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"Writing is way to much work. I'd probably get someone to write it for me." Alistar replied with a lopsided grin. "No, that's actually a pretty good. You're still here and that stands for something. I bet you're really strong at heart and much more." He ended shortly with his praise seeing as Nik seemed actually interested! No one ever wanted to listen to him and he didn't want to squander this chance. "A friendly spar? Well actually..." The raven haired teen ruffled the back of his head in thought. "I'd love to, but I'm only good at defense moves because I got... But I can start learning now!" He said quickly standing up and taking a defensive stance, shoulders foot-width apart. Although he was prepared, he caught wind of Nik's almost excited voice of the return of Azreth and Ana and turned to see them whizzing in. "Huh? My turn? I actually do get to go?"

Oh dear lord. Silence followed the male in his dire embarasement, seemingly having finally found a way to break his pride and quick remarks. Alistar must have misheard Azreth somewhere down the line, and he felt incredibly stupid now after all his boasting earlier. He wasn't used to someone actually giving him a chance, he wasn't used to the bit of kindness shown to him, and he definately wasn't used to apologizing. A deep magenta flooded his cheeks as he averted his gaze and opened his mouth to speak, but no words could form. It might have sounded like utter gibberish escaping his pursed lips while his eyes concentrated on anything but the people currently around camp. Knowing he had to speak sooner or later or risk looking like an idiot, which he was sure he was already doing just by speaking nonsense, Alistar brought his upper half down low into a bow. "I! I apologize! I misheard you down the line, and somehow..." The once loud and strong voice now started to shrivel lighter and lighter with each word, "and... Yeah!" He couldn't remember the last time he had been so embarassed, or felt so inferior. His hair managed to cover his wide eyes in his stance, making him hope no one could outright tell his ashamed thoughts. God! I'm an idiot! Why do I always do that? I jumped to th conclusions again and thought bad immediately of them... I made myself look like such a fool. Now I'll never gain approval... He thought beating it into his mind. No! A hero must fall before they can climb. This is just one of the many steps! I'm still better! His fists clenched at his sides as he regained his composure and face, not wanting anyone to see his failures. Slowly, he stood up straight looking Azera directly in the eyes, keeping all his flusters to the side. "I might have... Misjudged you a little... Let's... Get this over with."

Turning back to Kes now after his once in a lifetime display, Alistar seemed to think a while before he shook his head. "Nope. I think I'm going to try the first few times by myself if that is alright. They say the best way to learn is through experience." Not only that, if he could learn how to work it by himself, then that would be a major achievement. However, even he knew that sometimes you needed assistance, and he would call for it when needed. "But I would like a rundown of the basics real quick..... Please. And maybe, a little help actually getting in it." Alistar's eyes gazed over Ana, and it might have been because he had just made a mistake, but he held out his hand to her. ".......Good... Job." He said quietly, offering a mild handshake as a sign of comradeship "May the best win." Meaning it nicely, he tilted his head to the side with a smile, peering down at her.

► Sebastian blinked and stepped back as Suta stood up. It took the servant boy a moment to recognize the change but when he did, his face changed neither in horror or in disgust, but in simple intrigue, though at the small growl from the other man as he put the makeup on, Sebastian decided it better not to ask. "Very well. I will meet you outside then." he replied softly before turning and leaving Suta to get ready.

He settle back down beside Nik as his friend and the snobby one, Alistair spoke. Sebastian could tell that Nik really didn't care much for the conversation, but was trying to be nice, so Sebastian decided to spare his friend an join in conversation. "I would be more than inclined to listen to some of your accomplishments sometime, Master Alistair. I'm sure they could be quite interesting." He smiled, his blue eyes twinkling an showing that he was being completely earnest.

Before anyone could respond, Azreth and Anastasia returned. Sebastian grinned and stood, offering to take the wine from her and set it to the side while they waited. "Congratulations, Miss Anastasia. This is a splendid blend, one of Azreth's favorites. It will be hard to outdo you." He praised lightly as Azreth instructed Alistair on how to use the gear.

Sebastian watched, turning only to stoke the fire, his blue eyes taking on a flatter tone as he zoned out, thinking about the loss of his father. He felt a strange sense of release at the thought of his father's death. Shouldn't he be sad? But no... Perhaps not. He and his father had never been close, and it wasn't ever going to change, so why should be sad about his father's death? Master Deservian had been more of a father to Sebastian that his own blood-father. ◄

