I do not own Elsword, or any of the characters here.
Current Classes:
Elsword: Rune Slayer
Aisha: Elemental Master
Raven: Veteran Commander
Chung: Tactical Trooper
Eve: Code Empress
Rena: Grand Archer
One last detail:
Italics are when Elsword's . . . adventurous side is talking
Bold is when Elsword's negati-er-sensible, side steps in
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Aisha stomps down the market square, glaring at every poor soul in sight, and wordlessly threatening to trample anyone foolish enough to cross her path. Elsword notices her (who wouldn't?) and dives behind a conveniently placed barrel. He knows what's made the girl so mad. It's something that makes every young bachelor break out into a cold sweat.
C'mon, you coward. Buy the **** ring and get it over with. You've survived her fireballs for almost four years now, what's the rest of your life? And now that you're a Rune Slayer, you can not only take it, you give it right back to her!
Don't be an idiot, Elsword. That chic's insane. And remember the last time she had a temper tantrum? The woman made Raven look like a little lost kitten! Dump her while you still have your head.
She has good qualities. Aisha's helping hunt for the El, isn't she?
Sure she is, while barbequing everything that moves!
Look budd-
"Yeah, this could go on for years. I think I'll go talk to the expert."
. . .
Raven nearly falls off his tree branch upon waking up to find El approximately four inches from his nose.
When the commander's eyes eventually settle back into their sockets, he asks what in heaven's name Elsword thinks he's doing. The Rune Slayer plops on the end on the branch, sighs, and gives his friend the short version of his plight. He gets the surprise of his life when Raven starts to chuckle. This time it's El who nearly falls out of the tree.
"I'm glad to see you find the possible annihilation of an entire city (or more) so funny. Ya gonna help me out or be jointly responsible for-"
"Alright, alright, I get your picture. Kids these days . . ."
"Don't go Aisha on me now! Anyways, can you please cut the comedy and tell me how you proposed?"*
The Vet Commander stares off into the distance, a wry smile crossing his lips. How had he proposed to Seris*? With shaking voice and buckling legs! He, the commander of the Crow Mercenary Knights had been scared out of his wits!
Raven can only imagine how Elsword must feel. Working up the courage to ask what was one of the most wonderful women in the world? Not too terrible a task. But Aisha, of all people? That would take a little while.
An impatient Elsword waves his hand in front of the dazed commander, Raven blinks while his expression turns stern*. He asks El if he's absolutely sure about tying the knot with Aisha. "This is something that will affect you the rest of your life. You'll either gain a mate, or, if it ends badly, and Elemental Master out for your head."
Sufficient to say, this does nothing for the Rune Slayer's confidence.
. . .
Kid really knows how to ask for a favor, don't he?*
No, I looked it up, that IS her real name.**
Otherwise known as Raven's default mode.***
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This story brought to you via too much reading of Miss Manners' marriage section in "the Guide to Excruciatingly Correct Behavior".