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01/10/20 Mysterious creatures have appeared throughout the Kingdom
05/16/18 The Spring Magic Knigts Exam has came to an end!
05/16/18 Patch 2.5 has dropped!
08/01/18 The 4 year Time Skip has occured. New rules and regulations as well as events have all been put into place.
09/21/18 The Royal Knight Exams have begun
10/01/18 The 2018 Fall Harvest Festival will begin
10/19/18 The Fall Magic Knight Exams will begin
11/15/18 The Harvest Festival and Royal Knight Exams both end
11/12/18 The Magic Knight Exams have begun
12/05/18 The Yule Time Festivus has brought many events throughout the Kingdom!
02/15/19 The Grimoire Ceremony is starting all around the country.
04/08/19 The Magic Knight Exams have begun
05/20/19 The Magic Knight Exams have ended
06/01/19 The Diamond Kingdom has started thier invasion on Clover, hoping to end the war!
09/30/19 The War with Diamond has ended!
10/01/19 One Year Timeskip
The day started off pretty docile for Victim, he woke up cold looking up he realized that his window was left open over night, he filled a small bit of congestion in his chest. He closed the window before collapsing his large body upon his bed which it mostly took up leaving his legs hanging off just a bit but he didn't mind. Eventually a large sigh would escape his mouth as he starred up at the ceiling. He got up brushed his teeth, washed his face and threw on some clothes after a quick bath. No one else seemed to be up thus far as they either liked to sleep in or go about their own absent from everyone else. Victim had gotten word that their was a new member. As the previous newest member he was a little curious to see what the new guy was like but for now he would go about his daily regiment. He grabbed his black bulls cape and placed it around his body. It was important to him, one of the few things in this world he had felt he earned. Not to mention it was his first accomplishment, the first thing ever awarded to him, his first gift. It held within a lot symbolical meaning, mainly of new beginnings and hopefully more. It was one of his ways of shredding his past. As was his next move.
He awoke early in the morning to go jogging but soon realized that he had no desire to continue doing so in the cold. The cold air nipped away at his face and legs, until his body warmed up somewhere around 2nd mile. At that point his breathing had slowed as did his pace as he ran through the woods near his base before turning back. He was wearing his usual attire of black and purple short sleeve shirts, gloves and shoes along with black shorts. The cold helped balance out his body heat but the suffering he had to do in it before that happened wasn't something he particularly enjoyed. If anything he was ready for winter to end, it wasn't his favorite season even though he was born in it, but for someone like him he was never found of his birthday to begin with nor did he even celebrate it often because he had never gotten the chance to. For him his birth and early childhood was nothing but suffering he didn't even know what a birthday was or what other children were like until his faithful day of escape. He tried to push back the memories that had been bubbling up. Suppressing emotions came easy to him, he didn't feel like everyone else. Or rather he didn't allow himself too.Why suffer in silence when you can just be silent?
That's usually what he did, these morning jogs were one way he coped with his emotions by working them out, which led to his rather large physique, that and stress eating. The thoughts of food, reminded him. He needed to eat and so did the rumbling in his stomach. The cold air was harsh and brisk, the winds were rapid and small snow flurries could be seen powdering the ground. He figured a blizzard was coming, tho from the scene outside now he had enough time to make it back in before it hit. He was more so hoping he didn't get sick. He should've wore a coat, but for now his body heat and his black bulls cape seemed to keep him warm. There were sometimes however that he didn't really like his cape as he think it clashed with his outfit, he needed to get more yellow. He often entertained the thought of jewelry but decided that if he would get any it would have a purpose other than just looking pretty.
As he made his way back to the base, this time choosing to go around the forest. In doing so it took him a bit more extra time but it would make sure he got the full workout in and that he was fine with. For some odd reason this morning his negative emotions seemed to be more aggressive in their submergence than usual. The snow had started to pick up, as did the wind and he figured it was time to get inside. Otherwise he would've jogged for just a bit longer, tiring himself out and laying in the snow, his body heat strong enough to make it melt and steam around him. Coming to the end of his run as he made his way back to the base his body was hot and sweaty, drenched with a mixture of both melted snow and perspiration and he smelled as such,. He needed yet another shower. He wasn't the type to walk around smelling like body order all day. He told himself that he would abuse the small amenities in life now that he had access to them and such the shower was one of his favorites. It allowed him to further clear his mind of negative thoughts and emotions and all though he hardly displayed more positive thoughts physically in his expressions that were there.
He made his way back to the base and in doing so headed straight to the shower, changed his clothes which ironically all seemed to be the same outfit. He was a simplistic guy. He made his way down to the hall of the base as he figured everyone would have woken up by now, considering it was around the time of 11 am. Tho for the most part it was still rare, that anyone was up that early and actually in the base, he had wondered when the next time he would see has Captain was, he hadn't been on many missions but he was eager to go on another one, however for now he was told by her that he should spent this time creating "bonds" something that was new and unorthodox for him. He would try however he was not prepared for what he saw once he reached the mess hall of the Black Bulls base.
