[color=82ca9d][b]“Albrecht Dietrich,” [/b][/color]Albrecht Dietrich replied suavely, totally aware that his charm wasn’t working but rolling with it despite the fact. [b][color=82ca9d]“Aged up quite a bit, haven’t I? And you, da-”[/color][/b] rling, holy shit that girl was loud. At the sound of the mad cackling, the fratboi in shining armor immediately whipped around, eyes flickering frenetically towards the source: a crazy clown chick that was definitely Phann. No doubt about it. With the assumption that everyone from 14-A got turned into weirdos…

Jester was definitely Phann, because of course that girl was batshit insane. Goth girl was probably Amaris, judging by her whole aesthetic. Lizard dude was…well, by deduction, it’d certainly be Henry, wouldn’t it? But there was a third guy. Genderswapping was a thing then. The elf had no accent though, so that discounted Jyu-Ni at least…yet the dwarf was belting out a Scottish accent that no one in the class had. Wait, that still worked. Dwarf had to be Jyu-Ni, cause no one else emoted that much (except for Phann, but she was insane). So that left Fae and Irene and Henry to fill the spots of Elf, dirty hobo, and scaly. Rewind a bit though, and you get...'porca troia’. Italian. Who was Italian? Irene. That was a male voice. Which meant that…think a bit further…who was more likely to show concern for someone else, Fae or Henry? In his mind’s eye, Albrecht imagined a coin flipping, and decided to go with his first answer. Henry was the Lizard, Fae was the elf.

With his conclusions made a half-second after he turned away from the beautiful gaze of the elven Fae (wow, imagine that sort of coincidence), Albrecht faced her once more, that lopsided grin on his face again. [b][color=82ca9d]“And you’re Fae, right? Wild world, isn’t it? New bodies and all. How ‘bout you and I help each other get acq-”[/color][/b]

The second roar, reptilian in nature, had the knight whipping his head around again, a mixture of anger and exasperation on his expression as he narrowed his eyes towards Henry, who…wasn’t the source of the roar after all. Wow, for all the praise he heaped unto the Goddess, she was certainly going out of her way to tell them to get the hell out, huh? From the weird butterflies that were flitting around to the roar that came from a long ways away, it was becoming clear now that Albrecht’s fate was to be divinely cockblocked until they went south.

Which was probably the opposite direction of the roar, right?

Hopefully.

Extracting his hand from Fae’s shoulder, the green-haired paladin’s smile became a bit sheepish as he stepped back. [b][color=82ca9d]“Maybe another time, instead? Cause yeah, that thing sounds like bad news and I don’t want to wait around here for any good news.”[/color][/b]

A pause. Right, the others should head over as well.

[b][color=82ca9d]“Henry, Irene, you two look pretty big. Hold the rear with me. The rest of you girls, head away from the woods ASAP, yeah? Chop chop, let’s get the fuck outta here!”[/color][/b]

There were no longer any pauses, as Albrecht unslung his shield from his back, sliding it over his left arm, before marching off with a casual, but purposeful gait. There was no doubt in his mind that they would follow, and even if they didn’t, he had no intention on sticking around for too long.

After all, who knew what other giant frickin’ monsters were going to converge onto this point? Surely not all predators were stupid enough to announce their presence from a decade away?