Heterochromic eyes gazed lazily out the window of the bus, as the familiar yet unfamiliar backgrounds they drove by passed without much of a second thought. Tempest leaned back in his seat as he couldn't help but feel nervous. They were slowly but surely getting close to the Heroes HQ, a place he couldn't even dream about going to until he oh so suddenly got invited. Fortunately the blonde managed to acquaint to some of the other apprentices following the same path as him.

The was one girl in particular he had been sitting next to, her name was Flint, who he had managed to talk to for a little bit despite their polar opposite personalities. Meeting her and the other apprentices helped ease his nerves and help him feel a little bit at home. None of them were particularly rude to him, nor did they bring up his bruised and bandaged appearance. But some on them were violent, even fighting the day before.

However, there were a few people who stayed away and sat alone. One of them had crazy pink hair that stuck up in various directions. He was pretty lanky from what Temperance could see and was covered in bandages much like him. Despite his slim build, he was carrying a large bag which put Tempest's little backpack to shame.

Just as he was about to look away from the loner, the sight of him pulling out a granola bar caught his attention. To hungry to care, Tempest stared at the pink haired boy as he chewed on his granola bar, his expression wanting and his mouth drooling a little.

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