Unlikely Beginnings [Closed - Ares] (Read 333 times)

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" Do you expect me to take you seriously !!! " A lone thug shouted out towards the blonde haired mage. Fang'rell looked down on him with superior crystal blue eyes. " Amusing much, " he said quickly in response. The man was alone, and besides his taller then average height was nothing to be afraid of. Fang'rell ran his hand through his hair, sighing aggravatingly and yet coolly. " I hate your kind the most. You run around spewing brutish words.. but when it comes down to it. You're absolute garbage. " he told the thin man.

" G-Garbage !?! " The thug shouted astonished. Then suddenly Fang'rell's expression grew angered, his brows drew closer to one another, his jaw tightened, and before he knew it; his palm was gripping the face of the thug and the thug and slamming him into the concrete ground. The few people that was looking seemed to be taken back by the conflict that had just unfolded. " GAWK !! " shouted the Thug as his limbs finally fell limp to the ground.

A stoic look decorated Fang'rell's cold features. " Trash is trash. Even if its covered up. " he said, spitting off onto the man. He looked off towards the scattered onlookers next. " Go about your business. The show's over. " He tightened his fist and started to walk towards the amusement park. He had almost forgotten the reason he had visited the grand park. It was time to relieve himself of a little stress.

[Ares]

The sound of shrieks and screams could be heard in the distant as a man walked through the pushing crowd. He wore a white double-vested trench coat. The coat has large cuffs and lapels along with broad buttons. Along with the coat, there matched white trousers which were tucked into black trench boots. He’d cover his whole attire with an ankle length black cloak which has a red ribbon near the neck and is fastened to the left with a single large button. He wielded a thick, long dadao that was locked on his back.

Stares were shot at him from every direction. It was obvious everyone though he was an outsider, an intruder. Yet he did not care. The stranger mildly smiled back at them but gave a look that would strike fear in their hearts. They would look the other way, finally minding their own business. He would glance at the silent starry night sky and think about why he was even here. That was when his attention was grabbed by a forming crowd.

Making his way to the centre, he saw a man with blonde messy hair teaching a ‘thug’ to stop being garbage. He almost laughed at the man’s words yet he observed. Ares watched the man smash the guy onto the ground with the palm of his hand grabbing his face. He’d listen to the final words and that was when he’d decide to get to know this person, whoever he was. As the blonde man walked away, shrugging the crowd away, the stranger seemed to be the only one that stood where he was. He only stared at the man as he walked right past him and the moment the stranger was looking at the man’s back, he’d clap.

“That was an interesting opinion, but…” He paused, waiting for the man to look him dead in the eye. “…why are you covering yourself up?” And with that, he’d hoped to get the man’s attention. “Surely, you don’t think you’re not garbage… do you? Because trust me…” He scoffed, almost breaking into a laugh but he held it in. “…anyways, the name’s Ares. Ares Yhwach.” Said the stranger.

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Fang'rell had was finally finished with the garbage laying on the floor. It was a bit unpleasant to know that he could take a man out so easily and yet was still considered weak by his own guild members. " Hmp. " He brushed off his rambling thoughts, sweeping his hand through his hair while passing by a man with a very different feeling surrounding him. His crystal eyes were kept straight, its detached glaze showing neither fear or awe; he didn't have a need to confront a stranger over a singular emotion.

" They're you are ? " hollered a petite, brunette girl hurrying towards him. " I've been looking everywhere for you Fang. " She stood a foot shorter than him and was blessed with the features of a young, rebellious teen. Her jog slowed to a paced walked when a distinctive clapping had halted Fang's gait.

A voice, one that he was sure belonged to the peculiar man only a few feet behind him, had spoke out to him. He stated that he had an interesting opinion and then after a short paused asked him why he covering himself up. Fang'Rell sighed shortly before turning his side to the man, placing his unfathomable gaze on him. " Fang'Rell. " he said shortly; introducing himself in a cool tone. Normally he would had spoken more, but the man in front of him was a devious snake, their was something about his whole being that just made him feel a bit uneasy. He needed to be wary of every motion he made.

Then the girl walked up to the side of him, keeping herself a bit behind at the same time. That was her way of being cautious " Fang'Rell, what's up with the old geezer ? He makes me feel uncomfortable. " she said, shuddering a bit. Fang'Rell wrapped a arm around the shoulder of his childhood friend. " Steel yourself Azura. This man is nothing more than a convincing actor. " fibbed Fang'Rell in a believable, trusting manner. He had kept his eyes on Ares but his voice was low. It wasn't until his gaze had hardened did he turn his voice back to the man. " Who is Ares Yhwach ? " His question was worded in a unconventional manner but he figured the man would catch on and probably answer with a sly lie.