Order Amid Chaos (Open Introduction)

It had been a relatively quiet evening, which was honestly saying a lot. It seemed everyday something new came up that required immediate and swift attention or action. Some of it hadn’t even been imperative, professional situations revolving around the Rune Knights. There had been personal crises and situations arising in his and Serilda’s lives that just continued to push and push. So having a full day and night where nothing too dramatic happened was… a huge relief.

Of course, it wasn’t quite night yet. The sun was slipping past the horizon, streaking bright colors across the sky in a last show of brightness before the dark came. Several of the Rune Knights had changed shifts, the night crew taking positions and rounds as ordered. Yet the Darkness King was still about the headquarters, finishing up a few last errands before he called it a night. With Serilda otherwise occupied, he actually had a free night to himself for once. Honestly, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do.

There was always the obvious course, as the man walking next to him served a cold reminder. Whatever time he could spare had gone into researching the Seals. While Victoria had proven to be effective and useful in certain situations, Lux showed little interest in actually aiding anyone beyond himself unless it was to show off or up. But even if he proved some kind of ally, his constant presence in Mythal’s life was unwanted. The Rune Knight General refused to believe there was no way to remove the curse that tied them to his and Serilda’s family lines.

Lux glanced over at him, suddenly aware he was being stared at. “What?”

“Just wonderin’ if I throw you really far, will you detach yourself automatically?” Mythal shot back. The two of them walked side by side through a hallway, heading towards the front desk. He had some paperwork he needed reviewed by Tomas, the night guard that served in the reception area of the headquarters. He was a good soldier but he lacked effective strength of will. He often found himself wandering the immediate area where he was posted, daydreaming about other things rather than his duty. Mythal figured if he gave him something to do, it would be good training for his concentration.

Imagine his surprise when he arrived in the reception area to find it unmanned. And there was someone standing there, waiting at the desk for help. He rolled his eyes to himself as he approached the front, walking hurriedly behind the desk. “Sorry about that, seems our guard decided to take an impromptu bathroom break,” the Darkness King gave an excuse quickly. Tomas better have gone to the bathroom; if Mythal found him wandering around one of the side halls again… He put that out of his mind quickly as he focused on the woman in front of him. “Name’s Mythal Ragnos, General of the Rune Knights,” he got into it, recalling from his several hours practicing an official introduction. “Is there somethin’ I can help you with? Are you hear to enroll or wishin’ to speak to an officer? Either way, I’m sure I can help ya out.” As he spoke to the woman, Lux planted himself against the nearest wall, leaning against it and watching. At the moment, he had nothing witty to insert into the conversation so he chose to simply remain out of it.

The day felt rather long for her to be having gone a little more out of her comfort zone in order to do a small favor for another of the generals. Of course, it didn't help larger crowds still made her uncomfortable, but she knew she had to not be her usual self in order to be taken seriously. For some reason, a lot of people never took a bunny girl very seriously, which was a little tiresome after a while... And yet, here she was on her way back from a small little teaching lesson for the future recruits. Basic Knights whom had no real magic talents, but more of volunteers looking to serve their country. It was hard to turn that commitment down personally, however it didn't seem to stop a certain someone from neglecting his own duties.

Still, without much else to do, she had given the class the best of her abilities in terms of being a functional teacher for a day. In her best interest, Gisen decided it had been best to take along someone to help her out with.. well people talking. Her longest kept companion and one of her closer friends volunteered before others with the potential for mishap and mayhem could get a chance, it seemed to go without much fail. It also helped that she used topics in which helped make the talking a little easier for her as well.

Once the class was dismissed, the pair headed towards the front desk of the headquarters so she would be able to sign herself out and help Silva run a few small errands before it got too late. The red headed elemental turned a corner where she saw Mythal standing with a stranger. Her cheeks puffed lightly seeing him having a good time while she covered his course. Opening her hand, a carrot popped up in it and she lobbed it, attempting to hit him in his head. The carrot was simply... well a carrot. Nothing special, but she wanted to do something and instead of potentially giving him a concussion hitting him, this seemed like a good opportunity in which she could make a point. "Mythal, you butt!" She yelled loudly in the empty hall, still pouting like a child. What he'd notice is that her uniform coat and pants were not worn, rather the full suit she wore now. Though she'd wait for him before mentioning that.

Mythal had all but forgotten that he had been instructed to teach a class. Probably because the idea of teaching any kind of class was absolutely ludicrous to him. He preferred to teach in the field; taking recruits out onto low tier jobs to get a feel for how the Special Operations branch worked. There were several occasions he had to go and do an instructional course in combat but even that was far from the base idea of a… class. He, himself, hadn’t stepped into an actual classroom in almost ten years. That was if you could count Midian dojos as classrooms, which some would and others wouldn’t.

Apparently someone had the wherewithal to know he would forget and had gone out of their way to ask Gisen to cover for him. It didn’t really matter to the God Slayer because, as stated, he had completely forgotten about it. But unlike Tomas, he hadn’t forgotten his duties when it came to recruits. The woman in front of him was on the younger side, though not nearly as young as some of the recruits. There was an air about her that seemed to read ‘experience’ – as if she had been long involved in the world. That was always a good sign – fresh faced kids coming in to try and become heroes usually had it hardest. This job was a lot easier to swallow when one had been out in the world and seen its grimier parts.

