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Maya shook her head, walking towards an edge of the room. "No more fighting for me tonight." She found herself feeling extremely guilty for that one part of her that wanted to kill Enki. Just for being with her in this unstable time, she both hated and adored Enki and David. It was strange, as she usually never had so many feelings. Especially not conflicting feelings such as these.
She sat by the door, leaning her head on her hand and watching the other two.
Silver watched as he left. Something about him made her feel rather uncomfortable, and she didn't like it. She sighed and continued walking. Looking down at her swords, she frowned. They needed polishing now more than ever. Poor things. She wondered where JD was, if he was asleep or not. She wanted to see him and apologize for leaving so suddenly without saying anything, but she didn't want to disturb him either. Plus, she was tired and not in the best mood. She arrived at her room, standing outside for a moment, thinking about lots of things.
David, on the other hand, glanced between Enki and Maya. Was Maya always like this? He looked at her as she sat by the door, and frowned. "Are you feeling alright? It's late, maybe you should go back to your room and sleep." He picked up his shirt and the gift JD had given him for Silver earlier. "It's about time for me to get some rest anyways... Where will I do that... Hmm.." His voice trailed off as he turned away from the two, thinking about this. Was there an inn or something nearby? Or maybe an extra room? Maybe he could convince Silver to let him stay in her room, if that was allowed.
Seraph finally arrived at his room, he took the key and opened the door slowly, entering quietly. The room opened up to him, nothing special but It was alright. I better get some sleep, got a long journey ahead of me. Slowly he took off his jacket and shirt and placed it neatly on the edge of a chair. He opened up the covers and went in. Goodnight...Sorcerer's Unusual, he keeps his amulet on as he sleeps.
"You can stay in my room if you have nowhere to go. I probably won't be heading there until morning anyways." Maya sighed. She still was feeling a little guilty. "Don't worry about me." She added. Is this who she would be from now on? She frowned, now watching Enki.
"I'm... sorry for making you fight if you didn't want to, Enki." She looked at him hopefully, waiting for her apology to be accepted, waiting to be redeemed.
After a few long minutes of walking down a path into the village, Marcus found himself in front of the Hotel. Looking up he saw a sign 'Bar', it was pointing left, so, of course he followed it. Sitting at the bar he ordered a drink and chugged it down as quick as a man could. As he ordered another he couldn't help feel the uneasiness from before coming back. Seraph, was really getting to him, and he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. And yet, he still trusted him with his room. "I'm too nice of a person..." he thought to himself, sipping the drink in his hand. There was no time to mope about it now though, as the renewing effects of the alcohol kicked in, he spotted two guys playing pool. Amateurs. Well, why he was here, he might as well make some extra cash. Finishing his drink, he approached the two. "I play winner?" He asked grabbing a pool cue from its rack, a devious grin crossed his face.
"Oh, no, I wouldn't want to do that. I'd feel like I was invading! Anyways, I'll be off now. Don't worry, I'll figure something out." He tossed his shirt over his shoulder and held the gift at his side. He smiled, nodding at both Enki and Maya before leaving.
As he wandered the school, he found what seemed to be the girls dorms. He happened to find Silver standing outside a door. He assumed it was her room. "Silver! You're back!" he said to her as he approached her. She looked up, almost as if she had been broken from a trance. "D-David, hi... Why aren't you wearing a shirt? And what happened?" she asked, staring at his wound. "Oh, this is nothing. Just got stabbed. Hey, this was for you, I think." He handed her the gift. "I think it was from a dude named JD? Blonde dude, bright eyes. Dunno. He seemed upset though." Silver frowned as she took it. She opened it, finding the charms, and smiled, even blushing a bit. "JD gave this to you?..." David watched her, seeing her face go from disappointed to happy in a split second. What's with her and this JD dude?
"Yeeeup. By the way, I don't have a place to sleep, and I assume you have a room around here. Can I stay with you?" he asked, giving her a puppy dog look. She sighed. "Fine, fine. This is my room, come in.." She went in and David followed. She closed the door, locking it. "You have to sleep on the floor, though."
"Don't apologize, it was my fault for being so eager." He said to Maya. "I haven't fought since... then." He added onto it. After a brief moment of silence, he spoke again. "I'll see you in the next day." Then, he left the training room, and went off to Enzo's dorm.
