fagging goes here.
who: Cecil Harvey and Theodore (Golbez) Harvey! :DDDDDD
what: Golbez arrives in Aegean and quite obviously is pretty creeped out in a 'lawlwatsthis' fashion. Cecil of course drops everything and goes a'runnin.
when: Saturday.
where: Aegean train station.
warning(s): Probably loads of second-guessing and manly fluff. Ohyes.
As promised, Cecil had made his way to Aegean's train station with as much speed as he could afford to expend without panicking the people around the city. He still managed to get slightly odd stares from the citizenship simply for the fact that he wore luminescent armor. Even the stares he'd received from the surviving mages in Mysidia had been nothing compared to what he received here (or maybe the fact hed had far more on his mind in Mysidia and simply hadn't gave their loathing any thought made it feel like nothing as opposed to now..) and had attempted to wear clothes that weren't specifically for knights in battle. Then his colouring forced stares. Perhaps it was how bright his eyes were, how light his skin was, or perhaps even that his hair changed colours as much as the light surrounding him changed. So he'd gone back to what he felt comfortable with.
...This world was complicated. He'd never remembered anyone thinking anything odd about him on the Blue Planet. Never, not even with the more pathetic-kind of scuffles he'd had with Kain while being in the King of Baron's care as a child. Golbez, being perhaps 15 foot tall... he was likely to feel as if returning to the Blue Planet would involve less hassle than this. He entered the train station quickly and moved to the arrivals area. (it was a strange type of station. The only platforms were one for departures, and arrivals. Nothing else, nothing more.)
He caught sight of his brother almost immediately, the giant of a man which appeared more of a mountain of armor than anything- yet gifted with intellect, grace and wit which was more than what the most spiritually attuned (read: squishy) mages could even hope for.
"Brother.." he greeted, walking to the figure and trying to stop an honest and radiant smile from crossing his features.
what: Golbez arrives in Aegean and quite obviously is pretty creeped out in a 'lawlwatsthis' fashion. Cecil of course drops everything and goes a'runnin.
when: Saturday.
where: Aegean train station.
warning(s): Probably loads of second-guessing and manly fluff. Ohyes.
As promised, Cecil had made his way to Aegean's train station with as much speed as he could afford to expend without panicking the people around the city. He still managed to get slightly odd stares from the citizenship simply for the fact that he wore luminescent armor. Even the stares he'd received from the surviving mages in Mysidia had been nothing compared to what he received here (or maybe the fact hed had far more on his mind in Mysidia and simply hadn't gave their loathing any thought made it feel like nothing as opposed to now..) and had attempted to wear clothes that weren't specifically for knights in battle. Then his colouring forced stares. Perhaps it was how bright his eyes were, how light his skin was, or perhaps even that his hair changed colours as much as the light surrounding him changed. So he'd gone back to what he felt comfortable with.
...This world was complicated. He'd never remembered anyone thinking anything odd about him on the Blue Planet. Never, not even with the more pathetic-kind of scuffles he'd had with Kain while being in the King of Baron's care as a child. Golbez, being perhaps 15 foot tall... he was likely to feel as if returning to the Blue Planet would involve less hassle than this. He entered the train station quickly and moved to the arrivals area. (it was a strange type of station. The only platforms were one for departures, and arrivals. Nothing else, nothing more.)
He caught sight of his brother almost immediately, the giant of a man which appeared more of a mountain of armor than anything- yet gifted with intellect, grace and wit which was more than what the most spiritually attuned (read: squishy) mages could even hope for.
"Brother.." he greeted, walking to the figure and trying to stop an honest and radiant smile from crossing his features.