{ ✧ @mirevasan || ELARIA }
Was now a good time to admit that even though he had some experience with a staff, it wasn't his preferred weapon of choice? Lloyd stares at the staff, a neutral expression on his face as he spins it in his hands, idly trying to make time pass by quicker. His hands work quick, catching the staff and flipping it effortlessly - but a sudden breeze pulls him out of his concentration.
"Ouch!" Lloyd yelps, the staff slipping from his hands mid-air and bonking him right on top of his head. He rubs the top of his head, letting out an exasperated sigh before he feels a pair of eyes resting on him. He stops, taking a glance at his surroundings, and it doesn't take long for his eyes to meet the stranger's.
"...Don't tell me you saw that." He says, face flushing to a light shade of red.
