samreaper

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Kazumin Nagasa

Currently wearing: Caesonian traditional formal wear

Hider

(Minus the gloves and cape)

Location- Dining tables
Interactions- @Rodiak Zarai

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Even after having left the group behind and that unpleasant chill, Kazu still found himself unable to shake off the cold sensation causing him to shudder. He rubbed at his shoulders trying to warm up and rid himself of this icy phantom." Jeeze...I could swear someone wants me dead or something." And with the way those two were treating him so coldly; such suspicions seemed highly plausible though what he was feeling now seemed worse than what that prince was giving off.

" I'm going to catch a cold at this rate. I think it's high time I returned to the food and get something hot in my belly." The mention of food had his belly rumbling in turn; a clear answer to the suggestion made to himself. Eating might also do well to help get his mind off things as the night has been quite the strange one for the blonde farmer. Having his story rejected by the sultan and being reunited with an old friend thought dead and he even wound-up dancing with a princess, if one could call twirling around like children dancing. Only for it to end with earning the bone chilling ire of her brother and that companion of his. Then there was the incident he wanted to forget; how he wished he could go find the girl and apologize for... well, he had no idea what exactly but it did not matter whatever he did for he owed an apology regardless. Gods, now he was beginning to sink back into depression and after Ani went out of her way to cheer him up and now his mind was reeling with the fact a princess bothered to pay a nobody like him any attention.

It was at that moment that he took notice of a servant carrying a tray with empty glasses and an unopened bottle of wine, likely to go around offering refreshments. Unfortunate for this servant, they found themselves in the line of a thirsty predator who, without warning dashed by swiping the bottle from the tray with fingers so nimble the tray barely shifted as he passed by. Spinning on the spot with a pop of the bottle." The hunt has been successful and I bid you my thanks and apologies." Continuing to walk backwards as he carried on with a respectful toast towards the bewildered staff." But alas, tis I who needs this most wondrous elixir to soothe this woeful heart of mine at this time." Giving a salute while downing a big gulp or two of the bottle; using the servant's confusion to slip away towards the dining tables.

Unfortunately, Kazu had done so walking backwards and still laughing at his expertly crafted bit of thievery when he suddenly felt his back struck against something.

He came to a stop with a grunt, but before he could do anything would see grapes falling around him, some bouncing off his head." Grape rain...never seen that kind of weather before." He said aloud to himself and came close to laughing had he not noticed the presence behind him, turning halfway to take notice of the young lady he bumped into." Oh, sorry about that miss.... guess my mind is a bit more scattered than I..." Trailing off upon taking notice of that expression on her face which made Crystal's distraught face and tear filled eyes flashed in his head.

*Oh sugar honey iced tea?!* The words screamed in his mind; eyes wide as he began panicking and fretting. He already made one lady cry tonight, were he to do it again then he might as well just save everyone and himself the trouble and just dive off the balcony right then.

His eyes were searching all around as he frantically scrambled to think of something, anything to stop the unknown woman from crying and were he not holding the bottle, his arms would be flailing about. He soon saw the grapes littering the floor around them and in his frenzied mind a most laughable idea came to mind, but right now it was the only one. Kazu quickly placed the bottle down on the nearest table then held out his hands in a hold it motion." Wait! Before you say or do anything please humor me." Asking his request with a weak laugh then moved down to scoop up as many fallen grapes his hands could hold." First and foremost, I offer my apologies and will gladly get you some more grapes or whatever food you desire but before I do so. It is only right I give these grapes a use so they're not wholly wasted." Nodding his head rapidly, eyes still wide in disbelief at this whole ordeal or what he was about to do and started juggling the grapes. Juggling one then a second was added then another and another until juggling 10 or 12? Eventually moving frantically in order to keep the momentum going. An almost impressive feat that he juggled for as long as he did, but trying to do so with grapes which are both quite small and slippery meant it was only a matter of time till they were falling and tumbling all over him.

By the time it was over Kazu was left standing there blinking stupidly and uncertain of what to do next except finish this off like as a performer should. Lifting his arms up to give a little half-hearted jazz hands shake." Um....tada?" The cowlicked blonde started to feel as if he simply could not win this night.

Pokémon: There and Back Again

Tristan Glory

Inventory

Inventory

Pokedollars-1000

Pokeballs-14
Premiere ball-1

potions-1

Camping gear

Old and tattered pokemon textbook (gifted by nurse Joy)

Emergency care kit(one multi-bristled brush, comb, tweezers, clippers, skin cream, compact mirror)

On-Hand

King

King



species-Bird

Type-Flying/Dark

level-5

Ability- Super luck (The chance of a bearer's move being a critical hit is increased by 1 stage.)

Moveset-

-Peck

-Astonish

-Pursuit

-Feather dance

Princess

Princess


Species- Emanation Pokemon

Gender- Female

Type- Fighting

Level- 4

Ability- Prankster (gives priority to status moves)

Moveset:
- Quick attack
- Endure
- Feint

PC

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" Well of course not. I figured you and another and the boss at most." As with the more people with access meant figuring out the culprit or culprits was made all the more difficult. Shaking his head with a sigh." I don't mean any spot in particular, just if you know it happened anywhere near the fence." He added on in agitation in order to correct the confusion; wanting to discern if the fabric he had indeed belonged to the thief and considering a scream was let out there was a good chance the person had been in a hurry to flee thus resulting in getting snagged.

He folded his arms with a finger tapping against his arm as he listed to Hurley explain that the thievery had been occurring for almost a month now." Hm, then I have another question. Are any of the staff or those with access to this shed a recent hire? Sometime in the past few months?" Tristan inquired as he turned his head to give Hurley a proper observatory look over.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Kazumin's Final Hour?

Kazumin, Anastasia, Wystan & Wulfric

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That had certainly been one of the more entertaining and wild dances Kazu ever found himself in, though to an outsider's perspective what they did would hardly be considered dancing and more akin to children mucking about.” Aye, I’ll be sure to keep that in mind, lady Ani. I shall anticipate seeing you at the 'study group'.” He finished with a quick salute, his face sporting a brief serious expression as he pronounced the last two words especially… hint hint.

Still relishing in the thrill the two had just shared when a pair of men unknown to him approached. And out of nowhere he heard a comment meant to be a dig at him causing him to wince a bit as if he had just been stung.* Ouch…yeah that one stings.* His face momentarily showing hurt before returning to that casual grin of his as if he hadn’t heard it, albeit smaller than before their arrival.

It soon became quickly apparent that the more distinguished and dignified gentleman knew Anastasia, not only that he seemed to not like him with that steely ice gaze aimed his way.

