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Hearing his name in the air made the Captain pause and look back the way he had come, curious as to who was chasing after him. He blinked, as Mimsy bound up to him and began babbling about something at record speed. "Stop stop stop!" He said, waving his hands to get her attention. "Slow down. You have what?" He asked, confused. "Who is Alexnadria."

Noir Songbird

OH GOD THE PAIN THIS IS OLD SEND HELP

"If it was yours, why was it on his wonder?" Fangite asked curiously. The Captain moved to look over her shoulder, listening as she talked before recoiling suddenly as if burned.

Oh no.

She was not still on that was she?

"Oh hell no. It's been years since that happened. If they couldn't be bothered to name me then, I don't want to know now." He grumbled, scowling at the book. "I don't get why you're so hung up on who I was.

Noir Songbird

"Hell no." Fangite hissed. "I am not doing s**t about this and I can't believe you'd even dare to ask me." The Captain scowled, backing away from the Squire and her book. There was no way in hell he was going to touch that thing.

"I told you. I don't care about what my name is should have been. They didn't care then. They just purified me and shoved me off in some random direction while pretending everything was okay and that I was alright. News flash Mimsy. I WASN'T." He yelled. "They didn't care enough to know then so why the ******** should I care enough to know now?" The Captain snarled at her display. "No! It wasn't that no one was able to give it to me. They were able. They could have given it to me. They chose not to. If you want to tell someone the name that badly, why don't you go hunt down the people who were to lazy to tell someone their god damn name in the middle of a losing war. I'm ******** out of here." With that the Captain turned on his heel to leave.

"No. You knew it cause you some grand connection with your ancestor or some such bullshit. I didn't. There was no connection with my ancestor, my wonder or whatever it was I was suppose to do to get a god forsaken name because it never happened. I turned and that was it. Nothing happened beyond getting rid of the god damn chaos." Fangite snarled at her without turning around. What a joke this had all turned out to be. "You have to rely on someone that's dead for a name. Can't believe you don't have records of this sort of s**t on hand."

"I don't know why you tri-" The words where cut off as something hard collided with the back of his head. Fangite hissed, his balance lost as he stumbled along before turning around and looking to find out what just hit him. His gaze found the book almost immediately.

Oh.

"You're dead. First. I'm going to burn this useless scrap of paper and then I'm going to kill you."

Noir Songbird

Ignore him he's just pissy. Also, word count done.

"Then WHY are you so hell bent on finding a name for someone who wasn't 'worthy of being a knight'!" He mocked, going as far as to add air quotes.

The Captain snarled at the name, at the girl and stalked close. "My name is Fangite." He hissed, suddenly brandishing his weapon. "I am a Captain in the Negaverse. Now I suggest you take your sorrid excuse of an attempt to help me and leave. Or else I will make good on what I said earlier. Do I make myself clear?"

Fangite's expression shifted from unbridaled rage to being unimpressed. A brow raised in question, though he said nothing. Is that how she wanted to play it? Fine. Wordlessly, he flicked his wrist. The blade dragged across her cheek, cutting through her face mask. The cut was shallow enough that any scarring would be faint, but deep enough to last.

"Except you're wrong. I'm already that thing. Any pain you're trying to save me from has already been felt. All you're doing is throwing salt in open wounds." Fangite said flattly, inspecting the slight tint to his blade.

"But I believe I've made my point-" The blade retreated into the sheath on his wrist. "-crystal clear. I suggest you think about what I said." He mocked again.

Then he was gone