All Wolfe could think about was that his back hurt as he tried to roll over and then was suddenly awoken by the pain of landing on the floor. Wolfe made some half assed grunting sound as he slowly opened his eyes. He had no clue where he was or what time it was, all he could tell was he was on the floor and he was inside. It took a little while for his eyes to focus enough to get any details of his surroundings but as they finally came into view he realized he was in the main room of the his squad base. He slowly wiggled around until he was able to sit up and get a better look around him. He seemed to be the only one in the room, and as he took in a few more details he realized there was about 5 bottles of alcohol on the table. He also realized he was in nothing but his boxers.
Wolfe stood up and gave another look around as he tried to remember how he got there. As he thought about it the haze over his memories slowly began to lift as he started to remember bits and pieces of the night before. At some point in the late afternoon he remembered being in one of local villages just outside of the black bulls forest. He had started partying and hooked up with a pair of twins. Wolfe couldn’t help but smile a little as he remembered have more than a little fun with them but then it came back as he remembered their father had come in right after all the fun and chased Wolfe out of town. As he looked himself over he could see the places where he had hurt himself climbing out of the window to run from the father and also where he had tripped over a few things on his way out of town. Wolfe remembered getting back to the base drunk as hell and crashing here in the main room with a few bottles and a few other members and shooting the shit while drinking. He couldn’t remember why he was only in boxers though.
Knowing he needed a shower he walked by the table and grabbed a bottle that was still about half full and made his way to the shower. As he reached the shower he dropped his boxers and stood under the hot water as he continued drinking. As he did, he suddenly remembered taking a shower at some point during the night, and as he looked in the corner of the large shower area he saw his clothes he had tried to take a drunken sower in. He let out a sigh as he walked over and grabbed them and as he got to the door he realized he had no towels and all his towels in his room were dirty. With another chug he just gave up and walked out of the shower area, bottle in one hand and a wade of wet clothing in the other. He made his way to where all the clothes were set to get cleaned and dried and then made his way back to the main area. He was still kind of wet, but he figured he would just air dry so he made his way to the kitchen, and grabbed a whole mess of food and made his way to the mess hall area. Wolfe found a place and started digging in. Since he was still air drying he didn’t even bother getting dressed, so he was sitting in the nude eating and drinking without a care in the world.
The cold air was nipping away at Victim's skin, the sweat on his body was beginning to freeze over and he felt his skin beginning to burn with frost. His breath could be seen and his eyes began to tear up which would slowly begin to freeze at the side of his face. Though something in him tugged, a small sneeze could be heard and luckily there wasn't any snot for him to wipe up. He turned the door knob to the base entrance and with a quick push he opened, jumped and side and closed the door. His back would face the door and as to why the dramatic entrance to him coming inside, he simply didn't want to let any of the warm air that had been accumulated.
His body shivered from the cold he escaped, and his visible breath began to fade as his body slid along side the door until a thud could be heard along with a sigh of relieve as his butt hit the ground. The frozen sweat began to defrost and of which he wiped from his forehead. Releasing yet another sigh of relief, he silently began to curse himself for putting himself through such an ordeal but he also knew that he would've done it again for the sake of progress. Additionally he had accomplished his goal of riding himself of the influx of negative emotions that he had accumulated over the past couple weeks. He sat at the door a bit, his eyes shut and his head pushed titled back up towards the ceiling. His black bulls cape was cold and stiff from the combination of sweat and freezing air. A small bit of cold air could be felt along the door from and as such he decided to get up and move.
He began to think of what he could differently as well as what he could to do to combat cold in the future, possibly through the use of magic. As he walked towards the back of the mess hall his eyes spotted something. At first his mind chose to mentally ignore it, and he didn't focus much on it. Instead he kept walking past what he had seen almost at an increased pace of speed. Until he came to a halt as he though of his actions he turned and looked and what laid in front of his eyes that was site of which could be considered a bit disturbing. A nude glutton with shaggy hair and a dripping wet body.
"What the hell!" Victim would shout as his eyes took in all of the mans form. His face began to blush, it wasn't the first time Victim had seen a nude man, if anything he was accustom too it, but one just setting around the base especially one he hasn't seen before, he had known that he was a fairly new recruit and didn't get to meet everyone due to his Captain not being the best at introducing people to one another but still. This was an odd introduction. His mind snapped back to questions he should be asking and thus he opened his mouth and asked them. "Wait... Who are you? Why are you naked?" His shocked expression now morphing into one that would prompt it to seem like he was more so asking not who he was, but what the hell was wrong with him.