He could only blink in confusion; wondering what he did to earn such an unpleasant ire from the stranger as he could not recall wronging him in any way, of course a lot of things tended to slip Kazu’s notice as he learned. Then a hand was extended by the man that spoke the stinging comm]ent.” Hm? Oh..yes. Thank you, good sir.” Taking hold of Wystan’s hand with a firm grip and in that brief touch noticed his hand to be hard and rough much like his own though something about was off; not quite the hand of a manual labor like his own. The watchdog merely nodded in response.

Anastasia smiled innocently as her brother stared down at her in discontent. She took his hand and used it to pull herself up, immediately throwing her arms around his neck in a hug as soon as she got to her feet, “Awooo! It’s the big wolf!” She greeted him with delight. Though she was excited that Wulfric and especially Wystan had come over to join them, she wasn’t sure why they seemed to be in sour moods. It was no matter; she would just have to cheer them up.

Wulfric drew his sister up, not at all surprised to find himself in a hug. He wrapped his arms around Anastasia, and the familiar warmth did serve to improve his mood a little. He shook his head at her greeting, though he was secretly amused by it. He released her from his hold when he felt that she was ready to extricate herself.

Letting go of Wulfric, she gestured to Kazumin, “Gentlemen, this is my new best friend, Kazoo. He’s a kind and funny fellow so please do not frighten him with those scary looks you’re giving.”

“Another ‘best’ friend?” the prince questioned sarcastically, turning a disapproving glare at the hapless man. “You have this unfortunate habit of attracting the most vexing of specimens to your side,” he complained to her. Because he knew his sibling would not be phased by such a remark, he continued with a better line of reasoning. “I realize you can hardly stand these events without your share of fun, but the first dance has concluded,” his voice was low, compelling; the implication that Anastasia had already gotten her way, and should be satisfied for now. “However, if you still find yourself overbrimming with energy,” he let his gaze sweep around them, and due to their proximity, it landed on the watchdog. “Yes…let Wystan over there lead you for the next one.” Clearly, Wulfric’s priority was separating the princess from the unfitting man she called a friend, and he gave the guard a meaningful look.

“..." Wystan had been adjusting the wrapping on his hands after assisting the blond man up. The guard seemed preoccupied with a thought. Upon hearing the prince's suggestion, he stood at attention by their sides, thoroughly having understood his task. He shared a look of compliance with Anastasia as it came up - an expression that seemed open, perhaps even welcome to the idea if one looked carefully enough. “If you would have me, it would be an honor, Your Highness." The watchdog executed a well-practiced bow toward the princess.

Soon found himself back upon his feet with help from Wystan where he took this chance to dust off the back of his pantsuit and adjust his shirt. The wolf comment Anastasia directed at the one helping her up made him smile though it wavered a bit upon feeling that icy glare aimed at him once more. This guy definitely did not like him. How nice it was to see Ani consider him a best friend and try to quell the unpleasant air coming from the two.” Thank you Ani and again I must say I love the new nickname you afforded me.” He chuckled while giving her a playful wink, which Anastasia returned with a smile.

“ I do apologize for our little floor mishap as Ani here proved to be a masterful spinner which took me off guard thus causing our inevitable plummet.” Kazu explained with a smile as he peered between the two, listening to their exchange; noticing a hint of eagerness in the watchdog’s eye at the proposal of dancing with Anastasia. The tad dizzied blonde gave a friendly pat on Wystan’s shoulder.” You’re in for a truly pleasant dance, good sir. Hopefully one as enjoyable as the one we just shared.”

“Ani?” Wulfric barely refrained from growling out, but the danger was still apparent. “I do not care what pretenses of friendship the two of you have crafted in that short while, so you will do best to mind your tongue. While you are in my presence - or indeed, while speaking to her publicly - you will address my sister with due respect,” he warned. “In case it wasn’t clear, that is as Her Royal Highness,” he added.
Anastasia could be spotted rolling her eyes at her brother’s words.

At Kazumin’s apology, which implicated himself as much as it did his sister, a muscle in Wulfric’s cheek ticked with anger. Oh, he was sure Anastasia played her part as much as she usually did with these antics, but for some stranger to say as much while he clearly benefited from the experience…It frustrated him to no end. However, since it finally looked like the man might depart, he decided to help along with that decision. “I’m sure he will. Now, away with you,” he tilted his chin imperiously, shooing Kazumin elsewhere.

“Mhm. I appreciate your well-wishing." Wystan received the disrespectful stranger's pat with a grip of his own, careful not to clench, before conscientiously redirecting it away. The coldness in his features remained immovable, clearly unsatisfied that he could not do anything to discipline the man right then and there. "I will do my best not to raise any issues and enjoy it to the fullest."

“Have a good evening." With that, Wystan extended an arm out to Anastasia before giving the man a customary nod.

Anastasia had a brow raised as things played out, finally taking Kazumin’s shoulder gently and softly telling him, “Sorry Kazoo… It appears my brother has woken up on the wrong side of the bed today. Don’t worry about any of that. “ She gave him a sympathetic smile, mouthing “I’ll see you later.” She turned on her heels and looked at Wystan, pausing momentarily as her cheeks seemed to change slightly in color. “Hello again! Fancy meeting you here, good sir. ” Anastasia greeted him as she looped her arm through his.

Kazu found himself receiving nothing but cold treatment from these two. Why? A question soon answered by Wulfric; both learning and realizing he had just danced with a princess and thus making the icy individual one of the crowned prince’s.* ooooooh.* His mind mentally cringed at the fact he had been acting so casually and informally in front of a prince who did not much care for it one iota.

The slight painful grip to his hand by Wystan pulled him from his head as he pulled his hand away to give it a little rub.” I see. Then do forgive my impertinence and clueless tact for not recognizing that I stood in the presence of the crown prince.” He gave an apologetic bow to give the two royal members the due respect. His head then turned upon feeling Anastasia’s hand rest on his shoulder and gave that kindly smile while his eyes flashed her an incredulous look; one that practically said ‘Really? You couldn’t give a guy a head’s up?’ followed with a nod to dismiss the glance he just gave. Forced to bite his tongue to keep from snickering at ani’s little bed comment just then as he doubted the prince in any mood for humor.” No trouble at all. I shall be off then though before I do, I must add before I forget that your royal highnesses look positively stunning and handsome tonight. This good gentleman too, of course.” Motioning his head in Wystan’s direction then gave another bow of his head, this one not as low.

Wulfric might have been appeased by the second apology, if it only weren’t followed by Kazumin’s poor attempt to ingratiate himself to him with that compliment. He noticed Anastasia conspire with the stranger quietly, and though he thoroughly disliked everything about him, he did offer the departing man a gracious nod. At the very least, he’d not insisted on sticking around.

”If you are ready, Your Royal Highness, perhaps we shall take our place.” Wystan nodded at Anastasia, before turning to give Wulfric a deep bow. ”I hope that your second dance goes smoothly, Prince Wulfric. It was an honor.” Upon rising, the guard gave the crown prince a cautionary glance, as if to say: be careful this evening.

