Looking for answers

Wolfe was sitting in the Black Rose guild hall at one of the tables with a mess of crap sitting in front of him. No less then about 10 empty plates, 6 empty glasses, a very interesting looking lacrima, and a book sat sprawled out in front of him. He was focusing now on the book as he mumbled something to himself. However, after only a minute or so the mumbling grew louder and louder until is was almost at a roar. As his voice got louder it was easy to see as his muscles tensed and his teeth were grinding too. His teeth were bared, and his extended caines were exposed. As this continued arc of electricity started to arc off his body all over him. As he continued to get angrier the arcs started to shoot up and away from his body. It was almost like he was going into a full out rage.

Wolfe finally jumped up and slammed his hands on the table in front of him, with his hands landing on both sides of the open book in front of him. The table almost gave way to the pressure of the hit as he bellowed "DAMN HIM!!!! AND DAMN THIS BOOK!!! His rage was frightening to say the least.

With a slam of the table the two girls who were behind their guild mate stopped. Two sloshing buckets of water still in their hands. They silently set them on the ground and slid them under a second table behind them, then popped their head up on the other side of the table Wolfe was sitting. Little heads of green hair with blue and golden eyes peaked over the top. It was both cute and comical and yet, their eyes shone with a natural interest at the commotion. “Watcha readin there?” they asked in unison looking up at the lightning man. To Alie and Ariel he seemed normal, just could shoot lightning…probably. It was then that both of them realized they actually knew very little about a lot of their guildmates. Probably a good place to start was this one. Both the girls stood up from their positions. “Hey uh…was it…Fang?” Ariel asked trying to recall the name. “No it was like Fox or something.” Her sister corrected her. It was still wrong but they were getting closer at least. Alie snapped her fingers “Wolfe! That was the name mom used.” She said turning to look at the man, still sparking lightning. “So, whatcha reading Wolfe?” they once again asked in unison.

Aether was at a table, surrounded with books which stacked up in two piles beside him, one pile held a good 3-5 books more than the other, when they came crashing down around him as a small ark of electricity had managed to create a minor shockwave near the base of one of the piles and cause it to crumble over onto the other pile before crashing down upon Aether who was reading up on the theory of magic fusion and the practical uses that have been achieved. He hadn’t minded the loud noises that had been coming from the man before as that he could simply ignore but now the books he had in perfect order now lay around him out of order and all mixed up. Sighing he opened a small portal under the books and let them fall down into his pocked dimension to read later when he wouldn’t be interrupted by an arc of lightning or people who seemed to have trouble reading from what he gathered by the man who shouted out.

Getting up he approached the man who was now in the company of the twins which he had heard about from around the guild, he couldn’t quite remember their names but he felt an odd sense of similarity to himself emanating from the magic power they gave off. Casting the thought aside he continued to approach and stood behind the twins, glancing quickly at the book before turning his attention back towards the electric man. "Something wrong?"

Wolfe was so angry he didn't even notice anyone else was there or even speaking to him at first "FUCK HIM!!! I WILL KILL HIM IF I EVER FIND HIM!!! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THIS TO SOME....." Wolfe voice trailed off, as for the first time he noticed there were people right near him and they were not only looking at him but they were actually speaking to him. A look of shock spread cross his face, as he started to try and cal down. This was something he didn't do. He never showed emotion like this, and he would never do it i a public place were people could see him.

For the first time he actually took detailed notice to who was there and watching. It seemed a pair of girls, twins it seemed, and they were a few years younger then Wolfe from what he could get. He had seen them around a few times, but that was about it, however, there was also a guy standing not that far from him. He was someone Wolfe couldn't remember seeing around, he wanted to say he saw him in the background once or twice, but couldn't place his finger on him. He looked a little closer to Wolfe's age, but maybe a year or so older he would guess. The man wore a mask, and it was very different one to say the least, very unique and something Wolfe not soon forget. Wolfe took a second to take each of the in and take a mental note of them. They were guild-mates Wolfe assumed which meant that he needed to remember them, but right now his brain was screaming at him and he couldn't turn off the sounds of blood lust screaming in the back of his head.

Wolfe reached in front of him and closed the book and picked it up "I am so so sorry, i wont bother you anymore..." Wolfe then turned and was about to try and bolt for the door.

The twins looked at each other then back at Wolfe. This was something they did quite often when they were either confused or planing something. Moving rather quickly they went around opposite ends of the table, swerving, hopping and sliding under, over and around the tables. They ended up on the sides of the guild hall doors in almost the blink of an eye. "Come on~ Wolfe~ whatcha readin'~" they said in unison. Drawing out their words in an effort to look cute and innocent. Usually when someone screams words at the top of their lungs something worth getting in on is happening. The one dressed in black with pink highlighting the edges, Alie spoke first after it was clear he wasn't going to respond "Look, we're just tryin ta help ya here." She said crossing her arms, her personally seeming to have changed to take on a more serious demeanor. Her sister, Ariel, dressed in pink with black highlights added "Cause when someone yells at the top of their lungs, usually means somethin bad or good is goin down. And from the look on yer face, it's somethin pretty bad." she said crossing her arms in a similar fashion. The two girls looked at Wolfe and waited for a response. They weren't going to drop this subject until they figured it. One way or another.