T E N E B R A E ;

     A slight tilt of her head to the side, “There you go again about these Unversed things." she smiled, though. Knowing that he was just looking out for everyone. “I told you before, we don’t have those here." After all, she’s never seen them before until that time.

     And here comes a question, in a more stern tone than the one he had for his answer to hers. Feeling as though she was about to receive a good scolding. He’s not really the first person that would even do so towards her. “—I, erm…" how was she even suppose to explain what she was doing?

     ”For…work purposes…" that’s a start.

      | >> | - - Maybe that was true for a start, but...

      "Well, I haven't checked this area just yet. If they're bound to appear at some point, I'd have to get rid of them before I leave." Especially considering Leia's just in this area, too. Her being the one most in danger, as far as he can say because of the light her heart holds... 

     Just as she was ready to act again, Terra made the next move. Leaving the brunette to stand on the side, watching him knock one of the henchmen’s unconscious as the other runs away in fear. She gripped her staff with both of her hands and held it close to her chest. Thank goodness nothing too bad had happened, and it was mostly due to the older male’s interference. If he hadn’t shown up, she would surely be dead. 

     ”Yyeah, I’m fine! But what about you?" she questioned, stepping forward towards the older male. “You didn’t get hurt or anything, right?" Then again, he was wearing some sort of armor she had never seen before, even making it disappear before her eyes. That was certainly a new trick. The teen circles around him, making sure herself that he was unharmed and with a sigh of relief she was certain he was fine.

     ”Thank goodness." she smiled, folding up her staff and storing it away. “What’re you doing in Triglyph, anyway?”

      | >> | - - To her inquiry he responds with a shake of his head, "I'm fine." Brows furrowed, head turning to follow as she circles around him. Really, he should be the one checking up on her in that manner but seeing what she's able to do he can probably take her word for that. She's fine, too. Else he could've just healed her, but still. 

      The keyblade he's got in hand vanishes and he crosses his arms, eyes carefully trained on the other. "I'm looking for the Unversed. Making sure everyone's safe from those monsters." A pause. Making sure she was safe from them too, but what does he find?

     A hand was brought to her chest as she stands straight. Eyes widen from the surprise appearance of the swordsman. The fear that took hold of her slowly disappeared, feeling reassured now that Terra was here. Weird, wasn’t it? The brunette didn’t even know the full extent of his power, however Leia felt completely safe in his presence. Perhaps it was because he saved her in the past? 

     ”Terra…?”

     ”So you got a friend, huh? Doesn’t make a difference. We’ll take kill your friend first and then you.”

     ”—Look out!" A shot was fired and Leia began to move. The few seconds she had taken to make a move felt slow. As if time was slowing down for her as she attempts to protect the other. Quickly, she draws her staff, unfolding and snapping into place; in a blink of an eye, she deflects the bullet, letting it ricochet off the wall and into the sky. The men took a step back, surprised by her action.

                                    “Damn Rieze Maxian!”

     The words stung, but she dared not to show how much they harmed her. This wasn’t new, after all. As the flames in their eyes burned in anger, the flame in her heart was stronger. “I won’t let you harm my friend!”

      | >> | - - With the shot fired surprise takes into his features; would've taken a step if he hadn't been too slow. A frustrated breath escapes his lips-- or was it just that Leia had been quicker to act? Yet nonetheless he grits his teeth, under the mask that conceals his features adrenaline surges through his veins. Seeing the shot deflected by her staff he's relieved, though thinks to strengthen vigilance with his keyblade still in hand.

      I won't let you harm my friend.

      He's not unfamiliar with the concept of these words, not in the slightest. All he wishes is to keep her safe, but he's drawn to wonder--would he tell her to stand down? No, he's more than aware that friends desire to keep each other safe and he knows she can fight. He's not the type to keep someone from fighting if they have to.

      But... does she have to? Certainly not for his sake, he's fighting to protect her, isn't he? Ah, but he's got little time to contemplate this as the enemy moves to fire yet again. Through his gritted teeth he surges forward, deflecting the shot with his keyblade and once moved close enough to the enemy he swings forward, striking at the man that had only barely dodged his blow. Surging forward with a succession of strikes at the man yet again soon enough his form begins to emit a dark brown aura, debris of rocks flung toward his one enemy with each strike. With the man knocked to the ground eventually he's only barely got half a second to glance back, a rise of apprehension in his chest as to his friend's safety--

          “A code for something? Yeah, that’s it, for something really.. inappropriate." Yes, Garrus did have an inkling as to what the phrase meant.

         ”Who are you,

"And what is this place?"

      "They never told you, huh?            My name's Terra. And this place... It's called Sh'tori."

   Though it's a mere recitation of what the imp had spoken to him just the other day and still it was hard to believe.