Wulfric caught the guard’s eyes, and nodded lightly. “Take care,” he said lightly to the two of them - though Wystan would likely know he meant it as seriously as the watchdog’s own warning had been. Then, he departed for the catering tables; he needed at least a glass of cool water after all that, if nothing else.

Turning on his heel, Kazu intended to leave lest he say anything to sour the prince’s mood any further that might lead to some rather unpleasant clash. Once far enough away he shuddered.* Oof…..never met a chilling pair like that before.* Taking a mental note to avoid prince Wulfric if possible or next time he might find himself skewered by the man.

Avalia

The Guardian Wolf

Menzai Isanami

Menzai * 65 * Demi-Human

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Appearance

Height:
6'0

Weight:
155 lbs

Hair color:
Night Blue

Eye color:
Sapphire blue with crimson red iris tint

Skin color:
Snowy pale

Bestial Features:
-Sharp canine claws that can be elongated a few inches longer for deeper gashes
-Viciously sharp canine teeth
-Fluffy soft Canine ears
- Tail ???

Attire Description:
Menzai wears the haori of the wolf guardian, white as pure snow with billowy sleeves and pants offering freedom of movement. Made up of special materials from beasts and rare plants hunted and scavenger that offer it higher resistance than normal clothing allowing it to better withstand slashes, cuts and burns and moderate protection against the usual elements. Making for a truly sturdy light garbed outfit but extremely time consuming and difficult to make and is thus only given to those made a guardian before setting forth from the village.

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Psychology

Likes
* Reading
* Meditating
* Tea
* Observing animals/nature
* Hunting
* Discussions on magic
*Observing

Dislikes
* Loud noises/chattering
* Strong/heavy smells and tastes
* Rudeness
* Mishandling of books
* Disrespectful talks towards magic and humans
* Constant humor

Fears
* Danger/harm coming to his village
* Loss of magical knowledge
* Failing his role as guardian
* Losing control of his ascension
* Loss of identity due to ascension

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Personality

Menzai is a quiet and calm individual that does not talk unless needing to or actually has something to say. Emotionally distant and stern, often keeping others at arm's length save for the very few he trusts such as his family and childhood friend, Elizabeth. As such, he speaks in the traditional formal manner while referring others to their family name to prevent closeness and familiarity. He is typically indifferent to the whelms and troubles of others, choosing to avoid getting involved unless absolutely necessary as he prefers being a neutral observer. Menzai also holds an endlessly growing curiosity to magic and customs of other races. These topics if brought up or discussed are the few times Menzai will openly talk though refrains from talking about himself. Proud as the wolf he is, he does not take well to insults to his kind or towards magic and books nor does he much care for humor with Eli as one of the only few exceptions.

He is direct and prefers to get to the point, finding casual chatter an annoyance and waste of time. Often focused on the tasks given to him; even when sleeping he does so by sleeping up in a tree where he can get better lay of the land for any possible threat. When given free time he will do so either by meditating or relaxing under the shade of a tree. Menzai typically keeps his guard up to remain alert and distant at nearly all times and views most emotions unneeded and troublesome as they only get in the way and make handling tasks difficult.

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Background

Occupation
Human Guardian

Living Immediate Family members
*Father- Josiah Isanami
*Mother- Annabelle Isanami
*Sibling- Unborn baby brother Tobias Isanami

Dead Immediate Family Members
*Grandfather- Gareth Isanami
*Sister- Trinity Isanami

Current Companions
N/A

Current and past lovers
None

History

The village of Guarav consists of a tribe of wolf demi-humans with most being partial and a few rare halfs that have long since lived in seclusion. Nestled deep within the woods in between River port and the fairy kingdom, the people while not hostile are mistrustful of most outsiders and races. Due to this they seldom get visitors and on the rare occasion will be welcome but on constant close watch. As within the village they hold a library containing a wide myriad of books on magics as the Guaravians have an innate curious desire to study magic as the most trained of the villages would venture out to observe and seek knowledge that they deem worthy to be documented and saved for future use.

Their way of life would change upon the appearance of humans; scared, confused and lost when finding themselves in a wholly new world completely different and foreign from their own. Yet, unexpectedly found no ill will or animosity towards them unlike the other races; in fact, felt a kinship with them as if they were long lost friends and with it came a desire to watch over and protect them. A meeting that led to a close bond and friendship as those of Guarav venturing from the village slowly become more common, even becoming more open and friendly to other races as they traveled with the human companions who seemed naturally capable of using magic which might have part in such kinship.

The day of Guarev ending their seclusion may have been accomplished, but then the humans vanished; disappeared without a trace. A great and terrible lost that affected the wolven tribe especially and with it the progress made became naught as it was of belief the elves; both light and dark were at fault along with other races possibly having a hand. Thus, the Guaravs once again secluded themselves, this time closing access to the village completely and the guardian role created for the human no longer given. Blocked off from the world with a lone white sphere kept and watched over at all times to await news on the return of human, but the days passed then years then decades; whatever important news was broadcasted went ignored for none of the issues of the outside world were of any importance to them.

The Isanami family were the keeper of the sphere who have watched over the sphere for generations and of this clan, Menzai was born to. Like most Wolven cubs, Menzai took a great interest in magic and humans, but his was almost that of an obsession. And for the first few years he became capable of reading; all his time was spent reading at the library as he found the magic and stories on the guardians adventures alongside humans immensely fascinating. This left him becoming the quiet outcast as the others came to find him weird and foolish to hold onto any hope that humans may one day return as Guaravians have steadily lost hope in them ever coming back. His only friend, Elizabeth the one person who shared in his beliefs often joined him in reading though also worked to get Menzai to try other things as well, to be more outgoing and social. Stating it to be training for the inevitable day he takes on the role of guardian to try and get Menzai to be able to better open up emotionally; an endeavor he found unneeded for when he does so intends to accept the emotional seal. Choosing logic to focus on the tasks than friendship since emotions to him proved to nothing but trouble and often made controlling bestial ascension that much more difficult. His disconnect to his emotions and connecting has allowed him to attain ascension at a far younger age than required and has since achieved maintaining it for five minutes; a feat even full grown ascension users struggle to do.

All of this was for the sake of becoming a guardian; one that can truly protect their companion ward. He did so at the cost of friendships or any possible mate as his mind was always on seeing the outside world. A whole wide world of mystery and knowledge to seek out and observe.

One day, out of the blue the white orb came to life with a hologram broadcasting. Those watching instantly knew this one was different from all the others. For there, illuminated on the hologram was a collared human and what followed was a truly horrendous and gruesome display. It filled Menzai's father with a mixture of feelings not felt by a guaravian in hundreds of years. Enraged and enthralled. Humans have truly returned to the realm and were already in dire need of help as this Pride sought them for nefarious and monstrous reasons.