JD had inevitably stopped by some terrible fast food place on his way home and purchased near about his weight in processed meats. No- it was not the best meal for him but yes- it did cure his near starvation. He just promised himself to do his usual training regime tomorrow plus some, and then was quite finished with the guilt of consuming that much cow by-product.
Back in his room he tore his jacket off, unlaced his boots, and inevitably flopped on his bed. He rolled around for a moment and stared listlessly at the ceiling before bringing his hand to the necklace around his neck and fiddling with it slowly. The ring clicked against the stone in the setting, and he wondered what that was all about- what any of this was about. Yet not one to mope he pulled himself from the comforter and bent over to the side to grab what was under it. Of course there were shoved boxed under there, a suitcase, various assortments of shoes, but what he was looking for was a bundle wrapped in a plastic trash sack. He hauled it back onto the bed and inevitably pulled out the numerous files that were in it. It was the student’s official records he had pilfered before the faux-Prom. Of course he had only stolen the people’s that he had met, and hadn’t had the chance to meander through them.
JD spread them out upon his bed and began reading up. Honestly he wasn’t surprised that Enzo’s was severely edited, Enki’s looked about the same, and Voltaire’s was well- cryptic. He paused at Silver’s and just tucked it back into the bag- he had a moment of altruism bleed through him, and he wasn’t about to go through her things. Instead he just read up on what the school knew about each of these members and sighed as it was of no help. “Looks like Voltaire is the only one that can help,” JD grumbled. “Bloody- and I’m sure he is going to want to throw me off a roof.” He paused. Honestly he had chosen those words by incident but they caused him to seethe in guilt. “And I’m sure he probably knows already.” While the twins were the sort to keep their business between each other- considering how Eos had been acting of late there was something that whispered in his ear: she sung all your secrets to him like a little song bird.
Agitated he shoved all the files back into the sack and slid it back under the bed. There he just wrenched his cell from his pocket and glanced at the blank screen. “Nothing- bloody- nothing.” It was then he hacked a message out to Eos, and inevitably rolled over in his bed. A hand came to the flat of his abdomen as the guilt of his previous actions made itself known. “Yes yes I know.” He grumbled. JD knew he shouldn’t have thrown his gift at David, he knew he shouldn’t have just stormed out, and he had an odd feeling that he shouldn’t have been so rough on Eos. But she was becoming less and less like the sister he always knew, and it was bothering him.
So much so that when he went to sleep it would be the only thing he dreamed about.
A magical little series of tones came from her coat pocket, the electronic tones catching Eos' attention. Reaching her hand into her pocket, she pulled out a small red flip phone with a teddy bear charm hanging from it. Flipping it open, she noticed she had one new text message. Surprised that JD was still awake, she stopped in her tracks and looked back in the direction of Sorcerers. It was then she decided not to answer it, but head straight for his dorm room.
It didn't take her long to reach the building, but she had to admit their was a rush in her step that cut her usual walking time in half. She needed someone, and that usually meant her brother. It wasn't until now that she realized she had been far more involved with Volitaire and the others than JD. It was her first time making real friends so hopefully he would understand, but despite all that... she still hated the idea of the two growing apart.
And with a little bit of sneaking, she made her way to JD's room - abruptly knocking on his door.
Volitaire woke up after a few minutes, with his dizzy head and sore body he wasn't sure if he was going to do a lot of walking around. He noticed he was covered in bandages over his wounds, he poked them individually out of curiosity. He sighed from knowing he'd probably end up being stuck in his room for a while. He layed down on his back knowing he'd have to go back to sleep...but he couldn't. Too much was on his mind. He never thought ending Venciersio's life would come so easily. It made him worry about the rings capabilities and wondered what other power he may not have harnessed yet. Either way, he aims to learn everything he can. The ring ignited and lit up the dark room. The red fire had some beauty to it in the dark. He was caught staring at it, making the flames stronger and weaker. Playing around with it. "I need to figure this thing out some more...I don't even know what caused the thing to activate. And that power it gave me...it overcame the Virus' easily. I even changed shape in a way I haven't before. The flames became runes...and I'm pretty sure using runes is a deep level of magic. If I'm already able to use runes this early, this ring's power must be phenomenal. Even Ven couldn't stop me...after the struggle I had with him before the ring activated." He let the flame die down and turned to his side, wincing at a sore wound being pressed down on. "Kenji should know about this...hopefully he can explain."