Wolfe had taken his seat in the mess hall and was digging right into his food. As he ate he realized just how hungry he was and he wasn’t sure why. As he thought back he realized he hadn’t really eaten almost anything in days except anything he had the night before. It suddenly became clear to him why he was as hungry as he was now devouring what he believed to be his third plate of food.
Wolfe looked around again, as he decided he needed more food and drink, to see if any else was around yet before getting back up. Obviously he didn’t care if anyone saw him, he had just been curious if anyone else was around yet but it seemed everyone else was either out or asleep still. Once he was ready he stood up and made his way back into the kitchen area and grabbed what of been about four or so plates of different foods and made his way over to the stove and over the next little bit he started to put together a whole heap of amazing looking breakfast foods. Luckily there had been a few things premade so a lot of the long time prep was already done so it was easy and quicker for him to put the plates together.
Wolfe made a few trips back and forth as he brought out all his finished plates along with a few drinks and found his seat again. Once he was settled in again he dug right in again. Wolfe loved him some good food and he was pretty happy at the moment with his heaping mountain of food and drink.
Wolfe was so engrossed with his food that he didn’t hear as someone else entered the base and began to make their way around. However, it seemed it didn’t take too long before they eventually made their way into the mess hall. Wolfe attention was shifted from his food as he heard a male’s voice. Wolfe looked up from his food as he heard the man exclaim “What the hell!” and for a moment Wolfe didn’t understand why that that would the first thing the man said until he remembered he was still naked.
Wolfe stood up as he turned to look at the person who had just entered the mess hall. Just as he did this the man asked who he was and why he was naked. Wolfe just smiled a laughed a little ”Hey man, whats up? The name is Wolfe, I am the new guy. As for this, well I didn’t have any clean towels, or clothes, so I decided to air dry after my shower. As for why here, well a man’s got to eat and I was hungry so I came down here to get some grub.” Wolfe sat back down and started eating again as he waved for the man to sit somewhere across from him ”Well, why not go grab yourself some food and join me? Whats the name by the way?” It may have seemed odd but Wolfe acted and spoke as if he didn’t have a single care in the world.
It would take Victim some getting use to as the man spoke, his lewd body plastered across the wooden bench was a rather revealing sight, luckily the the wooden counter top and massive amount of food in place was enough to cover his unmentionables. Victim's face become flushed with red. Though Victim was homosexual the slimmer but muscular frame wasn't really his type, he liked a little more body mass. Even if he was his type, Victim happened to be much too shy to make any form advances, especially situations like this. His body language would show that he was stunned if anything at that moment.
The guy started to talk and identified himself as Wolfe. That was an unusual name but then again Vicitim wasn't one to talk with his name being what it was, usually most people thought he was joking or that it was a nickname. If anything his name was a constant reminder of his childhood and sometimes he struggled getting over the fact of it. His cleared mind began to wander back to those thoughts of his childhood. He began to zone out when Wolfe was talking however he got key words such as: "Shower, air dry ,clean towels, and food."
Victim pieced together the small amounts of information. "Well welcome to the Black Bulls. If you ever need any help with anything feel free to ask. I'll be happy to help." He was about to step off, however before he did Wolfe asked him if he'd like to sit with him and eat. Being the type of person he was, he was about to refuse and as such an "Uh, I'm not so-" escaped his mouth but then a large growl could be heard escaping his stomach, prompting him to end his sentence abruptly. With the workout he had just down and all the exhausted energy Victim decided maybe the best thing to do would be to eat after all. Though usually he found himself eating alone. With another stomach growl that would escape his stomach he decided he would eat with Wolfe after all. Though before that he would do something much more important. "Sure, just give me a second, I've got to get something." He spoke before stepping off, he made his way out of the mess hall, and sprinted up the stairs to his room. He ran in and shut the door behind him and a large sigh would escape his body.
"That guy is... Unorthodox." said Victim as he went towards his clothes hamper, he dug inside it and pulled out a purple towel. He believed it was clean but just to be sure he took a sniff of it. Sometimes he mixed up old and new cloths and clothes with them always usually being the same outfits and color scheme. He gripped the towel and opened his room door before making his way back down the stairs. Along the way he sniffed his arm pits and in that moment decided that after he ate he would definitely have to shower. He made his way back to the mess hall and in doing so returned to see Wolfe still eating. "Man that guy can pack it away." He thought to himself.
He tossed his towel next to Wolfe, planning for it to land on his head or shoulder. "Uh, consider it a gift. Air drying in this weather can get you sick." He spoke turning his head to try and avoid the sight of Wolfe's naked body before stepping off and heading to the kitchen area. He made some pancakes, eggs, bacon and another assortment of meat. Additionally he poured two mugs of ale and decided to take the plates and mugs to the table. He sat them in the middle and from underneath the pancake plate he removed another plate that he strategically placed underneath it to make carrying everything easier. If one didn't know better they'd think he had practice with being a waiter, but the truth was he just often made big breakfast, as it was his favorite and biggest meal of the day. He feared that between the two of them he and Wolfe would run the Black Bulls dry of food.