And with this, the day Menzai would become a guardian and be free beckons.

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Combat and Magic

Strength
6 (9 during ascension)

Speed on land
8 (10 during ascension)

Speed in air
0

Magical Ability
3

Dexterity
7 (10 during ascension)

Weapon Proficiency
5 (7 when claws are elongated)

Stealth
8

Species
Wolf Demi-human

Physical Strength
* Natural weapons (claws, Fangs/teeth)
* Enhanced Senses-Sense of smell and hearing due to demi-human psychology
* Minor enhanced strength
*Minor enhanced speed

Physical Weakness
*Highly sensitive to strong scents and taste
*Inexperienced at fighting
*Lacks ranged capabilities

Best Ability
Bestial Ascension
Due to wolf's innate pack mentality and strong desire to protect, Menzai and his tribe has learned the ability to force their body to transform from partial wolf into full humanoid beast form. To do so requires both a strong will to protect and inflicting some form of harm to bring out their predatorial instinct. This transformation causes the user to be covered in wolf fur and their body to enlarge, sometimes to twice their original size which gives a huge boost in physical attributes for as long as it is active.

The form comes with heavy risks, however, as it is extremely difficult to control and can be wildly unpredictable. It takes years simply to be able to control one's self without losing control and being overtaken by the beastly instinct and years more to hold the form for more than a few minutes. Using ascension eats up a ton of stamina and is heavily draining that can leave the user immobile for one to three days depending on how long they used the form. Going pass the time limit is highly discouraged as the chance of losing control increases dramatically or worse becoming stuck in the form which will leave the person in a constant tired and weakened state until reverting is achieved. Due to these risks, ascension is normally only done as a last measure since it is a risk to both the user and allies.

Menzai has achieved ascension with a current max time limit of 5 minutes, a feat not normally attained by one of his young age as the longest ascension recorded has been seven minutes as of the current time.

Bestial Ascension Appearance

Hider

Berserk Mode

Hider

Avalia

The Guardian Wolf

Menzai Isanami

Menzai * 65 * Demi-Human

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Appearance

Height:
6'0

Weight:
155 lbs
Hair color:
Night Blue

Eye color:
Sapphire blue with crimson red iris tint

Skin color:
Snowy pale

Bestial Features:
-Sharp canine claws that can be elongated a few inches longer for deeper gashes
-Viciously sharp canine teeth
-Fluffy soft Canine ears
- Tail ???

Attire Description:
Menzai wears the haori of the wolf guardian, white as pure snow with billowy sleeves and pants offering freedom of movement. Made up of special materials from beasts and rare plants hunted and scavenger that offer it higher resistance than normal clothing allowing it to better withstand slashes, cuts and burns and moderate protection against the usual elements. Making for a truly sturdy light garbed outfit but extremely time consuming and difficult to make and is thus only given to those made a guardian before setting forth from the village.

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Psychology

Likes
* Reading
* Meditating
* Tea
* Observing animals/nature
* Hunting
* Discussions on magic
*Observing

Dislikes
* Loud noises/chattering
* Strong/heavy smells and tastes
* Rudeness
* Mishandling of books
* Disrespectful talks towards magic and humans
* Constant humor

Fears
* Danger/harm coming to his village
* Loss of magical knowledge
* Failing his role as guardian
* Losing control of his ascension
* Loss of identity due to ascension

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Personality

Menzai is a quiet and calm individual that does not talk unless needing to or actually has something to say. Emotionally distant and stern, often keeping others at arm's length save for the very few he trusts such as his family and childhood friend, Elizabeth. As such, he speaks in the traditional formal manner while referring others to their family name to prevent closeness and familiarity. He is typically indifferent to the whelms and troubles of others, choosing to avoid getting involved unless absolutely necessary as he prefers being a neutral observer. Menzai also holds an endlessly growing curiosity to magic and customs of other races. These topics if brought up or discussed are the few times Menzai will openly talk though refrains from talking about himself. Proud as the wolf he is, he does not take well to insults to his kind or towards magic and books nor does he much care for humor with Eli as one of the only few exceptions.

He is direct and prefers to get to the point, finding casual chatter an annoyance and waste of time. Often focused on the tasks given to him; even when sleeping he does so by sleeping up in a tree where he can get better lay of the land for any possible threat. When given free time he will do so either by meditating or relaxing under the shade of a tree. Menzai typically keeps his guard up to remain alert and distant at nearly all times and views most emotions unneeded and troublesome as they only get in the way and make handling tasks difficult.

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Background

Occupation
Human Guardian

Living Immediate Family members
*Father- Josiah Isanami
*Mother- Annabelle Isanami
*Sibling- Unborn baby brother Tobias Isanami

Dead Immediate Family Members
*Grandfather- Gareth Isanami
*Sister- Trinity Isanami

Current Companions
N/A

Current and past lovers
None

History

The village of Guarav consists of a tribe of wolf demi-humans with most being partial and a few rare halfs that have long since lived in seclusion. Nestled deep within the woods in between River port and the fairy kingdom, the people while not hostile are mistrustful of most outsiders and races. Due to this they seldom get visitors and on the rare occasion will be welcome but on constant close watch. As within the village they hold a library containing a wide myriad of books on magics as the Guaravians have an innate curious desire to study magic as the most trained of the villages would venture out to observe and seek knowledge that they deem worthy to be documented and saved for future use.

Their way of life would change upon the appearance of humans; scared, confused and lost when finding themselves in a wholly new world completely different and foreign from their own. Yet, unexpectedly found no ill will or animosity towards them unlike the other races; in fact, felt a kinship with them as if they were long lost friends and with it came a desire to watch over and protect them. A meeting that led to a close bond and friendship as those of Guarav venturing from the village slowly become more common, even becoming more open and friendly to other races as they traveled with the human companions who seemed naturally capable of using magic which might have part in such kinship.

The day of Guarev ending their seclusion may have been accomplished, but then the humans vanished; disappeared without a trace. A great and terrible lost that affected the wolven tribe especially and with it the progress made became naught as it was of belief the elves; both light and dark were at fault along with other races possibly having a hand. Thus, the Guaravs once again secluded themselves, this time closing access to the village completely and the guardian role created for the human no longer given. Blocked off from the world with a lone white sphere kept and watched over at all times to await news on the return of human, but the days passed then years then decades; whatever important news was broadcasted went ignored for none of the issues of the outside world were of any importance to them.

