(Untitled)

[the_bloody_road]

[Dias has been hiding out in his house ever since his brief and ill-fated adventures as a vampire and his death at Albedo's hands, brooding in guilt and shame. In other words, the usual. So it's only in passing a pile of mail Celes left out on a table that he even notices an unusual envelope with his name on it

Comments

B

[fatesjanitor]

[Archer has been frequenting the park himself lately - the open fields make it easy to practice his returned projection. Not expecting to see a tree fallen on the ground though. He won't notice Dias right away, a bit more interested in his work.]

[the_bloody_road]

[Dias doesn't draw attention to himself immediately, rather taking the opportunity to study the stranger examining his handiwork. There's a little distance between them, so he can't gather too much, but he can tell the man moves like a fighter, which is a point in his favor.]

Hey. [For Dias, this is a fairly affable greeting.]

[fatesjanitor]

[Archer turns his head when Dias talks, getting a certain air from the other. Not even taking a notice of a destroyed tree...]

I suppose you're the one who did this?

[the_bloody_road]

Yeah. I was practicing.

A

[nameofexorcist]

[Kresnik watches Dias knock over the tree with his attack. It is somewhat impressive, but he doesn't say anything]

[the_bloody_road]

[Dias straightens, looking satisfied with his handiwork. It takes him a moment or two to notice he's got a spectator.] You need something?

[nameofexorcist]

No.

I happened to pass by and see your attack against the tree.

[the_bloody_road]

Practice. [Dias eyes the unfamiliar face.] Who're you?

[bustydefense]

[Mia pauses to study the carnage]

I suppose I'm glad that they'll grow back by tomorrow.

[the_bloody_road]

[Dias glances over at Mia.] Oh. Hey. [Again, as terse as it is, it's quite an amiable greeting by Dias standards.]

[bustydefense]

Having a good day?

[the_bloody_road]

Guess you could say that. Looks like I'm finally starting to get all my skills back.