Interaction/s:  [@Krytavius]//[@ReusableSword]//[@Dark Light]
Mention/s:  [@Poppirious]

"I hope you like Snow White,"  Enzo whispered to Levi as his black eyes glared at him, fully knowing well the trickster's intention.  "You might choke on that apple, and instead of having seven dwarves, you might be buried seven feet beneath the ground."  The legacy gritted through his teeth as he focused on the introduction, only to notice Levi eyeing Murakami's painting which adorned the wall opposite them.  The lad's split-second appreciation at the painting caused a grin to curve Enzo's lips.  He placed a reassuring hand on the taller boy's shoulder as he chuckled at his expense.  "I guess you do have some redeeming qualities after all.  You might just be buried with flowers instead."

Thus, the introductions continued on with the rest of the team.  The more notable ones being that of a surprise introduction from Torok and Alex.

Enzo had to admit that Torok's optimism and sincere care for a group he barely knew was refreshing.  This guy, built with muscles on his muscles was the epitome of health.  A sudden pang of jealousy stabbed at Enzo's heart, causing a twitch and a grimace to grace his pale face.  His jaw tightened at the memories where he used to pray to whatever gods had deigned to cast upon him a look of mercy to cure his affliction.  Through those years, he gained nothing from the gods but frustration and fatigue.  He had learned to live with his curse, doomed to always be capable, but never enough.  Never enough.

"We're all afraid of death, brother Torok of House Ivory."  Enzo smiled at his peer before coughing into his hand.  "But, I've learned to stare down at the abyss until it turns its gaze away."  The legacy of Arachne sighed before pushing down the green-eyed monster down.  He had no right to direct these negative feelings towards a genuine lad like Torok, after all.  This guy worked his butt off to get to his physique now.  "So, if you could teach me to get some abs, that would be great."  He laughed softly.  "Without killing me, of course.  I found that curl-ups was to possible fractures as Levi is to probable ass-kicking if he continues to chew that apple like a goat."  He shot a sly grin at the raider before turning back to Torok.  "It's nice to meet you, finally.  I've worked with your House before.  Noble reapers.  I'm sure they're proud of you."

When Alex spoke up to introduce himself, though, Enzo confirmed that he was as innocent and clean as a newborn baby's butt.  Sooner or later, he would get stained with more than just shit.  Still, Alex had some serious skills in tracking and hunting.  Important capabilities in a world filled with demons.  He would make a great ally in the future.

Then, a rather unfriendly voice pierced the room as a silver-haired student announced himself.  Right off the bat, the feeling of insufferable superiority and cutting-edge edginess gripped Enzo's spirit.  His body language and the way he eyed everyone else was borderline cruel, and as much as he attributed his personality to a sob story in his childhood, he couldn't really take it further with him insulting almost everyone he just met.  Especially with him mouthing off to Ryanne.

Here Enzo was trying to connect and establish relationships with as many people as possible before Death finally found him while this bastard was just throwing away the gift of a longer life by being a dick to others.  It would be more bearable if he was insulting random people, but the mere fact that they were the ones who would wipe his nose if he ever got injured or in trouble was sickening.  He was making the wrong enemies.

"Aw, wee lad,"  Enzo tilted his head in mock concern as he finished his little threats.  He coughed along as he made his way towards the silver stag who was more or less stood at the same height as Enzo.  "You do have a point.  But, don't worry, we won't be like you, so, we'll survive.  You, on the other hand, might need some help,"  Enzo stopped as he coughed before continuing.  "Everyone could teach you a few things here, [i]gago[/i].  Alex with tracking, Lionheart with marksmanship, or even me,"  Enzo shrugged his shoulders.  "Getting your head out of your ass.  Pretty simple even for a toddler, but I know you can catch-up, right?."

A kind smile and a gentle nod after, Enzo turned around to walk towards his original spot as he adjusted his sash.  He never really liked lashing out at anyone, but to forsake the importance of bonds in the name of foolish pride was stupidity in a league of its own.

"If this was your way of getting respected and admired, then, it was as effective as Juliet's poison,"  Enzo glanced one last time at him.  "In that, it will lead to you dying or getting others killed."

With a final bout of coughs, Enzo decided that it was time to retire, at least.  His body screamed for him to rest.

"While you youngsters are having fun, this oldie will just toss himself to bed.  As soon as I find my room."  With that, Enzo hauled his satchel before making slow, dragging tippy-taps towards the rooms.  If anything, he might be staying in the same room as his siblings when they were staying here at the Lotus.

Lotus.  Such an apt flower.  It grew out of the filth and muck, and at this moment, there was so much to mud to sift through.  He could only pray that they all succeed and bloom at the end.  

Silently, he hoped that at least with this prayer, the gods would finally answer.