'd fell asleep to the pattern at first. It'd started to get annoying when he woke up and still heard it going. But not she was taking a rest. Now she wouldn't die, yay~!

Kiin... kiin...

Oh no. She must be bored, bringing that out. He couldn't believe she brought that out. He hated it when she brought that out; it always made her depressed. And a depressed Sheena hit him even more than usual. Not fun. She wouldn't even blush when she was like that. She'd just be all, "/__\" Which was no fun. Besides, it was because of him and his Wind Blade on Volt that they'd all survived~ But he didn't want to bring that up. Besides, he hadn't said anything in hours--which he guessed was kind of nice for her. But he'd been sleeping half the time, anyway... good thing he didn't snore, or his head probably would have been busted open by now. Not fun either.

Shhff... "Zelos! What're you up to?"

The Chosen's eyes popped open as he heard her shift and speak to him. Well, maybe she did care. How nice~ He knew he was right about the denile thing. Stiffly, Zelos let out a little moan as he shifted his own position, bringing his legs in and lowering his arms, and then leaning over to face her as well. Deciding to try and lighten her mood and make her blush, he put on a deadly serious expression and replied simply, "Oh. I was just thinking about you."

BRING ON THE BLUSHING~! <3


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[|Kratos| [Sexy] .:Aurion:.]

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Wine red eyes glare up hatefully at the sun; not very pleased with its situation at the moment. Sure the heat is not a problem for him; considering the fact that he can't really tell between hot or cold. Though it's the fact that he's stranded on the ground, instead of flying high in the sky. You could be asking what's the problem with flying. Well every man knows that flying up high with the scalding sun beating down upon you can cause tremendous headaches. Not to mention that there is the slight fear of just lighting up on fire in the sky. It can be slightly phobic; especially when you just happen to find a few dead birds. Burnt and crispy. Though there is the fact that they could have been attacked by a fire elemental monster; the only the reason excluding that option is two reasons. One, fire elemental monsters tend to stay near the designated seal; two, because they haven't been eaten. Sure the monster could have been picky with how cooked its meat; it probably wanted medium rare. Sadly, the first reason tends to be a really good reason to count that out.

So here is Kratos Aurion; one of the four Seraphim of Cruxis. A man who is known as the Angel of Death, or the War God. A man who fears nothing~! Who's stranded on the ground out of fear of catching on fire! Pretty heroic of a 4,000 year old angel, wouldn't you say? Well just as heroic as the time when he ran for his dear life because of a certain blue haired half-elf threatened to throw a tomato at him. So, he has his quirks; but he didn't want to swell up like a big red balloon. He would have just looked like a tomato, for Origin's sake~! So as we go back to the story at hand. Kratos wordlessly looks around the open plains; alert despite that fact that it would be really hard to just surprise someone. Especially when you're in the middle of nowhere and there are hardly any places to hide behind. Except for that boulder to the right; but he has a pretty good eye on it. No not the one covered by his gravity defying hair, but the one that is uncovered. Even though he reeeeeaaaaally needs a scrunchy. Really badly.

Kratos grumbles with irritation; wondering on whether he should just risk it and fly off to his destination. Then the image of the black crispy vulture came to mind; the flies slowly picking at it's flesh. Then imaging the same thing with him; he slowly shakes his head and decides against it. A 4,000 year old body cooked medium rare; now that's something any vulture would eat. Nice and aged. Like cheese.

The Seraphim automatically reaches to his left side for his Flamburge; his eyes scouting the sky for any stupid vultures in the vicinity. His attention swaying away from where he's going; to a more paranoid attention. As he slowly steps through the dead grass going 'crunch, crunch, crunch, stop, crunch, crunch, slip'. As the Seraphim's foot catches a stray rock; he plummets foreword to catch himself into a roll. Bouncing back up; cautiously looks around, as if checking to see if anyone had seen that. Tripping isn't something he does, rarely. But as of late, it would seem that the Chosen of Sylvarant has slightly rubbed off on him. Which slightly makes him feel really paranoid; even more so than a few minutes ago.

"Zelos! What're you up to?"