Voices...they speak to me. Seraph moved about in his bed frantically. No...No I will not! Sweat ran down his face, his whole body drenched. "I am worthy! I am!" Still asleep in his bed, yelling at nothing. [I]I am not you.[I] Seraph grabbed his amulet in his sleep, not noticing what he was doing in reality. "Ahh!" He awoke, and sat up in his bed in a quick movement, his eyes hazy from just being awoken. "Just a dream...nothing more." He looked down at his amulet and stared at it with such resentment. "Why do you do this..." He spoke to himself, looking around at the room he was in. I do not want anyone to find out, came close in the training room though.
He recalled the instance where he ran screaming from the training room, holding hes chest with such pain. Why did it have to be me, why can't I be normal...strength is my only saviour. He fell back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling.
David plopped down on Silver's bed. "I have to sleep on the floor? When I'm hurt? Gosh, could you be any more heartless?"
Silver rolled her eyes. "If I wanted to be heartless, I wouldn't have let you in. You're free to leave if you want," she remarked, a bit annoyed with being called heartless. She wasn't a bad person... Was she?
"No, no, it's fine, your floor looks comfortable, too," he responded as he rolled off her bed and onto the floor. He noticed her mood was much different from before, and he was a bit worried. "So, how'd the huge battle go?"
"Fine." She hadn't even explained to him why she left in the first place, but she didn't really want to.
"Oooh-kay... No details? Maybe the reason as to why you're not very cheery right now?" "No." David sat up and stared at Silver, who had turned and was facing away from him now. Even so, she could still feel his eyes on her. "What?"
"That's what I was going to ask you!" She sighed. "Look, I don't want to talk about it right now. Tomorrow, maybe. But right now, I just want to sleep." She turned back around to look at him. He noticed that she had put those charms on her swords and frowned. "What about that JD guy?"
"What about him? No, don't answer that. I just said I don't want to talk right now. About anything. Now, you can either leave, or stay and try to sleep." He huffed and rolled onto his stomach, staring at the wall. Silver took this as her opportunity to change while he wasn't looking, and she did. "Fine, fine, whatever. Don't expect me to just drop this though." She frowned, setting her swords down after playing with the charms a bit, and hopping over David and into her bed. "I know, goodnight David." She pulled her covers over her and closed her eyes.
He hesitated for a moment.
"Night, Silver."
The next day
Tuesday
7:00AM
Chilly breeze, cloudy skies.
Enzo stretched his battered body as he walked amongst the crowd in the school. He had gotten no sleep. He was up all night training with the Minus Fire, and getting new contacts. He wore an eyepatch to cover up his blind eye. I know the day just started, but... He slumped down after he stretched. ...I'm beat. He walked out of Sorcerers, and was on campus.
Seraph got up from bed, got washed, dressed and ready for his first day. Seraph did not get any sleep due to his...dream. He opened the door to the hall and then it hit him. Wasn't Marcus supposed to come and take me to administration? He thought nothing of it and hoped he would catch him along the way.
Hands in pockets, he non-chalantly walked down into school, ignoring everyone as they squirmed around him, running to class. I wonder where everyone is? He hoped to find someone he knew quick.
Volitaire carefully got out of bed, and walked down the hall to the bathrooms. He was a little nervous having to shower with a lot of wounds again since his fight with Artizle. He sucked it up and removed his bandages and took a hot shower. He winced the entire time, the hot water stung all over. Though, by the time he was out he felt a little less tense. He went back to his room in a robe and opened his drawer to find more medical tape to wrap the more worse off wounds with. He found his dress shirt and black pants and left the first button undone and tucked the shirt in. You could see some of the tape under his chest and on his shoulder. But leaving the first button up felt uncomfortable. It felt like it was chocking his neck. Artizle was still resting, so Volitarie could leave without trouble. He opened the hatch and closed it behind him, making his way to Sorcerers.
After a quick visit to his room, he realized Seraph had already left, and was probably making his way across campus now. Marcus rounded through the hallways before he spotted the black haired soon-to-be student and approached him. "Sorry about that. I meant to be here sooner, but something came up." In other words, he was too busy hustling pool the night before and passed out on a bench outside of the hotel's bar. His cheeks were flushed, feeling kind of like a jerk for leaving the boy alone like that on his first real day. Even more so when he noticed the dark circles under his eyes, indicating his sleep wasn't all that great. Marcus really hoped he could make it up to him for his tardy behavior. "Alright, follow me to the office. Afterwards, I'll buy you some breakfast." He smiled as he began walking towards the direction of registration desk.
