Thread: You've Got Your Arms Wide, and Sin in Your Eyes (Daunte and Potter)

Ciri frowned at the male who warned her to put her sword away. Of course no one would want her armed. They never did. That didn't mean she was going to simply sheath her blade though in foreign lands. When she heard the people who began flowing out of the building though she let loose an exasperated sigh before placing her sword back in it's holster across her back. The warrior felt naked without her weapon in her hand, but she was at least comforted by the fact that she hadn't been asked to give it a way. Finally the pair who had been unwittingly put together got the name of the person who had decided to be so uncharacteristically generous in assisting them. A lot of what he said didn't make sense, but both girls could agree that Michael seemed like a nice guy. He seemed really hung up on the whole cosplaying and character thing to which neither of them really understand to a measurable degree. It just didn't make sense the way he was talking about it. I don't really get what you're on about with the characters and cosplay, but it's nice to meet you Michael. I know my stories are fairly widespread nowadays, but I didn't think famous would be the word used to describe them, the ashen haired girl mused thoughtfully, offering the friendly male a warm smile as she brushed her hair from obscuring her vision. Emerald gems scanned over him multiple times to see what she could glean from his body language, but unfortunately she didn't pick up on anything other than his outgoing attitude. Weiss on the other hand interjected with a smug look upon her face at his words confirmed her earlier suspicions. He was a student after all! Ha, I knew it! she said excitedly before looking around sheepishly upon realizing her outburst. The ivory huntress of ice took a moment to clear her throat before continuing. This is a school, and you're a student! This isn't anywhere near Beacon or the other big schools I've been to though. Where are we? she asked with a matter-of-fact questioning tone to her high pitched voice which contrasted quite heavily with Ciri's more mature one. Ciri instead took Michael's hand delicately like she'd learned was proper of a lady, even if the warrior of the elder blood was far from it. That sounds wonderful. Hopefully you'll be able to help me, or I suppose us, figure out what's going on, the athletic female agreed with another inviting smile. Cirilla was well acquainted with the social asspects of the world and it was one of the things she enjoyed about adventuring, even when it was forced for reasons that didn't involve exploring. Meeting new people was always a pleasure. Weiss's eyes flicked to see that Ciri had taken the male's hand and she rolled her eyes at the scene. As if she, Weiss Schnee, was going to take the hand of this guy simply because he'd offered to help them. Still though she wasn't going to turn down the offer for assistance. A huge part of her was scared that she was alone in a place she didn't recognize, but the huntress did her best to hid the fear in her eyes. Yeah that sounds fair. Lead on, she agreed, although it came out as a little bit demanding in the way her voice fell.