Victim sat down and began to happily grab pancakes, bacon and food from the center plates he sat on the wooden table top. He sat down on the opposite side of Wolfe and made sure to sit a bit more to the right as not to have his body near his, especially because he was tall and with the table being the size it was, it wouldn't leave enough room for him to sit directly on the opposite side of him and not have their legs touching, along with stomping on his feet. Vicitim slid over one of the mugs of ale to Wolfe. He gulped a bit of his down and a small smile escaped his face. Which was most likely the only smile that Wolfe would've seen thus far from, Victim.
He scarfed down his food and for a short moment that was his only focus.
Wolfe was chowing down his food and really packing it away as he continued to eat. He wasn’t acting like a wild animal or anything, and he wasn’t being gross about it, but the food was disappearing at an almost supernatural rate. It seemed like he was clearing a plate every couple of bites, and these were not small plates of food either. Wolfe loved good food more than just about anything else, but he would sometimes go days without eating then turn around and eat enough to kill five people. It was almost inhuman how his eating habits worked, which was even crazier considering his drinking habits.
As Wolfe ate he looked up at the man who he had spoken to and he could see his face getting flushed red, and could tell he was still slightly stunned. Wolfe wasn’t sure why exactly, but to each their own. However, if he had to be honest with himself he knew he was an odd ball and he was just very comfortable in his own skin, which was something most people couldn’t say. He had always been very comfortable naked, and never really thought anything of it. To him it wasn’t even a sexual thing most of the time, even if women were involved. He did enjoy sex, and women, but he felt everyone deserved to feel as comfortable as he did and just cause a woman was naked didn’t mean sex needed to be involved. Despite his beliefs though, most of the world did share his views and most people freaked out when they saw a random naked person. Luckily this man hadn’t freaked out too much, but is was still obvious that he was more than a little flustered.
The man kindly welcomed him to the Black Bulls and offered to be of help if Wolfe ever needed whoch Wolfe responded ”Ah, thanks man. Glad to hear it. I am just glad the few members I have met have been all really cool, laid back, and nice so far.” Which Wolfe had been really glad about. He knew he wasn’t everyone’s cup of tea and that was understandable, but he preferred laid back types and he had heard rumors of the Black Bulls. Lucky for him, most of the rumors had been true and the few he had met seemed very odd or kick of off the beaten path so to say. That just meant he would fit in even better here.
Wolfe had offered the man to come and sit and eat with him but it seemed like he was about to decline and leave but then his stomach gave him away not once bit twice. Wolfe just smirked as it was no obvious that the guy needed to get some food but he said something about having to get something and ran off. Wolfe not exactly sure what to make of it just shrugged before he looked down and realized he had eaten about three fourths of his food and was still really hungry so he got up and went back into the kitchen and grabbed all the left overs of what he had left behind and made his way back to the table with about six or so more plates and started to dig right in.
It didn’t take him too long to return but the man returned with a purple towel over his shoulder. He then made his way over to Wolfe and tossed it next to him. He mentioned something about it being a gift an how air drying in this weather could get you sick. He then watched as the man turned away and made his way into the kitchen. Wolfe just shrugged again and started to dig back in on his next plate. By this point his stack of dirty dishes was over seven plates high and he was still going strong. It took him a few but he remembered about the towel and stood up. Just he stood up it would have been when the man was walking back in with his food. Wolfe just nodded at him as he picked up the towel and wrapped it around his waist before sitting down and getting right back into his food. The man brought out his own set of dishes full of food and made his way over to the table and took a seat. He passed a mug of ale over to Wolfe which he took with a smile and a nod and took a sip before he spoke again ”I like to see a man with a good taste for food. I love food man. Good food, good music, and good people. You don’t need much else in the world, well besides good alcohol that is. ” Wolfe gave a laugh before he continued ”You can live without all the rest as long as you surround yourself with the things that matter. Also, it is nice to meet another Black Bulla round here. I have only met a handful of you guys so far, so it’s nice to run into another one. However, I don’t believe I caught your name still. If you don’t mind me asking of course.” Wolfe picked up his mug and took another sip before continuing with his current plate of food in front of him.
Kana groaned. She was feeling the alcohol from last night. For whatever reason, she would go from angry dyke to giggling dumbass after a couple sips of even the watered down stuff, although she could remember everything with almost perfect clarity, "oh god, I kissed someone." She blushed for a moment witinexpressive inexpressive before punching the wall next to her bed, "Screw it. Go things to do." She got out of her disheveled bed and silently went down for breakfa-fuck...it was almost lunchtime which would mean people would be there. Hopefully there weren't any new people who would try to flirt as if they were good enough for her. She shook her head and adjusted her Black Bulls robe, and I have no clothes on either. At least my underwear has vanished yet. That would've sent her over the edge.
