♆ 3rd of Ymiden, Arc 718 ♆
♆ After sitting for what could only be described as breaks on end, I drudged up the courage to head to the front desk, where a woman greeted me and asked what she could help me with. Awkwardly I scratched the back of my head as he found the words after clearing my throat. "Um..... heh I guess I'd.......I mean I'm here to sign up for the Elements." I shouted, giving the best salute I knew how. The receptionist, Sylvia, was more than happy to help in signing me up. She went over the paperwork, making sure to explain in detail what was required of a soldier in the Elements, though each branch was different, something she assured me that I'd soon learn once I was made a member. After pouring over the contents of the paper work, I was told it would take a break for everything to be finalized but all recruits were nine times out of ten accepted. She offered I get familiar with Scalvoris Town, get to know the people and what not. Taking her up on her advice I strolled the town. It held its own charm, being an island town and all, but even with its uniqueness, it still was like any port city to me. Yeah this place would be easy to make my home, it gave all the comforts of living, plus it was an island which meant sailing. As I walked the city I occasionally stopped into taverns or pubs and would try and get a feel for the people. They were an interesting bunch with colorful viewpoints, some good some bad, but who was I to judge ya know. In any case it was reaching almost a break with a could hear some commotion coming from a crowd up ahead at the local tavern. Being the curious{nosey} person I am, I waded through the crowd in order to get a front row seat of what was going on.♆
♆ I cant really say I like the scene I saw when I finally shoved my way threw the crowd. I could only think that this was what could clearly be seen as a domestic issue. A young woman, maybe 23-25 arcs in a barmaid's apron, working the tavern seemed to be turning down a self entitled gent of his advances. At first I couldnt care less about the situation. But as I paid closer attention, listening to their words, catching the shifts in their tone and reading some loud body language, I came to the conclusion more than evident she wasnt fairing to greatly against his forceful advances. No one else in the crowd seemed to care, be it out of fear of the young man's clout, or the fact they genuinely just didnt care. It wasnt there business and they figured maybe someone should go get the Elements. Though I guess one could say I had my hand forced. The girl must have bit him cause he slapped her, calling her some rather uncalled for things I wouldnt even call the raunchiest of whores. His friends brought the girl to her feet, holding her, which only added to the heat boiling my blood. He gave her a second chance to accept his invitation, to which she kindly spat in his face. Outraged he raised his hand to strike her again, which was my que to step in as i swiftly caught his wrist in my grip. "Hey handsome, I think she may not be into sausage if you catch my drift, but I wouldnt mind seeing what you have to offer, besides I think you've made your point. I think its in your best interest if you leave the pretty lady alone." I advised, my bi'qaj accent laced on every word as I stared down the asswhole and his lot. Never easing my vicegrip on his wrist, which wasnt much but enought to stop his impending slap, I gave him a look with a smirk that could only read as "Try me", but of course bravado outweighed common sense in this situation which I wish he would have considered. The young man wrenched his hand from me, threatening to kill me, to which I laughed hysterically. "YOU'VE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME!? ARE YOU FOR REAL?!" I couldnt help but blurt that out as it was actually pretty funny to me. I mean I wasnt all that well versed in full on close quarter combat, but I could sure as hell use a trident, to which I happily unsheathed mine. "I'm telling you now threatening me is not a good way to leave here in one peace. Dont let my pretty eyes and flirtations fool you handsome, I'm not one to be fucked with, unless you buy me dinner first then we could get to that point. I warned and try to seduce, though I knew it was going through one ear, flying through an empty space, and out the other ear. Wanting to save face the handsome man drew his sword and lunged forward, the crowd filling with minor yelps and gasps, my yawning in boredom. Was he for real? I know newborns with better form than his, what a joke. Shaking my head, I quickly unsheathed my trident and caught his blade within its intricate prongs. "I got you know handsome." I teased, pressing him back and into the tavern wall. "Looks like you got one of two choices, leave and never bother the lady again, or continue our little dance and end up in jail, or worse dead. So whats it gonna be handsome?"