The Isanami family were the keeper of the sphere who have watched over the sphere for generations and of this clan, Menzai was born to. Like most Wolven cubs, Menzai took a great interest in magic and humans, but his was almost that of an obsession. And for the first few years he became capable of reading; all his time was spent reading at the library as he found the magic and stories on the guardians adventures alongside humans immensely fascinating. This left him becoming the quiet outcast as the others came to find him weird and foolish to hold onto any hope that humans may one day return as Guaravians have steadily lost hope in them ever coming back. His only friend, Elizabeth the one person who shared in his beliefs often joined him in reading though also worked to get Menzai to try other things as well, to be more outgoing and social. Stating it to be training for the inevitable day he takes on the role of guardian to try and get Menzai to be able to better open up emotionally; an endeavor he found unneeded for when he does so intends to accept the emotional seal. Choosing logic to focus on the tasks than friendship since emotions to him proved to nothing but trouble and often made controlling bestial ascension that much more difficult. His disconnect to his emotions and connecting has allowed him to attain ascension at a far younger age than required and has since achieved maintaining it for five minutes; a feat even full grown ascension users struggle to do.

All of this was for the sake of becoming a guardian; one that can truly protect their companion ward. He did so at the cost of friendships or any possible mate as his mind was always on seeing the outside world. A whole wide world of mystery and knowledge to seek out and observe.

One day, out of the blue the white orb came to life with a hologram broadcasting. Those watching instantly knew this one was different from all the others. For there, illuminated on the hologram was a collared human and what followed was a truly horrendous and gruesome display. It filled Menzai's father with a mixture of feelings not felt by a guaravian in hundreds of years. Enraged and enthralled. Humans have truly returned to the realm and were already in dire need of help as this Pride sought them for nefarious and monstrous reasons.

And with this, the day Menzai would become a guardian and be free beckons.

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Combat and Magic

Strength
6 (9 during ascension)

Speed on land
8 (10 during ascension)

Speed in air
0

Magical Ability
3

Dexterity
7 (10 during ascension)

Weapon Proficiency
5 (7 when claws are elongated)

Stealth
8

Species
Wolf Demi-human

Physical Strength
* Natural weapons (claws, Fangs/teeth)
* Enhanced Senses-Sense of smell and hearing due to demi-human psychology
* Minor enhanced strength
*Minor enhanced speed

Physical Weakness
*Highly sensitive to strong scents and taste
*Inexperienced at fighting
*Lacks ranged capabilities

Best Ability
Bestial Ascension
Due to wolf's innate pack mentality and strong desire to protect, Menzai and his tribe has learned the ability to force their body to transform from partial wolf into full humanoid beast form. To do so requires both a strong will to protect and inflicting some form of harm to bring out their predatorial instinct. This transformation causes the user to be covered in wolf fur and their body to enlarge, sometimes to twice their original size which gives a huge boost in physical attributes for as long as it is active.

The form comes with heavy risks, however, as it is extremely difficult to control and can be wildly unpredictable. It takes years simply to be able to control one's self without losing control and being overtaken by the beastly instinct and years more to hold the form for more than a few minutes. Using ascension eats up a ton of stamina and is heavily draining that can leave the user immobile for one to three days depending on how long they used the form. Going pass the time limit is highly discouraged as the chance of losing control increases dramatically or worse becoming stuck in the form which will leave the person in a constant tired and weakened state until reverting is achieved. Due to these risks, ascension is normally only done as a last measure since it is a risk to both the user and allies.

Menzai has achieved ascension with a current max time limit of 5 minutes, a feat not normally attained by one of his young age as the longest ascension recorded has been seven minutes as of the current time.

Bestial Ascension Appearance

Hider

Berserk Mode

Hider

Pokémon: There and Back Again

Tristan Glory

Inventory

Inventory

Pokedollars-1000

Pokeballs-14
Premiere ball-1

potions-1

Camping gear

Old and tattered pokemon textbook (gifted by nurse Joy)

Emergency care kit(one multi-bristled brush, comb, tweezers, clippers, skin cream, compact mirror)

On-Hand

King

King



species-Bird

Type-Flying/Dark

level-5

Ability- Super luck (The chance of a bearer's move being a critical hit is increased by 1 stage.)

Moveset-

-Peck

-Astonish

-Pursuit

-Feather dance

Princess

Princess


Species- Emanation Pokemon

Gender- Female

Type- Fighting

Level- 4

Ability- Prankster (gives priority to status moves)

Moveset:
- Quick attack
- Endure
- Feint

PC

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Hurly's answer to his question had Tristan blinking incredulously at the man." You said three others?" Excluding the boss, that meant four people that have plenty chances to alter and manipulate the recordings or cameras. His mention of having heard the thief cry out in pain also caught his attention." Did this happen near the barbed fence perhaps?" The question alluding to the possibility that the piece of stained fabric came about from the thief getting snagged on it." And the last robbery happened last night."He stated this to confirm what Hurly said.

He drummed his finger against the panel while pondering to himself." How long exactly has these thieves been stealing the ranch's eggs?" Turning his attention to Hurly this time as he spoke.

Pokémon: There and Back Again

Tristan Glory

Inventory

Inventory

Pokedollars-1000

Pokeballs-14
Premiere ball-1

potions-1

Camping gear

Old and tattered pokemon textbook (gifted by nurse Joy)

Emergency care kit(one multi-bristled brush, comb, tweezers, clippers, skin cream, compact mirror)

On-Hand

King

King



species-Bird

Type-Flying/Dark

level-5

Ability- Super luck (The chance of a bearer's move being a critical hit is increased by 1 stage.)

Moveset-

-Peck

-Astonish

-Pursuit

-Feather dance

Princess

Princess


Species- Emanation Pokemon

Gender- Female

Type- Fighting

Level- 4

Ability- Prankster (gives priority to status moves)

Moveset:
- Quick attack
- Endure
- Feint

PC

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Looking over videos was a timely activity and for a good bit he got no result nor saw anything that stood out. Rewind then forward, rewind then forward, the process repeated in dull repetition which was starting to bore and lull him to sleep. Tristan let out a yawn as he rested his chin against his palm, arm propped up by the elbow when the drowsiness made his head slip down. Snapping out of the bored haze to find his face close to the screen and it was here that he actually took notice of the minute long skip. It was so small and brief that actually spotting it would be near impossible unless one was meticulously watching the time. And he stumbled upon it by accident; a stroke of luck as he pondered if the other robbery attempts had the minute long skip and after watching over a few of them would see that they did indeed.

How peculiar that every robbery had this same issue and seeing how Hurly or the rancher never mentioned anything about this had him assume they had not discovered the missing recording. He thought to bring it up and ask the man, but remember the farmhand's advice; with no way to rule the man out as one of the thieves he decided against it. As he continued his search he would discover the shadow zooming past the camera.* Strange...it can't be coincidence that such an issue would occur on every night of robbery. And a minute? No way someone could sneak in grab some eggs and get out in under a minute.* Musing this to himself which led him to think two possibilities; a hacker and someone working on the inside, possibly two." Excuse me...Hurly was it? How many people on this ranch has access to this security shed? And when was the most recent robbery incident?" He asked while keeping his eyes on the screen trying to see if he could slow down the footage to get even a smidge better look at the shadow.