Kratos stops; his sensitive ears catching the voice of a certain female ninja. Letting his curiousity get the better of him; he searches off into the distance to catch sight of a purple clad woman. Finding the woman without having to look far; he slightly clenches his teeth as he sees a certain obnoxious red color hair.

"Oh. I was just thinking about you."

If it wasn't for Lloyd's friendship with the Chosen of Tethe' Alla; he surely would have killed the man. If not Yuan before him; poor guy got stuck with him. Well at least it wasn't him. As he wordlessly walks over to the two; he suddenly has the need for a conversation. Which he hasn't have for over a week; if you don't count the rock that is.

"Knowing you Mr. Wilder. All of your thoughts are inappropriate to converse." Kratos coolly says. His left hand resting on the hilt of Flamburge; a slight thought of cutting the Chosen's head coming to mind. A little blood; but nothing that the vultures can't clean up.

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[Brian Kana]

Brian realized that maybe he should have let Shara travel with him. For one, he had no freaking idea where he was going anyway! He'd never actually left Meltokio before... Brian remembered his cheesy line he'd given to Shara before. "I'm sorry, but finding out the truth is something I have to do on my own."

Brian grumbled to himself, "I swear, I must have been having a fit of insanity when I said that..." Then again, it wasn't like Shara would have helped much against the burning heat. Most likely, it would have only just meant that there was a second person burning to death in this miserable heat... Although, she would have helped against the monsters that kept appearing.

Maybe these monsters were attracted by the scent of cooking flesh? After all, in these robes, Brian felt like he was literally on fire... He could have sworn the scent of a barbecue was following him around. It was not a good thing when you desperately hoped you were hallucinating, as Brian did now.

Brian smacked another monster rabbit with the flagpole he used as a weapon. (He really should have tried to take Raia's naginata. Or at least get something else that worked a bit better as a weapon...) Well, at least he was getting better at noticing them now. This was the first one he noticed before he felt it biting his ankles... Or attempting to jump through the air at his throat. Brian could imagine it now, death by bunnies... Or whatever you wanted to call them. Either way, it was embarrassing, those things were tiny... But wow they had sharp teeth.

Brian noticed a tree in the distance. "Finally, some shade!" he rejoiced aloud. As he got closer, he noticed that there were several people there. Then when he got even closer, he was able to see them clearly. One of them was someone he knew. Zelos Wilder, the Chosen of Mana. Brian didn't really know him that well, it wasn't like the Chosen would deign to speak with... Anyone who wasn't a girl if they didn't have some other kind of importance to him. Brian privately thought that the man was an absolute idiot, even from what little he'd gotten to observe.

Brian then noticed the woman sitting next to Zelos. She looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it... Now he remembered! Although he hadn't gotten a good look earlier, she had the same hairstyle, and wore the same unforgettable clothes as before, so he knew it must be her.

The other day, Brian had been sitting in his room, with the window open. He'd heard someone shout something about seeing Zelos, and then took a casual glance out the window. Of course, once he glanced, he then started watching the somewhat amusing scene. She had apparently been fleeing Zelos, and shouted to get all the local airheads to swarm him. Clever. Brian liked her already.

Brian couldn't even see the face of the nearest man. However, he was certainly wearing some... Interesting clothes. Not like the ones the woman over there was wearing, they didn't quite look exotic, just... Unusual. His red hair was darker than Zelos' but not quite as obnoxious a shade.

Brian finally came up right next to everyone. He made sure to wait for a pause in the conversation, (which he wasn't even paying attention to) and then said, in his normal, quiet voice "Ah, excuse me? I hope you all don't mind if I sit down next to this tree, it's really hot out here, and I feel like I'm literally cooked..." Brian then sat down next to the woman, (NOT next to the idiotic Chosen) but keeping a comfortable distance.

It was amazing how the shade could feel so wonderful when the sun was so hot... Although, it was still hot enough that Brian was contemplating casting a water spell to cool himself off... Why hadn't he thought of that earlier? Oh well... Brian vaguely wondered if Zelos would even recognize him. Brian didn't tend to stand out anyway, not wanting attention (since usually when someone's attention was on him, it was his father beating him) and Zelos barely seemed to notice anyone who wasn't "well-endowed" anyway...

