Of The Silver Fuller

@asilverhero

Weiss sighed as she leaned forward, eyeing the rack of swords in the shop window with a look of desire in her eyes. While she had slowly become used to the wooden blade she still desired her weapon above all else. She had made a vow to herself, that if she ever found it while out shopping, she would simply storm the shop and demand it back!

She stepped back and shook her head mournfully. There was no use, she thought to standing around and wishing for her blade. It simply wasn’t a feasible option at this point. She glanced to the side and nodded at the man. “longing for your own weaponry?”

         〖T〗he knight really needed to keep up to par if anything were to happen. A wooden shield and a trash can shield? Wasn’t going to work very well if he was going to be blunt. Though it was best to have that rather than nothing at all. As much as it was frustrating, but he’d try to make do with what it could do. ❝ Hm? ❞

     Almost screaming at the sudden hands grabbing at her small frame from behind, the Manakete’s head immediately whips around to see who the person responsible could be. Mauve hues getting a somewhat good look at the other from over her shoulder, the girl is even more shocked to see that this person is no more than a stranger to her… Which makes her wonder what possessed him to do such a thing.

     ❝ P-Put me down! Immediately! ❞ she shouts, squirming within the man’s arms. As helpful as his actions may have been, it doesn’t change the fact that he just grabbed her without any warning! Honestly, is he that tactless or does he enjoy seeing her like this?

     ❝ You can’t just pick up people as you please! ❞

         〖T〗he Elezen probably had the most innocent look as could be on his face, as he didn’t even realize what he did was a bad thing. ❝ Huh? ❞ Oh dear, she was definitely upset wasn’t she? ❝ Oh -- please don’t move around too much or you might hurt yourself in the process. ❞ His hands would have a grip on her again as he’d slowly and gently put her down.

      ❝ I am terribly sorry for upsetting you, I was trying to help. Honest. ❞ She was rather small, and seeing her trying to looking over the crowd or through the gaps of people, he’d thought he would try and help. Though it would seem his efforts to help turned back on him.

“ Oh, I wouldn’t be too concerned of myself. I’ve hit my head so many times throughout my life I’ve really come to just accept how it is. I’ve almost say I’ve gotten an immunity, look! “ Standing up right back on his feet, Morgan would do a bit of a twirl to show just how he was fine. Between purposefully hitting his head and just flat out falling on it, his skull kind of had an intense amount of strength to go around. 

“ Really I was just curious over what you were carrying. All those wooden swords! I was prepared to ask you what they were for but then, well, here we are. Here, let me help you. “ Almost unhampered by the head injury as a whole, Morgan was quick on the ball to start helping pick up all the swords that had spilled out from the man’s hands, handing them to him a few bundles at a time. 

“ Here! I presume these must be important to you are they not? Do you run a training school or something which is why you have them? “ He’d ask out of a legitimate curiosity. 

         〖A〗 laugh would come from him as he was relieved at least to see he was okay. Having a hard head did have it’s perks it would seem. ❝ I see, still I am terribly sorry. It wouldn’t be a good habit to keep dealing damage to your head no matter how hard it may seem, ❞ if his hands weren’t currently full he’d be patting him on the head honestly.

      ❝ Oh? Well I’m just cleaning up is all. Trying to maintain the organization if possible with these things, ❞ with how many attended it was hard not to find a sword here and there scattered about. ❝ Ah -- thank you very much. I can say it’s of great help. ❞ Definitely quick enough work with the two of them gaining back the stack that had fallen or still hadn’t picked up. At least the knight knew they’d never be short on wooden swords. Seemed as if they were pouring out of their ears.

      A small towel he would use to wipe some sweat away from his brow as he heaved out a breath of air. He felt as if he was out of shape more than usual, perhaps it was because there wasn’t really a need for a knight here in the city. In a way he kind of felt lost, perhaps?