A delicious smell wafted from the direction of the eating area and kitchen, damn, whoever's cooking night actually know what they're doing. With the hope of a halfway decent free meal (the last several times she tried to eat at headquarters she got sick...it had to be a conspiracy to take her out), she entered the room and saw.............something she wasn't sure she wanted to unsee. On the one side was Vic? Victor? Richard? No, something with a V. On the other side of the table was a guy wearing just a towel. Mama Likes what she sees. Before Kana started to drool, she walked past trying to look indifferent, "why don't you two get a room?" She said as she turned slightly red and quickly entered the kitchen to see what there was to make and eat without someone making her feel like a blushing maiden. Calling her titillated would be an understatement. Stupid, stupid, stupid! She ground her teeth and started to gather ingredients for an omelette.
Victim listened to Wolfe speak about how he liked good food, people, drinks and the like. Victim got the idea that he was especially fond of drinks as the way he gulped back the ale he slid over to him. Though quite honestly with the morning he was having he wouldn't mind a few more drinks himself. It had been a long time sense he found himself in good company of drinking buddies.
Actually it had been one of the only few times, the others were spent with his Captain before that Victim had no friends, allies or even people he could trust. If anything he still didn't, not at the level he would like too. Though he believed that joining the Black Bulls would be the start of something new, something to change that- hopefully. At this current point in his life he wanted to learn more about others and in doing so learn more about himself.
He managed a small chuckle at the thoughts running through his head about Wolfe. He still couldn't believe that he was just sitting around in the nude scarfing down food, but then again this was the squad full of unique and unorthodox people, him included. Though before he could answer, Wolfe someone else made an appearance telling them both to get a room. She had blond hair and she was in nothing but her robe and underwear. Prompting Victim to think say "Does everyone just hate clothes here or what?" luckily her robe covered up most of her cleavage and the underwear did the rest but it was enough to make him turn away
The comment about getting a room caused him to blush and turn his head further away at accusation. He scarfed down some more food trying to think of what the girls name was, but he couldn't remember to clearly he had only seen her in passing from time to time, he hadn't known much about his squad. He began to think that was a problem and made the mental note to get better at meeting and becoming more friendly with his fellow squad members.
He remembered he forgot to state his name as he sipped more ale, he figured she was going to go get some food as she had went to the kitchen. He decided that he would wait till the girl returned from fixing her food to state his name. Though as for how long that was going to take he didn't know. For the time being he spent his time burying himself in the rest of his food.
Ordinarily Victim would've scarfed down his food with surprising speed and would've gone about sulking around by himself but because he was in the company of others he had held back and ate a rather slow pace. Not to mention he had got it fresh off the stove so it would stay warmer than usual, unlike other times when he would get distracted for a bit and forget to eat right away causing his food to get cold. He short a glance back up at Wolfe and swirled around the little bit of ale that was left in his mug. "With the way you throw back your drinks... I may need to get us some refills soon." he said with a small chuckle trying to make light of the situation.
Wolfe had been sitting with his new acquaintance sharing some good food and drink on this interesting morning. The young man across from him had not said all too much, but Wolfe didn’t take it personally. He was most likely just a man of few words which was fine. It’s not like he wasn’t like that when he was young, and it took all types to make the world turn. That plus the few things he had said and his offer of the towel gave Wolfe the impression he was a decent guy even if he didn’t talk a lot.
Wolfe was about to say something else about the weather since the man had tossed him a towel and mentioned how cold it was when his attention was shifted to the doorway of the mess hall. Wolfe turned to find voluptuous looking blonde woman wearing nothing but her underwear and her Black Bulls garb. Wolfe couldn’t help but smirk a little at the site. She was a looker and he wouldn’t mind wasting some free time around the base showing her the “ropes”. However, that was stuff to be saved for after food and drink. Wolfe turned his head back to his male acquaintance and was about to say something again when the girl walked by and said and mentioned something about the two of them getting a room. Wolfe luckily didn’t have any food or drink in his mouth as he started laughing. This girl seemed to have a little spunk about her, and he could tell she had just woken up to. He only continued to laugh at the man’s comment about people around here hating clothes. Once Wolfe had a chance to have his good laugh he just smiled at the young man across from him ”Man, you only live once, so why not be young and stupid? If you like to be naked, then be naked. If you like drinks, then drink. Plus we are the Black Bulls and from everything I keep hearing from people, it seems they half expect it from us, so why not deliver. I mean I don’t want them down or anything.” Wolfe gave another laugh as he took another long chug from his mug and then dug back into his food.
As he was munching on his plate the young man made a comment about the way Wolfe was drinking that they would need refills soon. Wolfe perked up as he realized the truth behind his words and without warning Wolfe shot up as he put his fork down ”You are so very right my friend. However, I shall grab those drinks as you were so kind to pass me one of yours from before.” Before the man could refuse or say anything else Wolfe was off and heading to the kitchen, which the blonde from before had disappeared to, but not yet returned.