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[Fujibayashi Sheena]

Ohohoho~! To the hot springs, then~?

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[/i] there was the faintest dusting of pink over her cheeks, perhaps a little more so than before. Of course Zelos couldn't see that due to the tilt of her head, the way her hair hid her facial expression, or the speckled shade that even then cast a shifting pattern over her face. for a moment or two her amber irises seemed to flicker slightly sideways as if to get a glimpse of the Chosen, while her lips curled ever so slightly upwards in the faintest phantasm of a smile. He was... cute....when not trying to annoy the living daylights out of her. Not that she would ever, EVER admit that, or let him see a voluntary blush if she could help it. Just sitting like this, however, made the assassin feel slightly more amicable; perhaps the heat was going to her head. Later, perhaps, she might surprise Mr. Wilder by popping the unexpected compliment in return.
"Well, at least you're honest." She replied with a grin. "I'll give you that." For the second time her eyes closed completely save for a thin shard of gold that glinted under her eyelashes as she contemplated the clear skies that peeked through the leaves overhead...

Then, a voice.

Sheena quirked an eyebrow for a moment, quite sure she had imagined it. That voice belonged to someone she hadn't seen in AGES... and quite simply, she wasn't terribly impressed with the owner of said voice for ditching his son immediately after getting the whole family bond thing going. Talk about an underhanded move. She was thinking, of course, about Kratos-- Mr.Supreme neutral guy with no strong feelings one way or the other unless he was in the angry dome of brooding and other depressing stuff. Hmf. The sun definitely was getting to her if she thought THAT guy was back again, not to mention on the plains of all places...
But yet... what could it be that was casting such a shadow over her lidded eyes and tilted face but a standing person? Unless it was a freakishly huge monster, of course... in which case she fervently hoped it was the former.

Her eyes opened slowly, starting at a pair of familiar boots, then pants, then a torso... and the spiky head that she always privately thought came from the Seraph getting struck with lightning when he was younger. What else could explain the gravity-defying hairdo or the overly uptight attitude? Now that she realized he was indeed real and not a figment of imagination heralding a severe heatstroke, what was it he said...?
Sheena's blush increased dramatically as her brain caught up to present time.

"K-Kratos?! What're you doing here?" She spluttered, forcibly ignoring the rising colour beginning to heat her cheeks to a bright rosy hue. When will alone failed to suffice, she turned her head slightly away and discreetly started fanning away the blush with one end of a ribbon, muttering under her breath as she did. "I thought you were still off doing...angel-y things. Whatever that might be." Unless he was here to kick Zelos' ass for some reason or another... in which case, he was free to do whatever amount of violence he deemed necessary. You didn't see Sheena sticking her neck out for a pervert, even if he did give out nice compliments now and then. Was this over some mystery spat concerning Lloyd? Maybe. It wouldn't be surprising, now that she thought about it. Kratos had been all but hovering like an overprotective uberparent around his son the last time the whole group had been together. Had Zelos fired off one of his usual loudmouthed insensitivities while in the Cruxis Angel's presence...?

As if the lone tree had a huge sign saying "GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OVER HERE" over top of the canopy in bright red letters and neon lights, yet another traveler came waltzing along. Not someone she recognized, unfortunately, but Sheena simply nodded politely and shifted over to make more room, somewhat inadvertently rubbing shoulders with the Idiot Chosen in the process. The trunk of the tree was only so large, after all. Considering the newcomer with rather frank curiosity for a moment or two, she returned to warily observing Zelos and Kratos with one hand resting on her thigh, fingers twitching. If it came down to a fight... what would she do? It wasn't like she could let them kill each other... but then again getting in the crossfire of Artes from both sides would be a pretty lousy way of forcing the two to get along.

