The one who doesn't belong.

Rachias Tears de Ame · 05-08-2010, 09:30 AM

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The flash of layered brown coming near her was sudden and, for a brief moment, she wondered if it were Gabriel. She couldn't recall seeing him in his Optime form very much and it was quite possible, moving at the rate that the creature was, that she might not even recognize him until he stopped. Was he charging her? Did he intend to run her off of the lands like Andre had done so long ago? The young woman stumbled back a few steps as the blur of color drew near, certain that he would collide with her. Rachias wasn't a fighter, she never had been, and the creature would certainly do away with her quickly.

Much to her surprise, the young man dropped to his knees before her, catching his breath. Curious and no longer feeling the urge to turn and run away, the young woman leaned forward a bit, meeting those purple eyes as they lifted to look at her. More surprising than anything else thus far, the man started to spout apologies. She was taken aback for a moment, confused, but his eyes did not betray him. There was no malice held in them, no ill intent or secret will. She wanted to laugh at her own paranoid state but instead kept quiet, offering the strange man a faint smile. No, no. She assured him, holding the rock out toward him. I just picked it up, is all. You haven't been here long, huh? It was a silly question, she knew well enough that he hadn't been in Inferni before she had left the last time. It was just so strange to see one with an apparent demeanor such as his meet her at the borders of the 'all mighty' Inferni clan.

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