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Outside Peppin's House, Cham.

[@FamishedPants][@BrokenPromise][@Crusader Lord][@zelosse]

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This was certainly. . . not what he expected. To be immediately confronted with something outside the norm. Though maybe he should have expected it, given that very little time had passed while he was in this world without some catastrophic even occurring. And now, there was some person that he had never seen before who knew him. This was. . . . awkward to say the least. But he wasn't past the point of no return mentally yet. 

That point came when he heard the door close behind him. The spell on his body was still functioning, as it had really only been a few moments since he had cast it. Every muscle in his body was taut. Ready to fire off at a moment's notice. His ragged breathing from panic steadied. He held his ground and opened his senses to the limits, waiting for any possible action to occur. This was how he won so many fights. Even though his physique was strong the say the least, he was a technical fighter. He used his superior sense to outmaneuver his opponent. 

Still, his body was screaming at him that it was a dangerous situation and his mind agreed. He could die. It wouldn't be optimal, but it was possible. Before that happened, he had to gather as much information as possible. It might help him get out of it.

[color=slategray]"What can I help you with? I'm not sure what you need."[/color]

The chair still held lightly in his arms was ready to be used as either a shield or a weapon, whichever was most necessary at the time.

It was then that Aerith attempted to open the door.