Wolfe walked into the kitchen to see her working on getting an omelet cooked and he just smiled at her as he walked right past her, only inches behind her, as he went to the large fridge and opened it. He reached in and grabbed 2 full pitchers of ale, and like almost another 2 full plates of random things to eat. He then placed them on the counter and closed the fridge. He then found some more bread and placed that counter and then grabbed a handful of different fruits and piled them all on the plates of food. He then loaded up both of his hands with plates of food and drink and as soon as he turned to walk he sighed as he felt the towel slip just a little and then with his first step it slipped from his waist and fell to the ground but his hands were full so he really couldn’t do anything about it so he just shrugged his shoulder and walked behind the blonde again as he made his way to the door. Just as he reached it he turned around not trying to hide anything at all as he spoke out to her ”By the way cutie, I already have a room here upstairs. However, if you ever want to share it, just let me know. I promise I will only bite as much as you want me to.” and with that Wolfe just gave her a smirk and turned and walked out of the kitchen back into the mess hall. As he made his way back to the table he put everything down on the table turned to look at the young man ”Sorry man, it slipped off when my hands were full. Let me go grab that towel real quick.” Wolfe then turned and walked back into the kitchen and walked straight at the young blonde as if he hadn’t said a word before and walked right behind her and grabbed his towel from the floor. He then turned and started back towards the door. As he walked behind her he spoke low ”Just give it a little thought.” as he then walked to the door and turned around just as he reached it ”In the meantime you should come eat and drink with us. It will be fun.” Wolfe then wrapped the towel back around his waist and gave her a wink before walking back into the mess hall and taking his seat and turning to the young man again ”So, where were we?” Wolfe started digging right into his food again as he waited to hear what the man had to say.
Kana tried to concentrate, bad thoughts...very bad thoughts. No Kana, down girl! She really needed a decent role model. Captain Kuroko, while very motherly most of the time, was a notorious drunk and seemed to have a stripper's perspective on clothing. Wolfe had only been around for about a month and she honestly had no clue how long Victim-that's his name!- had been in the order. For someone so big he seemed to be able to vanish in plain sight. Kana tried to act all nonchalant when Wolfe entered the kitchen, but what he said to her made her shiver with excitement for some reason, pretty sure this is how one of my books end up going. She made a mental note to make sure her books (Which were NOT smut, or trash, or filth, they were art and her guide to understanding human interaction) was even more carefully hidden.
The blonde pyromancer had finished making her omelette and turned around to see Wolfe....in plain view....without the towel...standing there...without the towel....for all the world to see....without the- she mentally slapped herself to break the broken record thing going on in her head, she was blushing like a noble region maiden who heard the word "phallus"get a grip girl, it's not like you've never seen one. Still, it was a nice reminder that she wasn't he only one who had almost no clue about propriety. Once the color finally receded from her face, she joined the two men. Despite her rough upbringing, or perhaps because of it, she could be foul mouthed and trade lewds with the worst perverts around. She managed to stay pure though.
Kana heard Wolfe's question, "we appear to be at the part of the book were something happens and we get soaked through our clothes. Followed by going to the man's room for a change." She looked between Wolfe and Victim, "unless the captain shows up with a guest, in which case we might have to explain that this isn't as bad as it looks." She started to eat, making damn sure her cup of water was exactly that, water.
Bring it. I'll prove how good I am. I don't need help. I don't need anyone. Kana/Tracker/Spells/Gear e6ad19
Victim sat for a while in silence eating the last bit of food off his place and drinking the last little drops of ale in his mug. He sipped desperately wishing some more ale would magically fill his mug so he wouldn't have to speak. Victim would think on the words Wolfe had said. A part of him wanted to shut down his reply right there and then, but he realized that it would be based solely from his own perspective on life. He realized that what he thought was right or needed wasn't that for everybody else so he replied after Wolfe finished speaking. "Just because people put you in a box doesn't mean you have to live in it. I like to break the stigma." He said swiftly. It was in a stern turn of voice and his face would reflect that before going back to a more relaxed look. He meant what he said, he believed in it as it was one of the things that kept him going, a core part of his personality. Breaking the stigma, not just with magic but in every aspect he could.
Wolfe would then offer to go get them refills. Victim was happy as a refill was just what he needed at the moment. He was beginning to get a bit nervous. "Than-" Victim would attempt to say but Wolfe had nearly took off running. With the way he moved he either really wanted those drinks or something or someone else. Victim managed a small laugh at that... "Men are such dogs." He kept rethinking things in his head, he wasn't sure what to say to Wolfe at this point or the girl whose name escaped him. He felt so out of touch with everything and everybody, his introverted nature was starting to interfere with him more than he would like. He would need to break that cycle.