Seraph turned around at the sound of Marcus' voice. Seraph ran his fingers through his hair, he seemed to enjoy that. In a tired voice, yet still formal."Ahh, their you are. I was hoping you didnt forget about me, long night? I am sure it was." Seraph chuckles to himself. "But of course I will follow, and thank you for the breakfast." Seraph followed him closely with his hands still in pockets.
Silver woke up, finding that she didn't have any nightmares the night before. She was a bit surprised, but also a bit concerned. What might that mean? She stretched out, and sat up, hanging her feet off the bed. She looked to her dresser, which had her swords on it. She saw the charms, and remembered. Ah, I need to thank JD. She stood up, and took a step forward, but she stepped on something.
"Ow."
She looked down, and there was David, still on her floor. Whoops. "David, I'm going out to find my friends. Do you want to come?"
"I dunno, all your friends seem to hate me. Should I?" She rolled her eyes. "I'm sure they don't hate you. Yes, you should. Put a shirt on first though." She walked to her dresser, and found her uniform on the floor next to it. She picked it up. Meanwhile, David had found his bag and managed to find an extra t-shirt someone gave him a few towns back. He put it on, and put his black jacket on over it, running his fingers through his hair and shaking it out a bit. He put on his glasses, and turned to Silver. "Okay, I'm ready." Silver, on the other hand, was brushing her hair. "Then wait for me outside." He nodded, knowing girls needed their own time to themselves to get ready, and stepped outside.
Walking down the path towards the courtyard he looked over to his right and saw students were already walking about. Getting breakfast, and rushing to morning classes. He walked into the courtyard, some of the students recognized him from the Aurora mission and the fight with Red. They didn't really bother to approach him, but they spoke idly amongst themselves. Volitaire ignored it and approached the door of the school. He stepped inside and saw David leaving out Silvers room. He remembered him from before his vendetta with Venciersio, but barely knew him. He tilted his head slightly, suspicious of why he left out her room, so he approached her. "Oi, David..how's Silver been holding up?"
David looked up when he heard his name, to see the guy Silver left with yesterday. "Oh, hi, Voltaire. She's... Alive, but not in the best mood. What exactly happened? I tried to talk to her last night, but she refused. And I doubt she's going to talk to me much today either." He crossed his arms as he looked down to Voltaire, who was considerably shorter than him.
But before Voltaire could respond, Silver came out in her uniform. "Oh, Voltaire. How are your injuries?.." she asked as she noticed the bandages under his shirt.
"And here we are," he said, handing Seraph his welcome package after a brief conversation with the receptionist, "now, how about that breakfast, huh?" Marcus escorted the student to the cafe and allowed him to order what he wanted. He only got a coffee himself, as he wasn't all that hungry. After paying for the boy's meal, he took a seat with him."So," Marcus said, taking a sip of his black coffee, "tell me a little about yourself. When did you first discover you abilities? Where are you from? You know, stuff like that?"
He grinned when he saw Silver come out of her room. Glad to see she was okay physically. "Just ummm...sores from the 'blows'. I had to cover them up. They may scar." He hinted at Venciersio's Spatial pushes, but didn't want David to catch on. He had a feeling Silver wouldn't want him to answer what happened right in front of her to David. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to. "I would answer, but she may cut my tongue off if I do...oh, umm Silver. Have you seen Kenji anywhere? I came here to ask him something."
Eos rolled around in bed until she heard a loud thud against the floor and a groaning coming afterward. "Oh!" This immediately woke her, sending her to the side of the bed to peer over and see her brother entangled in a sheet and flat on his back.
"Eh heh heh..." She hid her face in a nearby pillow, "Did I take up all of the bed again?" She was small but had a tendency to roll around - giving JD limited space. And it just so happened on this occasion that he had such little space, that last little nudge sent him off the edge.
But yes, she had overtaken her brothers room overnight. She needed someone to talk to, someone who would listen and understand. And JD was just the guy to help, and quite calmly spent the night calming her down - while without realizing it, calming himself down.
Maya had no idea how, but she had managed to sleep in the training room. She huffed as she woke up, noting that school was either starting soon or had probably already started. She sighed and stretched, finding herself colder and lonlier than ever. No matter, she pulled herself up and slowly began heading towards the girl's dorm. Maybe I should just stay in my room all day, she considered. It would be better than any of this. She watched students begin to congregate in the halls of the school, and shook her head. I have no use for attending, anyways. Does Enki attend classes? Maya had eventually made her way outside, but it was no easy class. She was tired.
