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Life at Hope Academy was something Micha'el had come to enjoy, it was an excuse to forget what happened at Asmodius City. His life started anew with his mother here several years ago and ever since he's been training at the Academy with his unique abilities and fighting style. He was a slim young man with blonde scruffy hair and blue eyes. He didn't speak to everyone and anyone at the academy, he often kept himself amongst and small group of friends within the most empty halls of Hope. Though more often than not the caretaker would find them, or try, and force them out into the courtyards.

Café Lizbin was where he came to get away and 'chill'. He knew that the fae lady was nothing close to a pushover but he learned to deal with it, because of her attitude not many other's would come and give her their money so easily. After the jungle of the bell had rung and he stepped inside, slipping the door s**t behind him, Micha'el noticed a familiar girl with brown hair and a devilishly red shirt. He remembered how others had always pestered her since she joined the academy, he knew it was her because he had always been their watching too from the distance, pitying those that didn't take interest in their own specialities. Walking closer his gave only a glance to the lady who was already giving him that familiar smug scour, if looks could kill, Micha'el wondered how painful it would be. He did notice however the kind of book that the girl was reading.

"Hey" he said, his voice was soft and generically English. With a short smile he gestured down to the chair opposite her and asked "Do you mind if i sit with you?" he paused for a second before adding "I'm Micha'el, from Hope too". He hoped she wouldn't mind, some company here was a rarity, and he also wondered if perhaps they would have something in common, or something to talk about at least. Micha'el Maues was also interested in the evils of Hell, but more so in the Angels above, unlike many he believed they existed and with good reason. With so much evil in the world, with so much evidence of their prior invasion during the Burning Invasion left on Bloodholme. Micha'el could only hope that all the good in the world was because of the angels that supposedly defended against the legends of Terror, Hatred and Destruction.

She had seen him too, that's a relief. He didn't want to be sitting here for ten minutes trying to explain who he was around the academy. "Thanks" he said, Micha'el pulled out the chair as it dragged across the floor and slipped himself between the table and the chair. Placing down a few books he has for school in front of him he sat comfortably. He even gave Lizbin one last glance before he got too comfortable, she would sometimes get a bit irate over the occasional youth looking too at home. Made Micha'el wish that old man still owned the place like years ago.

"I noticed how everyone pesters you at school." he said, looking her in the eyes. They were a light brown colour, infinite in destiny. But then he smiled and said "I would apologise, but there's a reason i keep to myself" he chuckled slightly as he looked down to his books. They were boring and usual, common amongst the academy, the basics. Micha'el then said, shrugging his shoulders "I thought we could get to know each other" his tone was soft. He was a somewhat shy guy, but had his own confidence at times. "You're the only other person i see from the academy in Café Lizbin"

He was hoping that conversing with Leah, as he has found her to be called, would go nicely. Her reaction, though little, let him know that perhaps she didn't quite understand what he meant, but who was he to say he was clear. Micha'el wasn't the boy to talk to everyone, and so lacked all the confidence, but he felt less intimidated by Leah. She liked it here for the same reason as he did, that was a good start. "The same reason" he said, looking around once more as he added "i'd rather put up with Lizbin than get pestered at school whilst trying to read books". Micha'el sighed almost as he placed a curled fist onto his cheek as he idly stared down at his ordinary books and said quietly "This is the only place i can read without someone trying to snoop into my personal books" he looked up at her and said "You know?" hoping she would understand. She seemed like she would.

Whilst he had been looked down at the table, he did note the "On the LEsser and Greater Evils", that was what sparked his assumption that she'd feel the same as him. He, out of coincidental interests and knowledge, knew that book wasn't read by anyone, but someone that had a genuine interest in the greater powers of the world, and how the history of them could shape the world.

She came for the very similar reasons as he did, it was a helpful plot to lighten the mood. To her comment about Lizbin now doubt, Micha'el couldn't help but grin slightly as he looked down tot he table, slightly awkwardly, and then said "Yeah... your the only other person i've ever head say that" he then lifted his head "besides me". He chuckled softly for a moment.

He then watched her push the book to a side, he then resting her arms firmly on the table. Raising his brows he thought for a second and then said "I guess i've always wanted to join, its the basics, the most rounded of the academies.But i've always wanted to be able to protect the people closest to me, you never know what might be around teh corner..." he looked at the ground beside him for a second in thought, coming back to the conversation he said, with a short tilt of his head "My brother was sort of a bad role-model, i wanna be everything he isn't" he then said with a short smile.

In the back of his mind he was thinking about his favourite book, it made him laugh to think he studied it like a bible. The Aria. Turning the conversation back to her, he asked "How about you? I uhm" he gandered at her book again quickly before adding " see you're interested in the realms of evil?". That was something else he would have in common with her, by the looks of things.

As Leah showed her astonishment for the Aria, Micha'el couldn't help but smirk in slight embarrassment and pleasure of seeing someone else from enjoying the book just as much as he did. He saw how she glanced at her own and back at his, they're exact opposites he repeated to himself, thinking about what it must mean for the both of them. He believed books were often a representation of those that read them. As for himself, he saw himself as a protector, a guardian. What he would do to become an Elite, those that are Elitised by the Guildeam in the absence of a king for so many generations. Sir Maues....

Once again he found himself mesmerised by his own wishing imagination. Leah's hand was almost touching the book in that moment, and then she pulled it away as if she had been scolded. "Of course " he said with delight, eyes wide as he readjusted his glasses. He took another look around the room, no one here was really that much of a bother, though that new girl was still catching his eye, he didn't recognise her but she looked different to the casuals. Perhaps a mage of Merlin Academy, he pondered, since she didn't seem to old.

Attention back to the book now he let Leah have her way for the moment, he knew he could order it to vanish at his command if need be. "I learn everything from it" he said, feeling obliged to explain it, finally, to someone else other than perhaps himself " It has it's own, unique magic style, magic for combat. The Injustira Syndicate would probably contain me until they could publish hundreds of the thing if they knew..."