Victim would glance up from his table only to see Wolfe once again in the nude. "Gah! Why are you naked again!" Victim said as his face turned blush with red and he shielded his eyes. Wolfe sat down the food and drink and turned to run away. His pasty white cheeks flapping on the way to kitchen. The poor girl he though to himself, having to see Wolfe naked again. Just what was going on in that kitchen? Whatever it was he was hoping it was nothing sexual. He took a questionable look at his food and drink. He shivered a bit and almost didn't take a bite of his food before thinking that nothing could've possibly happened that fast... It would've been to fast. Wolfe returned to the table with his towel on again. "Thank, goodness..." Victim said followed by a sigh of relief.
The girl had came back to the table. He decided to answer the question that Wolfe had asked earlier as it came back to him. "Not sure if you know it or not. My names Victim. Nice to be eating with you all." It wasn't much but it was a start. Kana had made a statement prompting Victim to ask: "is that a smut reference?" in reply to Kana. His face would blush red.
The man’s comment about not “fitting in the box” people made for you gave Wolfe the impression that he had an upbringing that gave him a reason to want to fight that concept. Wolfe could understand to a point, but he had left that behind so long ago he hardly remembered that part of himself anymore. Instead it had been replaced the carefree and laid back version of himself that sat here today. Somewhere along that path he had learned not to take things like that personally. Instead he almost went out of his way to fit in the box sometimes just so people expected no more, no less of him and that meant he didn’t have to try to make people that didn’t matter to him happy. Either way he wasn’t going to push the topic with his squad mate.
After his little moment with the new girl in the kitchen he had sit down and asked about “where they were at” but the new girl jumped right in with an answer that sounded right out of a dirty book or story. Wolfe didn’t say anything at first as the man across from him spoke up and finally offered his name as Victim and then mentioned the same thing Wolfe had thought about her comment being a smut reference. Wolfe just gave a little laugh as he took a sip from his mug and turned to look at the new girl ”Hun, you’re getting ahead of yourself. That’s what happens when you join me up in my room later. Not now. First we eat then that. Silly girl getting the order all messed up. By the way, the name is Wolfe, just so you know what to yell later.” Wolfe didn’t even bat an eye at his own comments and they rolled right off his tongue like they were normal every day comments you would expect to hear from everyone, not an ounce of hesitation or shame in his voice. He then didn’t miss a beat as he turned to face Victim ”How long have you been a Bull? And how did you end up lumped in with this heap of delinquents? Myself included of course.” Wolfe turned back to the young girl ”Same question for you. Also, what is your name? It would be good to know for later and all that.” Wolfe gave her a wink as he took another sip from his mug and turned back to Victim and gave a little laugh before taking a bit of his food.
Kana laughed a bit at Victim's blush. She was enjoying this moment, a rare opportunity for her given how she usually tried to keep people at arm's length from her. The two men introduced themselves and Kana couldn't resist a jab at Wolfe, "well, I have to say you make a dogged effort to wolf down that food before we start having fun." Or smirked at her puns and then adjusted herself, covering her chest better with her robe, "Name's Kana, future queen of the Black Bulls." She stood on the table in a tacky pose with sparkles floating around her. She stepped down and took her seat again before finishing her food. For once, she was glad to have overslept.
She choked on a piece of egg and grabbed the first cup in reach. Wolfe's cup. Which had ale in it. Her pupils dilated and her cheeks turned red. "Sooo." She said in a seductive voice, "let's party like we're tripping balls." Kana slid under the table and popped up next to Victim, "you're a big boy, maybe you like tossing midgets? Hey Wolfe, let's see who can throw one of those pansies from Silver Eagle the furthest. You or Vic." She crawled across the table and fell into the other man's lap before giggling, "you got niiiiiice legs. LEGS FOR DAYS!!!" She fell off Wolfe and lay there giggling like an idiot as she tried to reach the bench and pull herself up. Several rediculous looking attempts later, she was laying across the table nomming on random foods giggling the whole time. Kana had to be the champion of all lightweights when it came to alcohol.
She rolled off and started making snow angels on the stone floor, "wheeee! I know where Mama Bull keeps her gooooodddd stuuffff...we should get some."
Victim watched as Wolfe and Kana flirted, rather amusingly if anything. He didn't know whether to laugh of turn around. So he did a bit of both, his cheeks flushed with red hearing their conversation. Wolfe asked him how long he had been with the black bulls and so he decided to let him know. "It's been a couple of months now, I believe. Not too long." Victim said, taking another sip from his ale. He knew both Kana and Wolfe had joined. He wanted to know more about them but brunch only lasted for so long, and he had a mission to do later on during the day. He would need all the rest he could get.
