Intro of the Child-Minded Adult (Open)

The first day his father let him out of the underground lab, it was to go here. The man with the black clothes, blue pin, blond hair, and striking blue eyes walked into the castle with no sense of fear what so ever. He didn't know what a dark guild was, he didn't know the reputation this guild had, all he knew was that his father told him to come here.



"Alp, hurry up we have to go! Come on!"

The voice of the man's father ramg out through the lab, and the man whom was called Alp ran over, and followed his father out the door.

"Don't say a word the entire walk there, okay?"

The blonde nodded his head, and so they treked. Luckily the Spooky Forest wasn't that far from where the lab was, but it was still an hour's walk nonetheless.

"Alp, listen. Go through here, and I don't want you to stop until you see a castle. When you get there, say I sent you."

"I sent you?" The man replied.

"No! Ugh... Say 'My Papa sent me here.' Okay? The castle will be Savage Skull. Can you remember that?"

"Sa... Vuj... Skull... Papa sent me... Savage Skull?" The blonde stood there dumbfounded.

"Yes, now go Alp, I have work to do. I gotta go home." The man turned and began to walk away, and the blonde known as Alp ran deep into the forest. Everything appealed to him, as he hasn't seen anything from the forest before. Not grass, not dirt, not trees. All of it felt so unreal, as the man ran through, looking for the place known as Savage Skull.

It took him more than an hour, due to him playing around with the trees and stopping every five seconds to look at some new facinating object like a rock or a flower, but he made it to the castle in the woods. The doors felt cold, and he jolted his hand back when he touched it, but Alp soon got over it, and opened up the door, and stepped in, marveling the place. The first thing he wanted to do was find someone, so he could tell them why he was here... As simple as it may be.

"An enemy? No, another guild member?" With her lineage, Dust was able to see through everything in her way to see anyone who comes to her field of vision, as this ability is extending to 100 meters. So, this allowed her to do such a thing, like detecting presences. Well, she was sitting in a wooden chair, moving back and forth as boredom flooded her mind. There was nothing to do inside the guild, and all the people were possibly doing jobs, training or whatever they are interested on doing, but to her, it mattered not, as she did only care about herself. As the presence she felt entered, Dust burst laughing the moment she saw a blonde guy, the same age as herself, looking around the guild like a snot-nose kid. You could see on his eyes he had the mind of a children, and that single detail was enough to make the girl who only thinks about herself laugh her lungs out. The laughter was so much she felt from the chair she was sitting, and the laughing continued until she was, well, fatigued due to the amount of laughs she did. "Fucking dammit, now we are accepting brats like him in the guild? Buahahahahahahaha, this shit is freaking hilarious. Seriously, he looks he has some kind of grave attention deficit!" These words were the only thing welcomed him the moment he entered the building, as simple it could be.

Brat.

That was a word he's heard before.

A word that brought anger to his heart. Not only did it represent an insult, it was only used in times of anger. Yet why was it used in such a manner that brought this person to laugh? Was it what his father called a... Joke? Yes, a joke. That was something you did when you want to laugh. So he tried to pick apart the words and phrases that stood out to him, and try to get the meaning of the joke.

"Fucking damnit, now we are accepting brats like him in the guild?" He knew what "brat" meant, and he didn't know what a guild was. The other parts of the sentence seemed like some sort of lead up to the accepting. Wait... Seven's father mentioned a guild before. He couldn't remember exatly where, though.

"This shit is freaking hilarious." He had no idea what that meant. "shit," "freaking," and "hilarious," were all words he's never heard before. But apparently hilarious was some sort of way to describe the other parts, so Seven thought that might be the punch line, what caused her to laugh.

Attention. That was another word ge's heard before. The words pay attention rung through his head as the sound of slow steps echoing through the hall sounded. Steps that were being caused by the man, towards the woman whom was dying of laughter.

"I no pay attention? Stop laughing, I will." Seven crouched down, looking the woman in the eyes. His own blue orbs being steely, he hadn't known if she was laughing at him, and if she was, that'd be a problem.

The boy walked as she was bursting to laugh, and as she caught up a bit of air, the boy was already looking at her eyes with his sharp, blue pupils. As he started to talk with difficulties, even thought he used simple words, something within Dust shut down immediately, like her sense of humor was suddenly killed by the inexperience of the boy with simple calculations, like language and structure. "Hm, a man with the mind of a baby. How pitiful, such a grown teenager with the intelligence of an ape." She said, completely aware of his mental difficulty as he showed. But it was quite mysterious, as the girl felt a dangerous aura coming out of him for some reason, and that was enough to make Dust smile maniacally. Dust was manipulative, and the boy in front of her was quite interesting, showing the mind of a baby, but also having the aura of a powerful person. If she used the boy for her own objectives, she could create her so desired empire. She could use her power to accelerate his learning, but she didn't know about his true capabilities. Dust got up and walked to the nearby library, where she caught some books; one book dedicated to language structure, another for magic learning and a dictionary for basic learning. As she walked back to the boy, she lends the books to him and said. "Well, these are books. You learn things with them." She said it using the most basics of language possible, sure the boy could catch it quickly. Dust also sat down in front of the boy, curious about how he would learn with the books themselves, curious about how his development would help her with her ambitious plans.

"Oh well, know what? I'm getting out of here. Go play somewhere, little boy." Dust suddenly vanished out of the guild, leaving only a trace of a chilling wind to the boy. She had enough of being the babysitter of a newcomer, so she just vanished, without giving a single goodbye to him. She already has another plans and he was a failure as she could learn from him, so it was for the better.

