Mischan Improbable

Truthfully, Mischa wasn’t quite sure what to make of the rather unusual fellow. Tony was a friendly guy or that was the impression that the newest Rune Knight had of him but she had to admit that there was something a little off about him. She’d never come across a guy like him before and the black haired young woman found it difficult to follow his train of thought. He jumped from one topic to the next so swiftly and it seemed that he was constantly describing every move that he and his sister made. She couldn’t help but think that maybe he’d taken a whack to the head or something although she kept that opinion to herself. The last thing she wanted to do was to cause issues with her fellow knights, especially after they’d been so welcoming and had allowed her to join, despite where she’d come from. It meant a lot to her and Mischa and she would do her utmost to prove that they were right to put their faith in her.

Brit seemed to be the far more level headed of the two and Mischa couldn’t help but feel that she had quite the task when it came to keeping her brother on course, so to speak. She could understand the struggle, having several brothers of her own or at least used to. The connection that had once been between herself and them had now been completely severed, from the moment she’d left her homeland.

Looking up as Brit spoke to her, Mischa couldn’t help but smile and joke in reply. “Don’t worry about it. At least he’s a kind weirdo.”

She was in such high spirits and had been ever since her application had been approved. It felt like all of that tension and unease that she’d been feeling had melted away into nothing. Normally, she never spent much time looking at herself in the mirror but the moment she’d received her uniform, that’s exactly what she’d spent ten minutes doing after putting it on.

Turning to Tony, she’d then say. “I gave the dossier a thorough read through although I must admit that I don’t know all that much about this town or most of the others in Fiore in fairness. I haven’t been here all that long and I’m still getting used to the place. It’s certainly a lot nicer on the eyes though and a hundred times better than the dump that I once called home.” Mischa would have used the term shithole but for the sake of politeness, she managed to avoid using that turn of phrase.

“So what do we know about this Major that we’re going to be working with?” She then asked the pair. “The dossier was a little vague on that one detail.” The black haired woman couldn’t help but be curious and was looking forward to both meeting the Major and getting to work. She just hoped that she wouldn’t make a complete ass of herself.

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The Pergrande native did her best to pick out the useful information from Tony’s description although it wasn’t the easiest task. Since it was one that she’d need to learn as a Rune Knight anyway though, Mischa actually appreciated the practice. She was kind of surprised that he and Brit were able to work so well together, given the fact that she appeared to be constantly making fun of him. Still, she couldn’t help but find their chemistry quite charming in its own way and she hoped that one day she’d be able to find a partner to team up with regularly too. There was much that she was still adapting to in Fiore and there was no denying that she felt a little isolated. She knew that it was only natural and she’d do everything in her power to make friends but for the moment, Mischa couldn’t help but feel a tad anxious at times.

She dutifully followed the pair as they made their way towards the Rune Knight outpost in the town. Not knowing her way around, Mischa made no effort to try and lead the way or anything like that, knowing full well that she’d probably mess it up. The town looked rather nice though and the gaze of the newest Knight more than once began to wander. It was so refreshing to be out in the wider world and the young woman was more than ready to use her skills for the right reasons. A year ago, she’d have said that fighting for her homeland was the only reason but now? Well, that just wasn’t true. Fighting for Pergrande was selling your soul to the devil, a fact that she knew first hand.

As they entered the building and ascended, Mischa began to feel a little nervous about meeting the Major. Her recruitment might have ended up going far better than she’d thought but she was unsure as to how other members of the faction would react to her background. There were moments where she thought that she might have been almost making fun of those around her accidentally. Of course that wasn’t her attention but the thought did bug her from time to time. The only way of getting rid of it was through her actions and she knew it.

When the lift reached the fifth floor and the trio exited, her gaze naturally was drawn to the woman who was sitting behind the desk. She looked awfully young for a Major but the black haired teenager wasn’t one to judge, nodding her head to confirm her identity when Aria introduced herself. “A pleasure to meet you too, Ma’am, I’m Mischa Amasova. I’ve only just recently joined the Rune Knights and am new to Fiore in general if I’m honest with you. I was born and bred in Pergrande, as much as I wish I wasn’t and I hope that I can do some good as a member of this faction. I’m not a mage as such, as I use a suit that’s charged by my body rather than magic to fight but if you need someone to break down a door, I’m your Knight.” She tried to use humour to ease her own nervousness but had no idea if she’d been successful.

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