[Center][h3][color=999999]Yrhen Oharra[/color][/h3]
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As she was looking away from the one boy, pretending to be intensely interested in the town ruins (which wasn't hard as she felt the place was quite beautiful), a shadow fell over her. She turned to look at who had approached her and found herself staring at someone's upper chest and collar bone. Tilting her head back to meet the eyes of this annoyingly tall boy with a surprisingly soft voice, she saw it was the one with the red around his eyes. Technically he was the least upsetting potential teammate she had seen so far, though she was not keen on openly admitting that fact. But he had possibly saved her some trouble by approaching her first, as she now realized her indecisiveness might see her stuck with someone much worse in the end. 

[i]Geez, he even looks like a teenage version of Pe'pe, grey hair and everything. All he needs is a short scraggly beard and to lose those bags under his eyes.[/i]

[Color=999999]"Maybe. If you can resist bursting into tears or running home when things go badly."[/color] When. Not if. She honestly believed there was no way this trial would go smoothly. She also wanted to see how he dealt with her insults before impulsively teaming up with him. He seemed like her best bet now but he could still be useless or rotten at the core. She had been wrong too many times. Even this boy who reminded her of her grandfather was an unpredictable unknown. So she stared at Alex with cold, unfriendly eyes.

[Color=999999]"What good are you, anyway? Can you do anything useful besides act as a human shield?"[/color]