Welcome to Gaia! ::

“Are you sure we can do this, Seven?” Asked Rydel tentatively as his partner pulled him along toward Hook cemetery. Again, her strength never ceased to amaze him. She was just so tiny! And yet she had enough strength to simply grab him by the wrist and pull him anywhere she wanted, and he couldn’t do anything about it! Her grip was like iron.

“Of course I am. The coin said yes, didn’t it? Don’t ever doubt the coin.” She said with a sly smirk. It was true. Shortly after drinking the devil coffee at Deathbucks, she’s taken out one of her many lucky quarters and done a quick flip. Heads means follow, tails means stay. And the coin had gone and landed on heads, much to Seven’s delight and Rydel’s dismay. This was why it took him so long to knit anything. He’d always be called to do something foolish before he even had half a mitten done!

“Well, yes, but do you mean to tell me that you don’t find anything at all wrong with following a pair of complete strangers into a cemetery?” He said, attempting to talk some sense into her. She was having none of it. She waved her hand in his face as a gesture for ‘silence’.

“Hush! As newcomers, we must introduce ourselves in the most flamboyant and pompous way possibly in order to gain the respect of those who have come before us! We shall use our rehearsed entrance!”
“But we don’t have a rehearsed entra-“
“Then we must create one!”

They went on like that for a while, stopping only when they had just about caught up to the pair ahead of them. A considerably normal-looking duo compared to Lucky Seven and her considerably mellow partner. One of them had a French accent. Seven wasn’t all that moved by it either way. The French were only moderately lucky. Middle of the road. It was the Irish that were really and truly lucky. Oh, how she wanted to meet a leprechaun!

[Psh, none of those trivial things matter to Seven! She’s only concerned with magic and myth. Reality has no place in her mind. xDDD]

Ah, a pause in dialogue? An awkward silence? A moment of uncertainty in an otherwise certain setting? Why, this seemed like the perfect moment for a spectacular introduction!

“Hello, students of Death City!” Seven called, hopping out from behind the tombstone that had previously hidden her and her partner from view. She gave his wrist a sharp tug, pulling him forward despite his protests. After that she just stood there smiling, her hands on her hips and her eyes scanning the two of them. It a moment, her smile fell, and was replaced with a feeling of uneasiness.

“Goodness gracious, Rydel, they look so horribly…unlucky! I’m almost afraid to touch them.” She said to her partner, who looked quite mortified, despite the fact that the duo they were talking about was right in front of them, and could definitely hear what they were saying.

Seven began to twitch again. She glared at the two of them through half-lidded eyes, pulling a horseshoe out of her pocket as if to use its magical powers to correct the two students.
“U-Un….Unlucky…M-Must…fix…”

Rydel stepped forward. He sighed, covering Seven’s eyes with one hand to keep her from seeing what she deemed to be the unlucky pair, and also hopefully keeping her from luck-ifying them now that she couldn’t see them. She seemed to relax for a moment.

“You must excuse her, she’s quite eccentric.” Rydel said quietly, and apologetically.

Rydel’s eyes widened when he said that word. He looked visibly shaken, as if he was astonished that the other boy would use that kind of language around his partner. Strangely enough, the word ‘insane’ prompted a serious reaction from Seven. She paused, then slowly pushed Rydel’s hand away from her eyes. Her blue eyes narrowed, a glint of malice in them as she took out one of those lucky quarters that she always kept on her person. These quarters dictated her life. They’d gotten her a partner, they told her what to do and what not to do, and they kept her reasonably calm.

“Insane, am I?” She muttered. Her voice was suddenly flat and steely, almost frightening. She said the word ‘heads’ under her breath and tossed the coin up into the air. It landed, she covered it with her palm, and then she removed her hand to get a look at the result. Tails.

“Pity. It seems that my mother doesn’t want us to fight.” She said, clearly a little disappointed.
“But perhaps she’ll change her mind some other time.”

After that, the seriousness seemed to fade. Rydel seemed relieved, but he didn’t say anything. Seven smiled widely, her childish personality apparently returning as she introduced them both. Not completely, but she didn’t seem quite so frighteningly cold as she had a moment ago. That word, insane. She really didn’t like that word.

“My name is Lucky Seven. This is my partner, Rydel. We’re new to the area.” She said, gesturing to her partner as she said his name.