As the woman began to introduce herself as Catrinette, the sound of something sailing through the air caught his attention. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something whistling right towards him. Instinctively he moved back to dodge the nutritional artillery, the carrot spinning right by him and then passing through Lux, hitting the wall he was leaning against and falling to the floor. The Seal scoffed and glanced down at the carrot. “I think you made the rabbit angry,” the Lightbringer commented, stepping off the floor that possessed the carrot and reassigning himself right next to it. Incorporeal or not, he refused to have  carrot be merged with his foot.

The cry of Gisen caught Mythal’s attention as well, his head spinning around to look at the pouting General. The God Slayer just stared at his comrade, confused. “What?” He asked. Was it because he got to the desk before her and was helping the recruit? It wasn’t like Gisen to throw a tantrum over that – it wasn’t like he stole her monster kill or anything. He turned his attention back to Catrinette. “Please excuse General Ceostra, she must have had a long day,” he said pointedly. “Gisen, this is… Catrinette Lockwood?” He attempted. He did have a carrot flung at him when she was trying to introduce himself. “I was just helpin’ her because she wishes to join the Rune Knights.”

“Anyways, Catrinette, the Rune Knights are always welcomin’ new recruits but as a formality, I have to ask; why do you want to join?” It was a fairly basic question that they asked of all recruits, to gauge what they were trying to do. It was the first in a long line of questions, surely, but they could always continue that during the basic tour. And if Gisen was planning on joining them, he would at least have someone else there working as a sounding board – counting that she wasn’t planning on throwing more carrots at him.

Maybe the approach that she had taken wasn’t one at the time. Then again, when was Gisen honesty known for her social prowess? More predominant now than say a year or two ago, but still she had no real way of trying to keep her cool under very few issues. Could she had gone about this any number of ways? Yes. And yet, here she was, slightly annoyed by the course that she had instructed wasn’t entirely as peachy as she had hoped it would have been. In the heat of the moment, she didn’t really think it over before she acted and while some people who knew her couldn’t fully blame her, she had to try a little harder to at least restrain herself. Today could be a little bit of practice, however she would need to really pick and choose her words in a moment.

As the other general turned his head to see the fired up red head, he had semi-revealed the stranger to which she made an awkward entry to. Sure, they were a little bit more relaxed around one another, but the elemental could be a bit awkward around others at times. The carrot she’d thrown at him wizzed by as if he did it from some daily routine or even a regular basis. But her best guess was working in spec ops had you growing eyes in the back of your head in order to do your job well enough to survive this long. She did need to keep that in mind for sure. The laxed look on Mythal’s face wasn’t really something of surprise, since some of them he seemed to just look like he woke up from a nap... and one or more where he actually HAD, however he may have just wanted a quiet place after a long mission. She never judged.

Suddenly, the pouting, glaring face deflated and Gisen tried to calm herself down. Though her arms folded at her chest with some leftover resentment of events, she had to let it go. After hearing of someone wanting to join, it was better to just forgive and forget. ”I’m sorry about that. I just assumed he was alone since I didn’t see you at first...” She looked past Mythal, wanting to give a bit of a sincere apology without trying to seem as though she were butting into their conversation. If Serilda and Silvia helped to teach her anything, it was that inserting one’s self into others conversations was extremely disrespectful, though.. maybe this time wasn’t one of those, she was entitled to think one way or another.

She kept herself quiet and allowed the two of them to finish up, not wanting to interfere any further than she had. In the meantime, a carrot would pop up out of the blue into her hand and as quietly as she could, she’d munch on it until a sudden four legged animal would hop up on the table. The creature had a light creme colored fur while the ears and tail faded into a rich grassy green colored and shaped much like leaves themselves. The creature looked down and saw the line carrot lying on the ground and then to Gisen, shaking its head. ”You’re still upset over that? I thought we agreed you would let it go?” It spoke up in a soft, feminine voice.

Again, the general huffed momentarily from the way she’d been spoken to. ”I’m only upset because the class you were going to teach had the idea to be funny and like, think up some strange ‘accident’ to tear through my uniform and try and hope that like, I had no other clothes on underneath...” Lifting her arms from their folded position, she gave a shrug and then rested one at her side while the other sat at her hip. ”It just sucks for him that like, I had gotten myself ready to go off on a patrol after that class. So like, I got into this thing before instead of my normal get up. It’s ok, I punished him for his attempts~ He won’t be doing that to anyone for like, well ever.” A giggle of victory left her mouth, smirking as finally she began to step forward and extended a hand to Catrinette. ”Anyways, it’s nice to meet you. As General Mythal said, my name is Gisen Ceostra. I’m the general of the Combat Corps. And this over here is Silvia, a good friend of mine!” Avoidant of wanting to steer from some topics of concern, the Sylph simply waved a paw at the raven haired visitor.