Seraph thanked Marcus for his welcome package and followed him to breakfast. As they sat down he heared a question that didnt sit to well for Seraph. Tell him about...myself? Seraph stared blankly at Marcus for a few moments but finally opened his mouth. "I do not want any special treatment or any scowles from other students...I rather keep myself distant with personal details." Seraph cleared his throat. "I was born with these powers, and slowly over time I was trained by my father, I come from up north, way north..." Seraph looked a little nervous about speaking. He held his amulet for a brief second and looked down."I will just say that I am very special...and to most not in a good way." Seraph ate slowly and with great manners. "Tell me about yourself, and the school I will be attending, I have heard many good things."
Answer.. Answer what? What was he asking? Silver shot David a suspicious glare, which he responded to by frowning and looking down in a pouty manner, and turned back to Voltaire when he asked her a question. "No, I just got up, I haven't seen him anywhere." She began to wonder where the others were as well. The first place to look would be the cafe, she thought. Breakfast sounded nice anyways. "David, breakfast?" David perked up and nodded his head. The thought of food pleased him. Silver sighed. He was like a puppy, really. They still needed to catch up with each other, anyways. But, she still wasn't in the best mood for that. "Voltaire, do you want to come with us? Or are you going to look for Kenji?" she asked, turning to walk towards the cafe.
SMACK!
JD groaned loudly and cursed in another language- he was fond of doing that- but to give a translation it was pretty much a nice melding together of the words: dick, ass, damn, and shit, with the nouns: coaster, muffin, waffle, and taxi (plausibly not in that order). Either way he hoisted himself from the floor and glared at Eos in a manner that was probably quite familiar to her. Back in St. Albans they shared one bed, and this was actually quite the common occurrence. The girl would spread out with her legs and arms reaching towards each poster of the frame, and he would find some place in there to mesh himself into. Currently he was entangled in their sheet, and it neatly covered him like some Roman toga, but underneath he just had a swatch of grey boxer-briefs to keep everything in check. Sleeping naked next to Eos was just inviting disaster.
“Did you take up all the bed again? Was Napoleon the figurehead of the French Rebellion? Yes. And you both are just as short and tyrannical.” Slowly he hauled himself from the ground and pulled a pillow from the bed as he did so. With a quick motion he whacked her in the head with the downy soft thing, and continued to do so until a full on pillow fight was started.
He tapped his bottom lip. "No, this is pretty important." After saying that his stomach growled. He hasn't eaten anything since the day before the fight. He embarrassingly hung his head and walked up with the two. "Sure.."
Enzo lazily walked on campus, not noticing any of his friends lingering about. He found the steps leading down to the main road of Whiterun. He figured his friends were causing some kind of mischief and Enzo would be involved. He needed time to think about where he really came from.
He sat down on the top of the stairs, not minding the frequent passing by of students and teachers. Maybe distance was for the best. Enzo was recently making a lot of mistakes. Suddenly, Kenji plopped down next to him.
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"Long night?" He asked. "You could say that..." Enzo replied. A silence broke out between them as the cool breeze went by a few times. Then, Enzo spoke again. "Kenji.. What am I really?"
Marcus noticed Seraph become uncomfortable with his inquiries, so out of respect he withdraw and decided that was enough interrogation for one breakfast. However, he was more than happy to answer a few questions about himself. "Well, I can't for certain say much about the school. This is actually my second day, I start a teacher orientation in a few hours. But, about me? As I said last night, I used to be a teacher in North America. I'm from a pretty average family, Mom and Dad are both alive and well, living in England. I've never been married. I like literature, politics and the fine arts. I lived in Russia before I came to Sorcerers..." He trailed off, noticing the boy lose interest in the 'boring' details of an average magician's life, "...but enough about my personnel life, I suppose you'd like to know about my abilities. I'm a magician of the mind, I excel in what I like to call 'pushing'. I can make you think or do anything I want, just by looking at you. I discovered it in my early teens, and have been training the power ever since." He smiled again, finishing off his coffee and fidgeting with the stain it made on its saucer.
Seraph followed along with all the details but seemed engaged when Marcus started to speak about his power. Seraph leaned forward. "Mental abilities of control and altering of perception...very nice indeed."
Seraph smirked all casual like. "As you witnessed, I am an illusionist, but those powers I used were but small features." Seraph leaned back again and lost his smile instantly.