         "All I was told is that everyone who ends up here is..." Hesitance? He could fight it all he wants, but he questions if he should really should be surprised at the fact that he was...

              “There she goes!”

                                                              “After that wretch!”

     No time to stop and take a breather, escaping from an unpleasant fate completely occupied her mind. At the top of her form, the brunette dashes through the alley, avoiding the main streets at all costs in order to not collide into anyone. The last thing she would want was to get anyone involved in her mistake.

     She was on a job to gather information on some back hand deals of a certain company. Their suspicious activity had been picked up by their Information Broker, Joe, and was leaked to her. It was an opportunity she had been looking for, for so long! Even if it meant she were to put herself in danger, she had to go. The teen was sure to keep herself out of sight; however her clumsiness revealed her position upon hiding within their establishment. Resulting in putting the brunette in her current situation.

     A turn around the corner and she found herself in a clear pathway. Not many people occupied the area at the moment, making it easy for Leia to speed through without having to worry about anyone. Though there was a slight brush to the shoulder, turning her body to avoid a bad collision. A quick glance at the other to see if they were okay, and the good thing is that they were, but she had no time to give them an apology, not while she was on the run. The two goons were still right on her tail. It’s amazing, how they were able to keep up with her. 

     ”I need to find a hiding spot and quick!" Leia gasps, nearly out of breath. The strength to continue the chase was leaving her. Becoming exhausted, she turned another corner hoping it would lead to a intersection. But there was only a dead end, trapping her. Hands were brought up to her chest as she turns to look at the two pursuers. Taking steps back as they approached her. Shooting glares as they catch their breath.

     ”You thought you could get away, didn’t you? Too bad, now you’re trapped like a rat.”

     ”Damn…" she grit her teeth, gasping when she felt her back press against the wall. Lifting her head to gaze up at what stopped her, hoping that there would be something that’ll allow her to climb over it—

     ”Don’t get any bright ideas." one of the hoodlum’s drew his gun, pulling back the hammer with his thumb and index finger right at the trigger. “Now come quietly with us, we wouldn’t want to rough you up too badly.”

      | >> | - - In the few days spent in this world he was quick to find that the Unversed weren't here. Perhaps not at first but he knew. And that wasn't the end of it. The day he'd met her was the day he'd sensed the light from within her heart. Having become friends with this young girl he'd taken upon himself to protect, he'd spent the remaining days of his vigilant watch making certain he'd eliminated the Unversed in this world; vast as it was, one could say he'd begun to hold a strange, unexpected sort of attachment to Leia Rolando. He'd failed--lost her once and had told himself it could not happen again.

      Couldn't have been the only thing that held him back from leaving, could it? Strange how the thought's enough to draw a slight chuckle from his lips. Finds the irony in it and thinks it's not as though I'm not coming back--

      Except he probably should've thought about other forms of danger that would befall the girl, aside from those monsters... It's a familiar face that he catches sight of, her form brushing past him in a mad rush followed suit by men that clearly meant to do her harm. A charge of familiar protectiveness surges through his system; Terra thinks to break into a run except Leia runs far ahead and turns, followed by her pursuers. Hand tightened to a fist he strikes the switch upon his shoulder to reveal his armour. The keyblade in hand is flung into the air and it spins, shifting into his glider and he jumps. Follows suit to find his friend.

      "Leia!" 

      Dropping down from the skies though still in his armour, glider shifting back into the keyblade he's got in hand. Least he's got Leia standing behind him now, huh? And with that he moves into a stance, eyeing the men through his mask as he questions,

The laugh that threatened to spill was almost turning her cheeks red at having to hold it in. Unfortunately for Terra’s sake she couldn’t and a heavy chuckle escaped. She did feel a little bad laughing at his clothing choices but lately there hadn’t been much to laugh about. She missed them all laughing together, and while at Terra’s expense she was certain he wouldn’t mind too much.

"I’m sorry but it’s true, just a little" odd that she’d never really thought of it until now. Oh but of course he wasn’t just going to stand there and let her make fun of him, nope there was a catch. As she’d thought their Master also wore similar attire, to make fun of Terra’s was to make fun of his, although she was sure he wouldn’t be mad. "You wouldn’t!" Yeah he was going to, "well maybe he thinks they look like curtains too," maybe curtains were fashionable?

      | >> | - - Oh, there it is. Of course she'd burst out laughing like that--seeing her hold it in he'd been watching, expecting her to come out with it at some point. And with that he crosses his arms; her laughter elicits a smile from his lips formed by amusement even at his own expense. If he were to think on it, it's been a while since they'd had times like these... "Just a little," mimicking her words. She probably knows full well that he would, maybe partly curious as to how the master would react to it, anyway. "So now you're saying I should take that as a compliment..." The thought of curtains never really had crossed his mind before all this, either.

      "What are you talking about?"