Welcome to Gaia! ::

Vincent always enjoyed the hustle and bustle of the city. Everyone seemed to keep themselves busy, most while keeping a smile on their face. This always reminded Vincent of the wonderful times they lived in. Yet with the recent changes taking place in the world, the new-found death and destruction, Vincent could not help but wonder how long these smiles would last. Beginning to lose himself to such thoughts, Vincent forgot to pay attention to where he was going. As he turned the next corner, he happened to collide with someone moving decently fast. Falling backwards, Vincent hit his head on the ground, his vision beginning to get blurry. "Ah... I-I'm sorry there..." Vincent managed to stand up, shaking his head. As his vision came back to clarity, Vincent hoped whoever he bumped into was alright.

Finding himself being tugged on, Vincent looked down to the girl he almost knocked down. Standing there, at such a short height, stood a young girl looking up at him. He eyes where a beautiful brown, and glistened as she blinked. "Ah, eh... I'm sorry about that." Vicnent scratched the back of his head, and bent down to her height. "Can I make it up to you? You seem... New around here. I've not seen you around, and I never forget a face." Vincent spoke the truth, and prided himself on it. Once he met someone, even if he forgot their name, he'd always remember their face. "Perhaps a tour? Whatevr you'd like." Smiling gently, Vincent spoke softly and calmly.

C-cute! If this were a certain type of fantasy story of a certain cultural type, Vincent would be flying backwards right now from a nosebleed. "I'm Vincent, a Knight of this country. If you ever have a problem Alaia, you just need find me, and I shall aid you." Vincent let himself clasp her hand in response, and began to walk them away. "Now, shall we just tour the shops for now, or do you have anywhere specific in mind?" Was it just Vincent, or did Alaia smell nice to everyone else as well...

Turning in a spin to face Alaia, Vincent flashed a smile of wildness across his face. "Alaia, are you afraid to fly?" Intent on showing her the wonderful places of Indelca, Vincent would need to fly to get to some of his favourite. Hopefully she'd be okay with this.

Vincent chuckled, and stopped, smiling widely. "Well, just don't be afraid of me, alright?" Vincent lifted his arm to his face, and bit into his wrist, tearing the skin. His blood curved out into a knife, and he reached to his back. Cutting into himself, he let his blood stretch into wings. Glancing to Alaia, Vincent gathered her into his arms in a bridal carry. She truly was small and light. "Ready when you are!"

"Not afraid of anything? Well then..." With that, Vincent jumped fast, pushing his wings back in a strong thrust, gaining speed fast. He began to spin, slowly at first, but faster and faster as he picked up speed. As they started to gain a sufficient amount of height, Vicnent stopped spinning abprutly, and let Alaia go, throwing her up in the air. After spinning onwc again, he caught her in his arms, and laughed a bit. "Now we can be off to a wonderfully dreadful place Alaia, my second home on this continent." Vicnent changed his direction, and headed West, where far off in the distance a mountaneous range was barely visible from the clouds.

-Exit-

Vincent had ended up making his way through the streets that littered Indelca, not paying any attention in the least to where he was going. As he left the training grounds, an uneasy feeling flitted across his mind, though the reason behind it eluded the boy. He was unsure of why he felty as he did, and as such became deeply lost in his thought as he somehow managed to put one foot in front of the other without falling or tripping. Now, with how Vincent got when lost in his head, this was an astounding feat, and as the world was never a forgiving place, it was a feat that would likely end badly for the boy. Other people had to move themselves out of his way, though no one did much about it. They were either to busy with their own business to yel at him, or knew who he was. There were many that were still scared of the Necromancer, and others who simply did not want to meddle with one of his status.

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