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Comments: There better either be some epic fightage or some cuddles in this here thread. D8< I demand eet![/size][/ul]

[Zelos Wilder]

" I'll take a mixed bath, please~"

Sheena turned away as he stated his thoughts, and he tried to lean in and catch her expression. But unfortunately, she'd looked down and leaned away from him a little. Although, he caught the tiniest bit of pink on her cheeck, which was particuarly farther back than usual. Did he spot a smile? Yaay~ she was beginning to give in~ Even if it was just the start, it was a good one. For sure. He got to see his blush, so he was feeling fairly victorious. He felt even more successful when she spoke again. "Well, at least you're honest. I'll give you that." OH, he felt like the richest man in the world--like he owned an entire country that was the center of trade and everyone loved him.

But then, his moment of glory was completely shattered when he was, as usual, pounded with an insult.

"Knowing you Mr. Wilder. All of your thoughts are inappropriate to converse."

Oh great. His favorite person. Mr. Happy. The Gravity - defying - hurting - him - with - Judgement - too - much - Crusader. The arrogant SOB who loved glitter a little too much for his own good. Zelos was surprised he didn't choke on that stuff, he used it so much. He bet the guy's insides were glitter-coated. He was just trying to pull off the Beshie Sparkle. But he failed at it. Miserably. Because it was completely artificial. Which was pathetic. You had to make your own Beshie Sparkle, else no one else would ever love you. Zelos had earned his own Beshie Sparkes, you know. Yeah. Unlike Mr. Happy over there. More formally known as Kratos Aurion. DAMMIT.

"Why the hell are you here?" he moaned, his head lolling like Kratos's negative energy was already killing him. He just had that gloom, death sort of air to him. It sucked. That's why the author would always choose him. Because he was amazing. Because he was all happy - save - the - day - could - never - betray - Lloyd and all that (hey, that rhymed!).

Before the stupid Cruxis bastard could respond, another voice came from the other side of the tree. Completely annoyed and wielding a disgusted expression, he turned his head to look at the guy. He seemed vaguely familliar, but he couldn't put a name to him. He looked kind of bratty, so it was obvious why he didn't know him. Rich kid. Obviously.

Although~ he then took back his negative thoughts when he sat down next to Sheena, who had scooted over to make more room, and brushing against him. Instantly his sour mood against the darth angel dude was gone, and he seemed fairly blissful. His eyebrows raised, and he then revealed an interested expression. Heh, heh... 'MARVELOUS...'


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Kratos blandly looks at the Chosen; not at all taken back by his question, or more so the way he said it. Since it's a usual things from the idiotic chosen; he's learned to ignore his little rude comments and merely answer the question at hand. Which the kind Seraphim is glad to add a hard smack to the head usually; but sadly since Zelos' head is farther than his arm can reach, he's content with just glaring a hole right into the empty dome of the Chosen's head. A certain fact running through his mind. It takes 42 facial muscles to frown, but on 4 muscles to reach over and smack the person up aside the head. Which is really sounding good to the Seraphim.

As Sheena finally realizes Kratos is standing there; she shoots the same question, but with a flustered look. Right when Kratos is about to kindly answer the kunoichi’s question; he's rudely interrupted by an annoying small voice in the back. No, not that annoying voice in the back of your head that's always nagging at you, and saying that killing some guy for just looking at Lloyd wrong way is a bad thing to do. He quickly of course shuts the thing up by imaging a sword to the nameless voice's neck; which shuts it up for a while before it starts nagging once more.

Turning his head slightly to get a small look at the man; he quickly notes the ridiculous flagpole in the man's grip. That isn't something you see every day; which is a surprise for Kratos, even if he's been around for 4,000 years old. Besides the fact that Kratos could be considered a ruin; he easily assesses the man as nothing more than a brat. Which Kratos can get away with saying; but some people don't know that unfortunately. Remembering the question that Sheena asks; he looks at her to show that he's replying to her question and not the annoyance known as Zelos Wilder.