Pokémon: There and Back Again

Tristan Glory

Inventory

Inventory

Pokedollars-1000

Pokeballs-14
Premiere ball-1

potions-1

Camping gear

Old and tattered pokemon textbook (gifted by nurse Joy)

Emergency care kit(one multi-bristled brush, comb, tweezers, clippers, skin cream, compact mirror)

On-Hand

King

King



species-Bird

Type-Flying/Dark

level-5

Ability- Super luck (The chance of a bearer's move being a critical hit is increased by 1 stage.)

Moveset-

-Peck

-Astonish

-Pursuit

-Feather dance

Princess

Princess


Species- Emanation Pokemon

Gender- Female

Type- Fighting

Level- 4

Ability- Prankster (gives priority to status moves)

Moveset:
- Quick attack
- Endure
- Feint

PC

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Tristan would find himself surprised yet again when reaching the security room. The cameras and tech inside really did not match the plain appearance of the shed or even the fact they had such quality gear. The owners of the ranch definitely were not the type to be stuck in the old ways and yet, even with such cameras they have not caught any sign of these thieves? There was something fishy going on her, then again being looked over by a guy named Hurly gave him doubts on whether he was trustworthy when it came to using these cameras.

Once again being shown of having little faith by the staff of this ranch. He was already in a bad mood and to have ranchers looking down on him after he went out of his way to help; not his fault none of these people bore any fruit towards the case and he intends make them regret looking down at him. The only unfortunate thing was that it also meant having to look through a few week's worth of footage; thankfully the room was well regulated and air-condition so he wouldn't have to endure sitting in a hot box.

" Hmph, we will see about that." After a few minutes figuring out and getting used to the controls he shifted forward in the chair to start his inspection. There were a few things Tristan was good at; fashion, shopping and social media and with it had dipped his hands into posting videos where he had learned about video editing. Of course, he wouldn't go saying he was an expert, but editing taught him to look for a few things and it was here he planned to put it to use. Starting with checking the first night the thieves appeared." If there is any time the thieves would make mistakes it is the first few attempt." He spoke aloud though mostly to himself in musing as he scanned through the footage observing each of the camera in turn, turning the wheel slowly checking the time stamp for any varying time differences that don't match or clipping to see if any tampering was done or to see if anything in the images shown changed at all in between before and after the eggs were taken.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Kazumin Nagasa

Currently wearing: Caesonian traditional formal wear

Hider

(Minus the gloves and cape)

Location- Main hall/Dance floor
Interactions- @princess Anastasia

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Hardly a few minutes passed after leaving the dance floor and trying to make sense of things did a voice suddenly speak up at him. And in such an unexpected manner causing Kazu to jump in surprise." Crhist! Where did you come from?" He exclaimed flabbergasted, his head still whirling and at a loss only to be approached and the manner she did so actually had him blushing a bit for once. Not often does he get called big boy and from a lady at that... in fact never that is until today.

" Um..what? Dance? I..." Trailing off as he struggled to make sense of what was happening as he heard her suggest joining her in swinging around on the dance floor with the added promise, she wouldn't puke on him. The lady unknown to him had certainly helped snap him out of the guilt-ridden bout of depression he nearly sank into and now just found himself both confused yet curious.

The woman who was a fellow blonde also seemed to carry with her a wild and energetic disposition which was not all too different from his own. She was of course stunning though what woman here wasn't? But she looked like someone he could get along with and were he not in such awkwardly horrendous situation would be sharing in her enthusiasm.

Opening his mouth to speak when a masked man walked over who had an air of mystery around them and without a word handed the lady some letter. Then he was gone as quickly as he appeared.

As one could imagine, Kazu had a hard time following anything that occurred these pasts several minutes. For now, he was observing Anastasia; curiosity towards the letter's content beating out everything else at the moment though he dared not ask for it was none of his business.

It ended up not mattering as he had the letter handed to him anyway followed by mention of an afterparty that had the discombobulated blonde perk up." An afterparty? Lady...you're speaking my language and if the place has actual liquor then consider me there yesterday." Some of his usual playful spunk returned upon being given such an opportunity and so took a moment to read the contents of the letter before crumpling it up to be pocketed for now.

There was still the matter of her offer to dance and was intending to refuse at first. But after considering that he was already heads deep buried in muck kinds of trouble..."Fuck it. I'm probably gonna be dying tonight or tomorrow so why the hell not." He finally replied proper with a casual shrug of the shoulders. This time he made sure to reach for the hand but stopped his hand short with an uncertain look in his eyes." Wait... on one condition. That you promise you won't break down or run off crying on me." He tilted his head in a suspicious manner; hesitation that was warranted as two of the ladies he met this night had done exactly these things, mind the first one had nothing to do with him. Yet, he was starting to have suspicions that noble women were either very sensitive or crazy and this one could very well possibly be either or both.

If she agreed to the little deal he extended then he would take hold of her hand and let himself be led onto the dance floor.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

The lady and the Tramp

Kazumin Nagasa & Crystal Damian Collab

Crystal

Currently wearing: Caesonian traditional formal wear

Hider

(Minus the gloves and cape)

Location- Dance Floor
Interaction- @Heartfillia
Mentions- @Potter Persephone

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As Crystal made her way back to her spot after embarrassing herself and running between both groups to see her. Her face was red with embarrassment. But that embarrassment quickly went away at the thought of dancing. She never danced with any other man besides her father, and her sister when she forced her to. She nervously looked around as she lined up with the other Ladies, wondering who would be her first victim. Surely she would step on his toes due to her nervousness.

She looked up to see a blonde haired man with an odd cowlick sticking straight up. He was holding a bottle of wine in one hand, and a slip of paper with her number on it. She groaned inwardly… Oh great, why did I get the one drunk at the party… Why did I have to have a drunk as my first dance…” she frowned for a moment but forced herself to smile. Maybe he was a nice drunk, she saw funny drunks before at her home when the servants were allowed to relax.

”H-h-hello… I am Lady C-Crystal Damien. It looks like we are dance partners…”

The young ward was still bitter and reeling from being manipulated into dancing and downing half a bottle of wine did little to soothe him. He had already drunk a bottle and half of the sweet liquor, but was far from drunk, leaving him mentally wishing for some proper booze to help get him through the rest of the evening. At least he got a buzz going which should get him through this dance.

With a reluctant sigh, he strolled to where he needed to be to meet his dance partner and while waiting took this chance to peer into the bottle checking to see if any drops remained. It was then that he caught movement from the corner of his eye; turning his head to see Crystal stepping over to introduce herself and in a rather shy manner at that. And was that…a brief look of dismay he caught?