"I fear my power sometimes to be honest, to tell you the truth I am down right petrified...The illusions I use are not just to be seen, when Im serious enough I dabble in my blood magic, I pay with my own blood to cause my illusions to step up into reality." A terrified yet angry at the same time kind of look came onto Seraphs face. "My real magical ability...is being nightmare itself, frightening my opponent untill death, I do not enjoy it however it is just the power I have been blessed with..." He used the term blessed very lightly. "I feel we should be heading to class, when the time comes I will tell you more about myself, thank you."
The three of them arrived at the cafe after a bit of walking, and David was quick to gather as much food as possible. Silver took some, not feeling too hungry, and they went to sit down. David eagerly scarfed down his food, while still keeping an eye on Silver. He was worried about her. Silver ate the food she had and looked around, waiting to see if anyone else would show up.
And so the morning began on a note of fluffy pillows and non stop giggles on Eos' part. JD did a damn good job of bringing back the spirit in her last night, and the day was starting off on such a good note - she was far from the Eos she was last night.
After JD inevitably surrendering to the tiny force that was Eos and her feathery weapon of fluff she decided to steal the shower before he could. "I claim the shower as my prize!" Turning it on and hopping in she giggled amongst the bubbles and soap, even singing a note or two. JD's advice still rung in her head, "The best thing you can do for him is stay positive and hopeful until he returns. If you believe he will come back to you, he will."
She had to admit, for such a young bloke her brother was pretty wise.
Kenji stood up. "Well, I guess it's about time I've told you." He said, turning towards him with a serious tone. "You're soulless. A body without a soul, basicly. Your sky flame is where your soul should be." Kenji kept it straight forward. He didn't want Enzo to misunderstand. "So i'm a zombie?!" He shouted. "No. To put it simply, your soul is your Sky flame. You've probably noticed that your flame isn't like any other fire you come across. It's Soul Fire, made only in the Gaze."
"So I was born in the Gaze, then.." Enzo said, looking forward again. "Correct." Enzo looked back at him with the sudden desire to ask another question. "Is my Dad like me?" He asked. "Your Dad.. isn't real.
He's an illusion."
"You go on ahead, as I said, I've got my orientation soon. But it was great talking to you. Thanks to you as well!" He said, politely as possible. As Seraph stood up to leave, the smile faded from Marcus's face. The new expression that came was a mixture of fear, anger, and pain. From the way he had described his ability, it frightened him. He knew quite a bit about blood magic, he taught students with that skill at his old school. But a mixture of illusions and blood magic? That was a scary thought. Especially if that sort of power fell into the wrong hands. He would have to keep an eye on him while he was here in Sorcerers, considering he would also be attending his classes. Should he fall into insanity, his magic could very well decimate the school.
Volitaire wasn't sure what he wanted to eat. He picked out some pancakes, taking three of them and coating them in thick syrup. He smelled the melted butter and maple coming off the steam. It made him smile and he sat with David and Silver taking slices off and chewing happily. "So what were you two doing in the same room last night?"
Seraph got up and started to walk to the door, he noticed David, Silver and another who wasn't familiar to him. He walked over calmly with his hands in his pockets. "Hello David, and hello to you again Silver...to you aswell, Im sorry I do not know your name. I am new to this school and I briefly trained with David and spoke to silver." He looked at all three of them with a calming smile and relaxed notion.
"May I join you three?"
He couldn't really talk with food in his mouth. He chewed a little faster and swallowed, letting out a small breath. "I'm Volitaire, you know Silver and David?" He said looking up to him while sliding to the side a bit. He didn't mind the company, but he didn't know how Silver would react.
David looked up at Voltaire when he asked. He grinned, thinking about what he was probably thinking they did. But then Silver spoke up. "He needed a place to sleep, so I let him sleep on my floor," she responded, without looking up from her food. Suddenly, that feeling came back. She looked up to see Seraph, and she got a bit tense. David looked up, and frowned, remembering he stabbed him before. But no hard feelings. "Oh, I see you met Silver already! Illusionists, you guys are friends, right? Sure, of course you can join us!" Silver glanced to David, then back to Voltaire before looking back down at her food. David simply smiled.
"Thank you Volitaire, It is a pleasure to meet you." He slowly sat down beside him and rested his arms on the table."I only briefly met Silver here last night, I just introduced myself, as for David we had a little sparring match last night, it is great to see you guys."