      The sound of footsteps would snap him out of his thoughts though as he would look onward to the stranger stepping forth. A smile would be flashed at them by him as per usual for his greeting. ❝ Ah, greetings my friend. I am by any chance taking the area that you wish to use? My apologies. ❞

          ❝ I didn’t really think anyone would come to this area honestly. It’s a bit more secluded than others here at the park. Quite a charming spot though in reality, I can see why one would visit it often. ❞

      He would grasp the younger girl’s body as he lifted her high up for her to see across the vast sea of people. At first glance he would have assumed she was an Elezen just as he was. Thought he got a feeling that perhaps she wasn’t the same as he was. She looked pretty darn close anyway, either way, he was happy to help with the height advantage. A small feeling in his gut told him that this would be an interesting action though.

      ❝ Are you able to see what you need now miss? Or is this height still not advantage enough for you in this place? ❞ He’d ask while laughing a little. ❝ Though do pray tell, what are you exactly looking for? ❞

      A big smile would be given to her along with his greeting. He would believe his height this time would give a great advantage as it would block many peering eyes that would make her feel uncomfortable unable to keep gazing. ❝ Now then, would you be so kind enough to accompany me? ❞ His arm would be held out then for her to grab to escort her like a gentleman.

          ❝ There’s a dashing view of some flowers by a creek in the park today I found. I think it would bring a beautiful smile to that face of yours. ❞

      Without thinking much clearly, he’d pick up a bundle of the wooden swords for practice, tuck them between his body and arm, move to turn, to only hear a good loud whack. The sudden felt of impact and the noise startled him so much he almost dropped them all. with his other hand grasping as much as he could tightly to be careful not to drop them, he’d turn around to only see someone clutching their head. Oh dear.

      ❝ I-I’m most terribly sorry! ❞ He would be quick to place the false swords onto the ground before hovering over the smaller boy to check to see if there would be any blood. ❝ I did not realize you were behind me, again I am most sorry boy. ❞ It was great to be tall, but it was also a downfall when you had then tucked under your arm that could easily whack people behind you. He would have to take extra care it would seem. ❝ Do you need some ice for your head? ❞

          ❝ Er -- Pardon me, if I could have a moment of your time. ❞

      With the phone in hand, he’d hold it out to the other to show what the confusion would be about. ❝ It said if I tapped in five seconds, I’d be awarded with a grand prize. Yet now my phone will not load anything anymore and many other things appear instead. ❞ It was such a shame that the poor man did not realize that you don’t click ads. ❝ Is it broken mayhaps do you think? ❞

She listens attentively, fingers fidgeting at her stomach. Mipha eventually clasps her hands together to still them. ‘Around the block’…she’s unsure of that phrase’s meaning, but his implication is clear enough. It is obviously close enough not to be worrisome. Her eyes light up at the mention of sparring grounds, and she is ready to begin immediately. Perhaps someone there might know smith, someone that could forge a more durable weapon– Even if this was not so, going would serve to help her mind settle on something more useful.  

“A knight…what good fortune have I to meet you, then. If it wouldn’t be too much of an inconvenience…” an amber gaze is cast to the side, sheepish, “Please, show me the way.” a pause, and she flushes for not having considered it already. “Oh…but won’t you get wet?” 

         ❝ Good fortune? You honor me with your kind words milady! But surely it can’t be that great of a fortune, after all I’m just the same about as anyone else here. ❞ Very modest, but still accepting of the compliment just as well. Either way, he was happy to be of use still to the stranger. Perhaps he would have questioned what she is by now though, but, there was many beast tribes out in the world and he knew not all were bad. At least, he had heard the tales from the warrior of light and how they befriended some, so he would try and give the benefit of the doubt as well. ❝ Why of course! I’m happy to be of service to you. ❞

          ❝ I’ve heard a few training enthusiasts believe working in the rain is more invigorating than a hot day. So long as you keep yourself properly hydrated, I find it to be a splendid idea! Though… going to the gym would still technically be considered staying inside, ja? ❞

“Your diligence is admirable, in so bleak a place…” her chin is cradled by one curled fist, a thoughtful gesture. “Is this ‘gym’ far off? Pray tell, what skills are fostered there?” being given a spear of such frail constitution reminded her of her youth–what better opportunity to rehone skills rusted by a century? Though most aren’t pleased by incessant rain, she—unsurprisingly—glows with it.

