[h3][color=darkorange][b]Isa Grand-Arc[/b][/color][/h3]

With a wave of his hand, the fiery haired young man dismissed the magic screen in front of him. Isa stood from his seat. [color=darkorange]"With that last battle I've nearly filled up my [i]memory banks[/i]...not that it takes much..."[/color] After watching the last match Isa left the stands. Battles between prominent guilds were much more intense than he imagined. He'd spent the last couple of months training his combat abilities and only recently joined Phoenix Wing once he felt he was ready. Still, seeing more experienced wizards in action dwarfed what he thought he was getting himself into. Isa smirked to himself. [color=darkorange]"I guess that's just the naive feelings of a pampered rich kid~ Best I keep recording as much as I can...gonna need more storage lacrima..."[/color]

Isa summoned up an Archive screen and replayed the footage of the last match. As he was distracted, he accidentally bummed into a couple of girls. "H-Hey!" Isa looked at the girl closest to him realizing his clumsiness. [color=darkorange]"Oh, I'm quite sorry. Putting such startled looks on such beautiful faces...I should be ashamed. Care to join me for lunch? I'd like to make it up to you? Pick the place, it's on me and I assure you money's no issue~"[/color] By now Isa had taken the closest girl's hand in his and she was clearly smitten, a deep blush on her face. "Ah...I-I'd love to..." The other girl, not directly exposed to Isa's charming aura, scoffed. "Your not really falling for this are you?" Isa blinked. [color=darkorange]"Hm? Falling for what...?"[/color] The young man was completely oblivious to how flirtatious his words had come across. He was truly sincere about atoning for his reckless behavior. "C'mon!" The girl dragged her friend away despite her protests. Isa rubbed the back of his neck with a look of confusion. [color=darkorange]"Was it something I said?"[/color] He muttered before moving along.