"Exactly as you; it's my day off," Kratos says offhandedly. He is not going the same place as Sheena or Origin forbid Zelos; he just happens to be traveling like them and needed a small rest before continuing. While he does have nothing to do, which would be considered as his day off. That is until Mithos starts whining about something once more. Which has of course caused him to not be able to gather the Sacred Wood that he requires. Every single time he's about to get the Sacred Wood; Mithos seems to just whine on and off about how Yuan isn't there and he needs someone to check the seals. Then there is the chance that Mithos wants to rant to somebody about the Life of Ageless Beings; and that is when he silently curses for Yuan's absence. Stupid half-elf has to be gone more than that is necessary; which makes him wonder why Mithos isn't whining for Yuan to come to him. Lucky bastard.

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[Brian Kana]

Brian tried to relax, but found it difficult. There seemed to be a rather large amount of tension between the people here, and not a lot of conversation due to that. However, it didn't appear that Zelos had recognized him. Brian didn't know whether that was a good or bad thing really, most likely a good thing, and not really an unexpected result from the idiotic Chosen.

Brian looked up, at the leaves of the tree above him. The way the light shone through them was actually quite beautiful, and when he decided to look at the ground, he noticed that the patterns made by the light and shadows looked even more beautiful. Of course, it was still pretty hot, even with the shade, and Brian was feeling frustrated. He still felt like he was being barbecued... Though fortunately, he didn't smell a barbecue anymore. (He still hoped he had been hallucinating with that)

Brian glanced over in the direction of Zelos and the other girl. He somehow found the look on the Chosen's face extremely annoying, as the girl had apparently scooted closer to give Brian more room. Brian contemplated just how easy it would be to cast an icicle spell... Or his Fallen spell even. He didn't have the guts to do it anyway though, even if it was more than just a stupid fantasy. For some reason, Brian, despite being so timid, secretly found the Chosen incredibly obnoxious...

Brian couldn't stand all this tension anymore. He started to say something to the girl, "Um... I, uh... I saw when..." Brian really was a bit too timid, but he continued talking, though still sounding extremely unsure about himself with his quiet voice, "Er... I saw from the window when you were running away from Zelos the other day, and got his fangirls to swarm him. That was... Funny actually." Brian suddenly had a sudden fear of being pummeled by the Chosen, and didn't make any more comments. One part of him wondered why he was afraid of that moron at all, but he couldn't help it.

Brian finished awkwardly, sounding aplogetic, "Ah, er... Sorry. I'll be quiet again now..." Gah! Why couldn't he talk to people and start a conversation without acting like this? This was probably why he'd never had any friends... Well, and that most of the other nobles were airheads. Brian had always been more of an intellectual anyway though, more interested in books and magic...

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Comments: XD Brian is timid, but he does have his own private thoughts on who is an idiot or not lol And he recognizes Zelos as an idiot XD

[Fujibayashi Sheena]

My "imminent rape" senses are tingling. D:

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[/color] She started slowly, pinching the bridge of her nose between a forefinger and thumb. "I suppose you could call it being 'in transit'. As for the Chosen here, he's making my job difficult."

Well, not too difficult, but she couldn't seem like he was getting to her either. WHICH HE WASN'T, BY THE WAY. Just in case people were wondering. A lack of beatings lately in no way meant she was getting lax. No sir.

Hearing the newcomer stutter his way into the conversation, she gave Brian a stifled snort of laughter covered up with a hasty cough in her throat at the memory of that particular day in Meltokio's streets. So he had seen her little stunt, huh? And heck yes, it was funny. Seeing Zelos getting mass-tackled by a bunch of screaming nitwits was one of the most amusing things she had been witness to for a long, long, LONG time. How he managed to get away in one piece was still a bit of a mystery, now that she thought about it. "Oh, it's just one of the many tactics I have to use when I go to Meltokio." She replied, her tone of voice completely serious and her facial expression impassive. After a few seconds of fighting down the urge to giggle, the ninja broke into helpless laughter; wiping away tears of merriment with shaking hands. "But... but you should've seen your FACE, Zelos! Hilarious!"

That was one rare moment where she did use the Chosen's name instead of something less polite, but Fujibayashi was too busy attempting to get her breath back to notice the slip-up. It was minor anyways.