         ❝ I try to be quite diligent as possible! I wouldn’t be able to call myself a knight if I started to slack off now could I? ❞ A hearty laugh would come forth as he would shake his head. ❝ It’s not that far, why it’s around the block if I do so remember! Though many people use it for exercising, such as running, the simple things. Though it would appear, to appease those who would use tools for combat, they have a sparring area as well or just a place to practice. ❞ There was too much that he didn’t know how to quite explain about the gym, such as the equipment they held for everyone, but he at least knew the gist of it.

“ certainly not, in fact i’d want for nothing else. “ he recoils, sharp yet not quite as bitter as perhaps he ought to be. for he was far softer about the edges upon the passing days of that valentine’s tradition, as though the pages of his jagged script were folded neatly as opposed to burnt with the wicked heat of a candle’s flame. his eyes, they burnt like warm fires and not hell-inspired forges where metal bent into blades. he was gentle, in his own way, though still strikingly bold all the same. “ though nothing of this land satisfies my taste. should you find me the most worthy meal, i’ll certainly consider owing you a favour. “ consider, he exaggerates, for he’s not in the habit of promising much other than a timely death for a disobedient mind.

“ i have yet to hear your name. “ he decides to continue on with, sampling one of the chocolates before discarding the decorated box lid upon the ground carelessly. a truffle oozing with raspberry insides, how sickly sweet and yet he cannot help but eat it in its entirety. “ though we are due a date, do not be so careless as to forget the formalities. i am gilgamesh, king and rightful ruler of this land. your forwardness and boldness has been noted, knight. i shan’t forget it easily. “

         ❝ Well I’m happy to hear so, ❞ he’d say with a hearty laugh as the color of his cheeks would have a rosey tint to them. Though under the gaze of him the knight would feel himself feeling a bit awkward and unsure of himself, slightly. It wasn’t as if he’d back down from presenting a gift and an offer. It was already on the table and he’d go through with it, perhaps he was just feeling a bit bashful seeing how strong that gaze was. ❝ I shall certainly try my best, but mayhaps you should reconsider that last bit. ❞ A sheepish smile would stretch with his lips on his face as he’d nervously chuckle. ❝ I in particular need no favors, granted I am thankful for your consideration, but I could ask of nothing of you good ser. ❞

      ❝ Oh goodness, you are correct. Please forgive my rudeness! ❞ Never had he forgotten his formalities, and yet here he was in a mess of forgetting. Perhaps it was the wave of anxiety of suddenly approaching someone and feeling almost love struck. Either way, he was rude and definitely needed to remember his manners more better in the future. ❝ My name is Haurchefant Greystone, it is a most pleasure. ❞

        ❝ Ah -- ❞

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     Given how congested the streets were, it was no surprise that the crudely placed pile of debris drew some annoyed reactions. At best, it was a minor inconvenience for them, yet Sho still scoffed at the sounds of disapproval and scorn under their breath. Rather than letting it get to him, he stayed perched atop a lopsided chair at the top of the mountain, hands tightly gripping a cyan microphone so he could yell in it. 

     “Get a move on, Radians. Don’t act like you’ve never seen such a sculpture in your imperfect lives. especially YOU!” a black finger pointed at a man who was a bit too close to his “lovely” creation.

     “Touch this, and I’ll make sure I subtract every finger off your hand.” 

         〖C〗olor him surprised, because he was surely amazed how someone could come up with something like this. What people would probably call ‘ garbage ‘ was surely interesting. The citizens in this city surely were all unique and could come up with the most oddest things. Yet a hand would reach to his ear to slightly cover it from the sudden loud booming voice from above. ❝ Ah, ❞ well at least he could still hear. Slightly.

             Haurchefant Greystone from Final Fantasy XIV