[Leaving the thread]

While one would leave the boy alone, another figure would appear from out the darkness. Someone very different from the first person the strange boy had encountered in the darkest of guilds. This time it was a man, clearly older then the girl before. And easily judged from his appearance fairly different in personality too.

With his velvet red suit, that was like a beacon in the surrounding darkness. And his leather bound shoes. It was easy to depict that this man preferred the extravagance taste only rich men would do. That clothing maketh man so to speak. His face had a rather amused look, with his lips curled up into a conceited smirk. And his eyes sparkled with curiosity the moment he noticed another oddity had found his way onto the Savage porch.

'My, my.' he said 'what do we have here' his voice was tauntingly so. Dripping with arrogance, and obvious pride.

Harrigan looked at the boy, and could easily see despite the fact that he was rather well build, that he was still in his teenage years. Or well, that was what Harrigan thought at first. The moment he looked the kid in the eyes, he could only throw away that assessment. As he never had seen such a dimwitted look in his entire life. At least not with a functioning adult to say the least. No... this kid was off... to say the least.

'Look at me kid' Harrigan said to him, hoping to catch his attention. 'Can you tell me your name?'

Staring at the books, the blue orbs that shot out like beacons seemed distressed. The man's strong suit definitely was not literacy, having his father only taught him basic reading words and phonics. Alexander Edwards was a man not to think of others, aside for science. As such he taught Seven how to read basic words just because he needed to know if Seven had the capacity of reading, but other than that he couldn't care less for Seven's literacy. Edwards wanted something he can control, so the less education Seven had the easier he'd be to control. As Seven was going to reply to the woman, she merely left, not wanting to care with the likes of him. It didn't matter, he was going to find someone to talk to, as that is what his father wanted.

As he sat the books down, he heard another voice. This one was older, and sounded regal, like someone of the higher class. This person was laughing, and Seven turned to see a man much older than he, dressed like a fallen king. He looked like someone with power, status, money, but none of this concerned Seven. It was what he asked. When said to look at him, Seven obeyed, and stood and looked the man in the eyes. When said to tell him his name, Seven obeyed.

"Mhm! Papa call me Alp!"

The blonde said with glee, having loved his name. He didn't know the meaning behind the name, an Alp being a type of ferocious demon of nightmares, and the reason WHY he was named that. Either way, his father called him Alp, and Seven didn't know of his true name. However, being reminded of his father, Seven instantly remembered why he was supposed to be here.

"Oh! You know...." he tried to remember the name. "Sa.... vuj.... skull? Savage Skull? Papa say 'Papa send me Savage Skull.' You know Savage Skull?"

The kid was far more off than Harrigan could actually suspected him to be, in fact the kid who called himself Alp. Was basically a blank slate, there was barely nothing at all. No background, no personality. Nothing! But the mediocre information his previous, papa what he called it, put in him. Hell the kid could barely speak, could barely understand who or where he was. Harrigan even doubted if Alp had any concept of what being a person actually is.

Yet despite the fact there was something rather impressive. Because lets consider for a moment where they actually were. Namely Savage Skull, the very place he was send too, the darkest of guilds. Or so they proclaimed themselves. That place on itself is already dangerous enough, but when you think where it is located then you would realize the hidden power this kid might posses. After all, the dark guild Savage Skull, was located in one of the most inhabitable places in Fiore. Namely the deepest parts of the Spooky Forest. A place that appeared grim mostly all the time, surrounded by endless marshes and bogs. In which unknown creatures lurked, preying on any living thing that might pass by.

'Well Alp' he continued 'Your Papa has send you to the right place. This is my home, this is Savage Skull'

With his arms wide, the torches all around them started to lit up with a purple colored flame. And the entire hall would appear from out the darkness. The grandness with its large pillars going up to support the upper levels which was once again shrouded in darkness. It was grim, yet enticing, macabre yet a great feat of architecture. Grand in its own right, but still so different from a royal palace.

Now how would Harrigan approach this further, after all this kid was a special case. He couldn't be enticed like the usual newcomers. Who came here for a variety of reasons. Some came because they sought power, just to become stronger yet swayed away from the path of righteousness in doing so. Others were after revenge and figured the darkness of Savage Skull could provide that. Others sought riches and didn't want to go the normal means to achieve that goal. And others were just bat shit crazy, psychopaths who said hello, by stepping a fork through your throat and then feast on your entrails.
But not this one, this kid, this Alp was different. New in every way. Which meant he could be molded in a way Harrigan saw fit, he could make him perfect!

'Say Alp... have you eaten anything yet by any chance?'

Alp, or rather Seven, seemed delighted at the fact that he made it to the place known as Savage Skull. Little did he know of this guild's past, but what he did know is that he did what his father asking, lifting a major weight from his back. If he couldn't make it to the place his father wanted, would he ever be able to look him in the eye? The man... Or rather boy shown this glee through a smile that stretched accross his face. However it was after learning that this place was Savage Skull that the true awe surfaced. With the lights and the like turning on in unison like that, Seven thought he was in some sort of dream. However, not ever seeing "fire" before...

"AHH!"

Seven grasped his hand after trying to touch the flame on the torch, the black leather on the glove becoming slightly darker than the rest. He rubbed his palm while Harrigan asked his next question.

"Eat? Papa give me soup! I no have soup... One day? Papa call it... "Dinnah?" You have soup? I want!"

The facade of every food being called "soup" springing up once again as he mentions his father feeding him. Alexander Edwards did in fact simply feed him soup all his life, but because of that Seven never learned what other foods were. Not only that, but Seven ate on Edwards' schedule so he never knew the concept of "hungry." He couldn't satisfy his own hunger, and as such he relied only on Edwards. This reliance on his father to do everything for him may have caused him to come off as rude, but he didn't mean it in any way like that.