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[Zelos Wilder]

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Zelos sighed and listened deafly to Kratos's rambling. He didn't believe him... like he even NEEDED a day off--he wasn't the fun-loving type, he'd pointed out obviously. He was probably just on a mission from Mithos the tight-outfitted angel to go and beat him up until he turned in that report he was supposed to write--geez, it was tough being a spy sometimes. He barely even enjoyed it--having to turn over information on all of the gang and such.

He then reshifted comfortably, and listened boredly as the other kid began to mutter in broken words. How annoying... Zelos thought to himself, and then when he heard his name, he could practically feel a vein bulging out of his temple. Why that little... and then he heard Sheena agree with him, and noticed that she actually used his name. Hm~ Maybe she was finally giving in. Still in denial, but beginning to give in. Mwahahaha~

"Aah~ so you admit how amazing my gorgeous face is then~!" Ah, the wonders of loopholes.

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[|Kratos| [Sexy] .:Aurion:.]

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The chosen making her job dificult. Suprised? Not really. Concerned? Depending if he's concerned for her virginity, or sanity; then that would be a tough one. Wanting to get out of the sun to seem normal for the human? Yes. Not near Zelos or the guy? Hell yes! Looking straight at Sheena, he gives the 'sucks for you but not my problem' look.

"You have my sympathy." He says rather dully, but with his own little sad twist of a sarcastic reply; or what a sarcastic reply would be for him. Which many people have thought him being serious and end up dead. Don't ask why; cause it's kind of a funny tale in a sick twisted way, in some way. Looking up slightly at the sun, he walk around the tree and leans against the tree. Not wanting to sit down because he would be at a disadvantage when a battle would spring up and because he's too 'cool' to sit down. Placing one arm over the other, he positions his arms to where his right hand could rest on his hilt while the other can get out of the way for battle. If one should arise that is.

Resting his head on the tree trunk, he closes his eyes briefly to take a deep breath of the nice fresh and silent air. A brief moment of bliss, then the human opens his mouth at an 'attempted' conversation. Which totally shatters the moment like a sledge hammer on a pillar of crystals. He would know that because Yuan sooo desperatly wanted a piece of a certain crystal and suprisingly took out a sledge hammer out of no where. Then proceeded to become violent with it; bashing the crystal pillar until it was nothing more that small pieces of glass. The look on his face was something that would be considered disturbing; but that's Yuan, so it really didn't matter to Kratos. Since he already knows that the man's senile and crazy. Though after listening to what the man says, he couldn't help but smile slightly at the though of Zelos being mobbed by a bunch of girls. Then he slightly shivers; knowing it not to be a pleasent experience, well for him at the least.

Of course Sheena agrees and starts busting up laughing, seeming it to be a very funny experience. Which slightly causes him to flinch at the sudden loud sound, and furrow his brows in annoyance at Zelos little 'loophole' comment. He of course restrains himself from remarking back with a snarky comment. Like 'In old days, there was a society where the most ugliest person was considered beautiful.' or 'Only someone with lack of sense would consider you gorgeous, Chosen.' But of course he merely replies with a classic Kratos reply.

"Hn......," He says after snorting. His left hand raises up to cover his face with a hidden smirk underneath. The classic Kratos pose. Which has made countless woman swoon, and countless other men admire him. Well a long time ago when he was a well known knight, but now days. Countless woman still swoon, but the guys on the other hand grab their swords and try to kill him. Key word 'try'. So there has been some drastic changes, fortunatly and unfortunatly.

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[Brian Kana]

Brian was kind of surprised when the girl burst out laughing. He looked at her, and noticed that Zelos next to her looked extremely annoyed. Brian cringed a bit at the look on the Chosen's face... He had no idea why he was scared of that moron. Even now, he thought of him as a moron, but he couldn't help feeling strange terror that he was about to be pummeled into the ground... Which would probably happen in a real fight.

Brian had always been a bit frail. He never went outside much, instead studying books... Which was how he knew his magic actually. He hadn't developed his magic power much yet, but he'd managed to find some time to actually practice it and learn it. It wasn't easy covering up beams of darkness shooting into the sky, and his father probably would have tried and killed him if he'd found out Brian was trying to learn how to fight at all...