Alistar stared at Ana and let his hand fall silently to his side. "Sure thing." He said quietly before getting strapped into the gear. "I'm so going to bring back the best of the best and beat your top skills!" He said loudly once more, staring at the bottle of wine brought to his attention. Though he had no idea about the different types of brands there were or which ones were worth more, the cadet figured if all else failed he could just bring back the nicest looking bottle. That ought to count for something at least. Nik and Azreth then informed him of all the safety precautions and tips on handeling the Maneuver Gear to which the young teen paid complete attention too. If he was going to beat Ana, he had to bring back something relevant, and he most definately was not going to be the one who got caught. After several attempts at trying to maintain his balance, and a few times actually falling with protective care he was silently thankful for, Alistar got the hang of standing straight up. Or rather, floating? "Just you wait Ana! I'll bring back something good." He called back to her before taking off with Azreth by his side. For the most part, he stayed focused on the machinery hoping to not end in a fatal accident, but he occasionally started up conversation with the man on the way to Officer's Barracks. "I didn't expect you to forgive me. I suppose looks are deceiving. At any rate, I look forward to seeing more of you in training. Don't expect to get number one though, that's my spot! I'll work for that title too."

When they landed, the recruit looked immediatley to Azreth a little lost. He didn't know the layout of the place at all, much less where to begin. As the noble laid out the main idea, Alistar returned him a friendly grin. "Yes sir! I will not fail you. I'll be back as quickly as my lusterous legs will allow and join your side once more." He exclaimed with a fire lighting up in his eyes. This was where the real test began. He could feel no butterflies swirming his stomach, no fear of loosing, and had no thoughts of failure circling through his brain along with Azreth's reassurances. With this, his fingers held down the appropriate button and his weight shifted accordingly, allowing him to move with ease down to the building mimicing that of a butterfly as he circled the wide architecture. Dual colored eyes glanced at each individual room swiftly without a moment's hesitation. If he were to do this, he was going to do it quickly. After a few double checks, Alistar made his decision and made his way back over to Azreth, landing a little sloppily on the roof. "I circled around and found, with my amazing observational skills, the most promising entrance to be third floor in the west. It appears to be unoccupied and looks as if it has easy access to the hallways. I'll try to reach the cellar from there. If time allows for it, it would be easiest to escape through the first floor back windows." He proposed to his current leader getting highly excited about his big chance to show some stuff. This was one of the many tasks he had done as a child, and he felt confident enough in himself to get the job done and prove his worth. "So... if you wouldn't mind possibly waiting for me near the back? "

Giving a nod of goodbye, Alistar jumped letting the machine hum through through the air, feeling much more accustomed to the gear now than when he first tried. It almost felt natural to feel the wind caressing his deliquate features and for all the cares in the world to slip away in the peaceful streaming. The male landed with a light thudd against the wall and peered inside seeing the darkness surrounding the room. Alright. Let's do this! He thought deviously allowing his fingers to work the windows lining, loosening the hinges. Moving quickly, Alistar was able to move half of the window off of its post and slip neatly inside only to place it back perfectly. With a few more tweaks, he snapped it shut and locked it tight.

Zzzz...zzZz....

"F*-!" Alistar nearly shouted covering his mouth from making a terrible mistake. Nearby on a bed with sheets sprayed out everywhere, an officer slept soundly. If that man had woken up to the light squeaks coming from his window, then it would have all ended for him then and there. His feet tiptoed over to the door refusing to utter even another creak over the room. It wasn't until he reached the door did he feel much safer. Peaking from the doorway, he could see the hallways were empty and lit up for the night prowlers. I bet I can make a run for it from here. Alistar went through the crack making sure to block the light from entering the soldier's dark room, and dashed for the stairs. Each new hall he could see, he would quickly check the surrounding area. It was times like these when he was happy for checking the map area beforehand, so he knew exactly where to go through the halls.

Thick footsteps coming from the south had his head turning behind him to see a shadow down the farthest hallway. That wasn't good... Alistar didn't take the time to quiet his quick feet now as they glided across the floor and hurridly went down a flight of steps when it dawned on him. Awe! Why didn't I just go from the first floor to begin with? Seeing as it was too late to turn back now, he ran into the first actual empty room he saw and waited impatiently for what felt like forever. Two more floors to go! When the area felt clear, the recruit continued on in his search and easily made it down to the cellar from then on out with little to no disturbances. In the room, his head craned from bottle to bottle looking profoundly at the many different kinds. "Bigger the better, right? No, smaller is better!" Alistar fought with himself before shrugging. "Whatever..." Taking one of each, a big, a small, and a highly decorated one which he questioned even being wine at all, Alistar tucked them under his arms and made his way back up to the surface, only to make a sly getaway through the first floor's back window in another one of the officer's quarters. "Azreth, sir! I've got some!" He said enthusiastically catching up to his side with the three bottles of random booze. "And didn't even get caught that's how skilled I was. Now, we should get out of here. I bet the other's are expecting my arrival!" Alistar said playfully sticking one bottle under each arm for proper movement while the third he handed to Azreth, and then he took off.