A curious raise of the brow as he looked the young lady over. A single glance was all it took, combined with that meek way she carried herself to tell she was someone that didn’t get out much. She looked so gentle and fragile in that glittering blue dress giving her the appearance of a beautiful figurine, lovely to admire, but one wrong touch could break her. To Kazu, she looked to be a woman treated as such; practically crying out for some proper fun and seeing that he had to dance anyway then he might as well make this enjoyable for the both of them. A sudden flashy grin as he reached over grabbing a passing servant then pushed the empty body in their hands.” Take care of this for me won’t you. Thank ya kindly.” Patting the servant on the shoulder, leaving the bewildered worker behind as he spun on the spot leading into a low bow of his upper body.” I am most gracious and delighted to make your acquaintance, Lady Crystal. The name is Kazumin Nagasa, a man who is honored to have himself a most ravishing beauty such as you for a dance partner.” Lifting his head to flash her that wide grin as every movement of his head had that golden cowlick bouncing.

Crystal was taken back at how energetic he was when he whirled around, handing the bottle off. Giving her a large smile. When he introduced himself she blushed at his words. She was expecting a man who could barely stand on his feet, not this loud and interesting character. He bowed and she curtsied back. She was smiling a bit more now, The sudden jarring of how a noble normally acts compared to his presence. Perhaps it wouldn’t be as bad as she thought as she held in a giggle upon seeing the cowlick bouncing.

”It is a pleasure to meet you …Sir Nagasa.” She said, he didn’t give a title, but perhaps it was the alcohol. ”Though I must admit…this is my first ball… forgive me in advance if I step on your feet.”

He visibly cringed at being referred to in such a formal manner as he stood up though at the speed he did so it might as well have seemed as if he jumped up.” You’re too kind, but Kazu will be enough.” He replied with two quick tugs of his suit shirt fixing any wrinkles when hearing Crystal reveal this to be her first ball.” Your first? Then I take it this is your first dance with a man that’s not your father?” He asked with a bit of teasing hint while shaking his head with a twice tsk of the tongue before stepping close, slipping his right arm under hers and with a small tug pulled himself close to her side.” Then I must be sure to make your first dance a most invigorating and exciting one and no need to fret about the feet stepping thing as I’m hardly graceful myself. If anyone's feet are to be stepped on then I’d much prefer it to be my feet than yours.” Said to assure the nervous woman along with a playful wink before strolling onto the dance floor with Crystal at his side.

She blinked a few times when he cringed at her calling him Sir. ”O-oh sorry about that… Kazu. she said with a nod.

He then Went on with so much energy in each movement she was starting to get tired. He echoed her saying it was her first, then sounded like he was teasing her for not dancing with anyone but her father. She opened her mouth to explain but then he suddenly pulled her closer. So the sides of their bodies were touching.. She turned bright red. Wasn’t he supposed to just take her hand or link elbows… this was.. this was REALLY CLOSE. He went on to explain he would make it the best dance she had.

sir… I mean, Kazu. Of course it will be… the best one so far. As it is my first to judge on.” she said shyly. Trying to pull apart without making it clear she was trying to pull away so they were not touching. Not that she didn’t LIKE the feeling, it just seemed too intimate and embarrassing on the ballroom floor.

To hear the young lady accept calling him by his nickname made that big grin widen all the more as the two strolled towards the dance floor. And unlike Crystal who was currently blushing up a storm upon having their sides touching, Kazu paid it little mind; being so used to being more physical with those he interacted with save for the exception of hugging which always unnerved him for some reason not entirely known to him.” Then that only gives me all the more reason to do my utmost best to please the lovely judge.”

Giving a nod of his head once more before turning his gaze to her and in doing so had finally taken notice of how red her face was. For a moment he wondered what could be making her so flushed, but after a few moments it dawned on him that the lessons taught were to take hold of her hand not lock arms.* Gah! You idiot!.* He bumped his own forehead with the palm of his hand for being so forgetful then thought to correct course, but the two were already stepping onto the dance floor leaving little point in doing so though he did shift away enough to no longer have his side touching hers.” Hahah…uh sorry about that. I can get a little…overeager at times. I’ll just say it's due to the wine’s influence.” His attempt to cover up his mistake even though the wine had very little effect on him.

Crystal let out a sigh when they did pull apart finally. She glanced up at him and gave a small smile. ”It’s fine…” was all she could manage as she took a few breaths. She nodded when he was ready. ”Let us dance then?” she said a little more confidently. As she waited for him to take the lead she looked at him closely. He was very cute. But his mannerisms certainly did not fit a noble… ”You…Forgive me for asking…are not a noble?”

Having hopefully made up for his overzealous act just then seeing as Cyrstal didn’t seem to mind too much. Definitely something to keep in mind in the future as other women might not be so accepting of his overly forward touching, the Alidasht ladies quickly coming to mind.

Now that the awkwardness caused by him was taken care of he would take a moment to look over the dance floor. Eventually spotting Persephone and could only help but chuckle inwardly to himself.* Hope whoever that unlucky fella is doesn’t have anything important in his pockets.* Snickering to himself as he soon noticed that they had found a nice open spot and turned to face Crystal, relieved to see her not blushing bright red anymore at least.* Ok…now how do I do this again?* He thought while taking a quick glance to the nearest pair only to be reminded they would be doing one of if not the most boring dance imaginable, the waltz.

The mere thought of the waltz was starting to lull him to sleep, but thankfully the young lady spoke up. Her words were just the thing needed to break him from the drowsing stupor.”Is it that obvious? And here I thought I was doing the noble role quite well.” Responding in that playful tone once more; a role he had no wish to play unless absolutely needed though the gorgeous lass didn’t seem the type to be all that perturbed.” I hope my being a commoner does not bother you too much, Lady Crystal.” He continued while taking a step forward placing his left hand on her hip, making sure not to place it too low or too high, his right hand taking hold of hers in a gentle grip.

Crystal’s face turned into that of terror at when she realized how rude it sounded, especially him making sure it didn’t bother her.”I am really sorry, I didn’t…mean to say it like that. You being a commoner doesn’t bother me. The servants at my fathers home, I consider them as friends.” She sighed as she sounded like she was just making excuses… ” What I meant was, how did you come to be here? You do dress up well enough to pass as a noble. I was just wondering…that's all.” She said, looking away for a moment. Before back up to him.

Her response combined with that momentary look of terror on her face made him laugh with a wide toothy grin.” Nothing to be sorry about, I’m not ashamed at all of what I am or who knows it. But it does the heart good to know my partner to not only be beautiful, but also fine being friends with her servants. And around here among these nobles makes for a pleasant rarity.” Finishing with a wink to assure her no offense taken.