He watched as Kana displayed her drunken behavior making snow angels without any snow. He chuckled from the girls silly personality, it was becoming rather evident why both of them were in the Black Bulls. Her with her blunt but quirky personality, seemingly rebellious at that. Victim with his nonchalant, drunken behavior. It was amusing, but intriguing. Though it would take a little longer for Victim to fully open up to them more so than the little he did so far. He could see himself becoming more comfortable with being a magic knight and a Black Bull at that.
Kana had spoken about where Mama Bull kept her good ale, but Victim had a bit when he first joined. It was damn near forced on him, and though the others might be able to handle it Victim even with his large stature was drunk for the remainder of the day. He didn't know how she stomached the stuff. "I'll take a pass on that..." Victim said with a nervous laugh. There was no way he'd be able to accomplish or even function after drinking that.
Wolfe continued to eat anything and everything in front of him like had never eaten a day in his life before. As he did he watched the other two very carefully as he tried to remember their voices, actions, and little details as they talked, and interacted with him, and with each other. These two were both Bulls like him, and unlike people he met on random missions and the random hook ups along the way he needed to know them like the back of his hand. Wolfe was actually far more observant and mindful then he let on, as he was always taking in everything around him. As he watched her, it became pretty obvious why Kana had ended up in the Bulls, but he was still a little iffy on Victim’s reason. Maybe he was just one of those guys of few words, or maybe there was more, but it would take time to figure him out completely. Either way he seemed like a nice guy, so Wolfe wasn’t going to complain.
As they continued talking , Kana began to add in her little bit of quirkiness to the table and for the first time in a long time it was actually kind of nice to be sitting around the table eating food and joking around. He had to assume this had to be what having a family was like, but Wolfe had never had one so he didn't know. Either way it was kind of nice and even turned something as simple as a meal into an enjoyable experience.
What caught Wolfe’s attention was when Kana claimed she was going to be the future “Queen of the Black Bulls” which made Wolfe laugh a little. It was hard to see anyone running this group besides Kuroko, but who knew? Maybe one day she would end up being the leader of this rag tag group. As she got on the table to strike a pose Wolfe glanced over and Victim to see he was also having a good time with a smile on his face, but he still didn't say much which led Wolfe to think his guess that he was a man of few words was a pretty spot on guess.
Once she got down, it was going great till she grabbed Wolfe mug of ale and began to drink it. He wasn't sure if she meant to, or it was mistake but it didn't take long for Wolfe to figure out it was the latter. In no time flat she was shit faced drunk and talking about tossing midgets and crawling around drunk. Wolfe just laughed as she crawled on the table and then fell into his lap making a comment about his legs. Normally Wolfe could never turn down a woman just falling into his lap, but this was no his normal situation. Wolfe was a womanizer, that was true, but he was also a gentleman and he could never take advantage of a woman so drunk she didn't know what way was up. By the time she was on the floor making snow angels without the snow he knew she was gone.
Wolfe looked up at Victim as he had heard him answer the question about how long he had been a bull. Wolfe just shook his head a little as he took one last bite of his food, that was now gone, and then followed it up with a good chug from his mug of ale. He stood up and walked up next to her as he turned to Victim ”Well man, I will make sure it doesn't take a few month again for us to run into each other. Also, thanks for joining me for a good meal and drinks man. If you don't mind just picking this up and tossing my stuff in the kitchen I will come back and clean it, I just don't want to leave this here in the meantime. I would owe you one.” Wolfe then looked down at her and shook his head a little more as he smiled a little ”I will take care of her. She is so drunk i am not sure she knows what way is up. I will take her to my room and tuck her in so she can sleep this off. I would take her to her room, but i have no clue where that is. Either way I got other stuff I have do, so when she wakes up she can just go back to her room.” Wolfe kneeled down next to her and scooped her into his arms and stood up. He turned towards Victim ”Don't worry; I will take care of her so she doesn't do something she regrets. Again, thanks for the towel, and I look forward to the next time we run into each other.” Wolfe nodded at Victim with a smile and the started for the door. He looked down at Kana in his arms ”As for you, calm down woman, you need to get some rest and sleep this off.” Wolfe said trying to get to calm down a little.
As he left the room he looked down at Kana again, she was so drunk she was putting up a little bit of a fight but at the same time didn’t stand a chance if she had actually tried to fight him off. It took him a few but he eventually made it the stairs as he was on the second floor of the base, then shortly after he had made it to his room. Once he finally made it to his room, he made a straight beeline for the bed. He laid her down and covered her up with his blanket making sure he tucked her in. He then grabbed a chair from across the room and brought it next to the bed and sat down as he pulled a book off his shelf and began to read from it as he waited for her to fall asleep so he could go do other things he had in mind.
Once she had fallen asleep he would grab a piece of paper and write a little note explaining what had happened and let her know he looked forward to when they ran into each other again. After he was done he left it in a place he knew she would see it when she woke up and then he got up and left the room as he had a long list of crap to do that day, starting with going back and cleaning the dishes he made, and including doing some much need laundry.