Brian's mind snapped back to reality. He felt like he could talk now for some reason... As long as he didn't insult anyone again. "I... Uh... I'm Brian. Er... What's your name...?" He was looking at the girl sitting next to him... While being actually quite frustrated that he couldn't just come out and speak! He sounded like some stuttering idiot...

[Fujibayashi Sheena]

>:3 !

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[/color] The ninja snapped back, her fingertips twitching against her thigh as if wondering an offense this small might merit a good slap upside the head. Probably not, though. The Idiot Chosen was always egotistical, so unless he started getting all touchy-feely like he did with Lloyd all the time (Which was a little worrying), Sheena felt she could suffer his bouts of hot air in relative silence.
However, she could knock him down a peg or two.

Leaning a little closer to the redhead with the faintest demonic grin on her lips, she toyed with a strand of his hair while murmuring in his ear. "Unfortunately, your oversized ego greatly reduces your sex appeal." Her tone of voice (Which could only be described as a 'bedroom voice') shifted to her usual growl as she released his hair and gave him a not-so-gentle cuff upside the head. Clearly his advances were not welcome today. Or perhaps she reverted to her usual angry self if... 'witnesses' were close by to rat her out if she started verbally tripping over herself.

Giving Kratos a look that just screamed "shoot me now", she realized with a start that the stranger had introduced himself... in a somewhat wallflower-y way. Honestly. Did he have a speech impediment, or was he overly shy? Fffffff. Whatever. "Sheena Fujibayashi." The reply was rather monotone-- after all, the assassin had to make plenty of depressingly formal introductions with many flourishing titles and pompous bows and curtsies. Court etiquette just made her want to break something. But she wasn't in the city, and she therefore didn't give Noishe's back end about being polite after the LAST fiasco.

Her thick eyelashes descended again in a lazy blink, hiding her irises from view. Let the boys talk. She felt like having a nice long nap... although wether that was wise with Zelos nearby she wasn't terribly sure.

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Word Count: 383 (Short. Bleh.)
Comments: I can has monstar fight nao?
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[Zelos Wilder]

" >.>'"

As the ninja's laugh turned into a choke, he laughed musically a little bit before returning to his original position with his hands behind his head. He then got his little usual snap, and he knew that a nice painful slap was planned to come soon. But that was okay; it was by Sheena. Muahahahah. She then leaned into him, grabbing one of the curling strands of his hair, and used that "nice" voice on him, where he smirked. Although, on the inside, his insides jerked a bit, but he didn't really care. "Ah, but that's where you're wrong, my little Melon. The ego enhances my gorgeous face."

The little runt on the other side of the tree introduced himself, and Zelos still couldn't remember who the hell he was. He didn't even bother introducing himself... he wasn't interested in guys (other than Lloyd... ), and he didn't plan to become.

Suddenly, a quick, sharp sound pierced Zelos's ears--their heightened senses could track something a mile away. He ignored it at first, but he heard it again, louder this time. It was something approaching, something fast. Something hard. It pounded on the ground, nearly creating small tremors as they charged. Slowly and cautiously, he lowered his arms from behind his head and began to stand up, reaching for the hilt of his sword strapped to his waist. He lightly gripped the purple ribbon that made its grip, and unsheathed it with a rhythmic movement as whatever was coming was actually rapidly approaching, heading right to charge them all!

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[Pai]

Snarling, growling, howling? No, not howling, exactly. Mostly snarling. Oh, and grunting too. Lots of grunting. But no, it wasn't a Grunty. It was a wild boar--a big one. Its bright orange color betrayed nothing; it was the kind you'd see in Ymir, but of course they could be seen in this area of the fields of Tethe'alla as well. But only rarely, not like it mattered. Following it were three younger ones--trailing a little behind due to not being as strong as the mother.

And for absolutely no visible, possible reason, these four boars were incredibly, blindinly angry. And they wanted to kill something. Kind of like Sheena, only in boar form.

They were getting ready to ram right into the tree, and the little campsite around it, and headed straight for the purple dude--he was wearing the colors that clashed most against the brightness of the day. The smaller ones headed for the others; one for each, though they swarmed the red-head at first before giving up on him.

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