“ And as to how i found myself is a tale in itself, but I find ones about me to be quite boring. The waltz is already plenty of that and adding a plain story on top of it would likely lull us both to sleep.” Tilting his head with eyes closed doing a mock snoring then perked back up.” Perhaps I’ll tell it next time we meet though the quick answer is that I found myself taken in by Baron Asteroth’s as his ward after saving his life.” The way he explained had it sounding like it was mundane and boring like telling someone about their trip to the shop.

Crystal was confused for a moment when he started to laugh, sighing only after she heard he took no offense. She did blush at being called beautiful, but didn't say anything as he started to move On with his short ‘tale.’ She giggled at him, fainting and falling asleep. This man was nothing like she met before. Oh she met jesters and jokers, but it wasn’t the same as someone who seemed to naturally be outgoing and a bit of a goof.

The way he worded his very short story was that he was possibly a good story teller. Different from just a writer like herself, but she could see how he could tell an entertaining tale with his mannerisms. When he finished quite abruptly she hesitated. “You cannot just end on ‘saving his life’. I know storytellers love their cliff hangers… but that was a cliff drop off.” She said with an intrigued smile.

Nothing made him happier than to make others laugh even at the expense of making himself look a bit foolish whether it be through his goofy antics or stories. And that glint of interest in her eyes told him she was a person who possibly enjoyed a good story. Her joking comment was a good sign she was lightening up and beginning to have fun and with it an opportunity to tell a story.

Considering he was already denied once tonight and as such would not allow this chance slip him as well. Then again, another thought came to mind; if that old bastard expects a show then he could give him and everyone a show unlike any other.” Glad to see you so interested and I could very well continue, but I think I may have two other suggestions in mind to make this bland waltz more engaging. The first being that I tell you a cute little story as we dance or….I show you a far more enthralling and exciting dance. I leave the choice up to you, Lady Crystal. ” Kazu gave a coy nudge of the eyebrow as he slowly led their dance and actively working to avoid stepping on her feet took some good effort from his end.

Crystal was taken back at a sudden decision she unexpectedly had to make. She didn’t think this dance was bland but she was also kinda worried what the ‘enthralling exciting’ dance would be. She noticed how much he was actively working on making sure he didn’t step on her toes, and this only made it more difficult. If he has trouble with this dance…. Would the more exciting one be more dangerous for her?

I, um… I don’t know. she said, trying to fill in the silence. But like a kid who is always looking into things that might be dangerous, or opening boxes they shouldn’t be opening, she decided. ”What is it that will make this dance different?”

Kazu used this silence to mentally repeat the steps miss Agatha taught him regarding the waltz to keep their dance going without stepping on her feet. His gaze lifted from the floor where he had been checking to make sure of this upon hearing Crystal speak up.” Curious are we? Well, as a hint it’s a dance I picked up a little while back that I would not mind trying out with you. Is that your choice then? ” He asked with a raised brow; ready and eager to do anything else than the waltz, a dance that was so slow and restrictive which required a good bit of concentration, but he preferred styles that allowed more movement and activity.

Crystal sighed… he really wasn’t going to give her any more clues… it sounded intense, but she also didn’t want to rock the boat any more than she already did. She looked at him and said, ”In case it’s too taxing for me and I don’t know what this dance is… I will just stick with the story.”

He could see the bit of annoyance in the way she sighed at his lack of proper answers, but his aim was to ensure her first dance was plenty fun. Both of his suggestions would offer this.

Then he got his answer.” A story it is then. A fine choice.” A nod of his head as he then took a moment to ponder on what kind of story he should tell; a storyteller should know to tell one befitting their audience and through this brief interaction with Crystal, Kazu could tell she was one to to enjoy a nice cute, yet motivating story.” Hm, alright! I got it.”He chimed up while moving in a way to have the two do a quick twirl on the spot as did so.

“ Nestled safely and comfortably within her cage set beside a window was a sweet little hamster with fur soft as cotton and golden wheat color. Her name was Ginny. A life of comfort; pampered and needs all taken care of by her loving owner, but the cage was all she knew and would spend her days gazing longingly through the window. Curiosity and desire left her fantasizing about freedom and adventure.” Continuing to lead their dance as he spoke though unlike before his step seemed to gain a bit more confidence to them while his face held a focused expression.

Crystal was slightly confused when he took a moment. She thought he was going to finish the story of how he saved the Baron. She blinked as she suddenly twirled around unexpectedly which made her smile. She looked up at him when started and listened…..

She had a smile as he started talking about a hamster, confused still but wanting to see where he goes with it. Even though he just started, it instantly resonated with her… And her smile was instantly gone. Her eyes grew wide.W-wait…am I the hamster? He just instantly summarized my life. How does he know this…H-has he been watching me? How? How long? WHY? Crystal pulled away quite suddenly, her hands up in front of her to put a buffer between them. Her face was a mixture of fear, confusion, disgust. ”W-who are you?!” She pulled her arms in as her body shivered with disgust while she closed her eyes. Was that way he pushed his body against hers? What was That dance going to be?!?

She took a few steps back, bumping into some other dancers. Causing her to fall down. But she quickly pulled herself up. She didn’t even notice who or apologize disrupting them. ”J-just Stay away from me! Don't come near me!” She said quite loudly, with her eyes on the verge of tears before turning and hurrying off the dance floor.

Where Kazu paused to gauge Crystal’s reaction to see if the story was enjoyable for her. But where he hoped to see her smiling, instead saw an unexpected mixture of fear and disgust. He blinked; confused and lost. Trying to figure out what it was he said that could have brought out such a negative reaction though before he could attempt to apologize or ask if something was wrong she had pulled away.

His eyes widened in shock upon watching her back away and in doing so saw her stumble and fall.” Lady Crystal! Are y- ” Moving to try to help her up, but she did so on her own then demanded he stay away from her making Kazu stop short; stunned as he was left watching the poor girl run off in tears. In an instant he could feel several pairs of eyes on him, harsh judgemental gazes digging into him like heated pokers, but none of it hurt more than the immeasurable guilt he felt for hurting Crystal in such a manner and with…ruining her first dance.

And he had no idea what he could have possibly done to have it happen. It was clearly a misunderstanding, not that it mattered. He went too far; probably from being too forward or something he said in the story struck a bad chord. Whatever the case, Kazu knew he screwed up horribly yet again tonight.

Having no idea what to do or say leaving him nothing else but to slink off the dance floor. Miss Agatha’s words rang in his head as he went.* You better reign in that tongue of yours or mark my words you will hurt or anger someone. * These words echoing in his head stung made worse from the stings of those harsh stares.

Once off the dance floor he had covered his face in his hands and let out a heavily dejected groan. Now, more than ever could he use some proper hard booze to drink away this abysmal night.