WATCHING….
The limousine came to a
complete stop and Tiaiel re-directed her attention to the white
mansion that stood glorious under the morn's holy glow. She could
speak nothing about the mansion except for its majesty. "The
magnificence of a formation of clay and nothing more.." she managed
to murmur, still fixing her eyes upon the pure building. There was a
sound of door opening and closed with a soft shut before finding
herself facing a opened door. Tiaiel gladly allowed herself to be
served by the persocom chauffeur.. "I will be here again to send
you home, Master" the other's voice rang. Tiaiel made no reply as
the limousine drove off.
The black clad girl stood under the
shade of the towering mansion and oversize oak trees. As far as she
is concerned, as long as the oak trees are never stroked by
lightning, the mansion would be safe. Oddly colored eyes allowed
themselves to wander over to the mahogany doors, their golden handle
as if calling for her. Unlike most days, Tiaiel was dressed...
normally, as one would prefer to state. She was wearing a thick
sleeveless, high collared blouse and a fairly short skirt. Also, her
books were matched with a little bit of black socks showing
themselves. As heavy boots caress the land, she opened the grand
doors and close them with a soft click. Casually, she approached the
counter.
"It has been awhile, Akako, Daichoko, Kisho." Tiaiel
watched them from under her shades, before lifting them up and made
it like that of a hair band. Akako rose her head and smiled, tilting
her head to one side.
"Tiaiel-sama. Came here to participate in
the tournament?"
Tiaiel gave no expression. "Depends. I'll be
watching until i see something of interest. Daichiko, if it isn't a
bother..."
"The higher ranking rooms have been ready since
yesterday." came the reply. "Shall we proceed?"
Tiaiel
watched as the persocom strolled out from behind the counter and lead
the Baku to a room down the right corridors before returning back to
the lobby. The Baku offered an insignificant smirk to herself as she
entered into the room, once again greeted by the new-found
magnificence of the place. It was a plain room, once again, big
enough to hold a party in. Lined near the frame less windows were
sofas. And outside, was the deserted view of the arena. "I see..
its time to wait.." she murmured.
From the peaceful serenity that reigned the jade and emerald green forests sorrounding the mansion, a bold, yet soft and sweet purr could be heard emerging and blending with the surrounding natural sounds as cars neared the Mansion. Leading the procession of cars was a Graphite Black Lamborghini Murcielago LP460 with the license plate reading "AN GL-LEKZ", followed by two Titanium White Lamborghini Gallardos.
The Murcielago parked on the green in front of the Mansion's front doors, without obstructing neither the road nor the way for limousines. The Gallardos parked on either side of the Murcielago, and in unison, the rumbling purrs of the italian cars came to a halt. The left gull wing of the Murcielago opened up and Lekz, dressed elegantly in white, New Age Style, came from the vehicle. His white hair gave an elegant, yet sporty look as it appeared to be slightly ruffled by the wind. From the right gallardo, a woman with reddish brown wavy hair and a black cocktail dress came out, while from the left one a man in a black suit came out. Both were young, physically at the age of Lekz, but both gave an air of inexperience when beside the white-clad Angel.
Lekz came into the mansion, closely followed by the other two angels, and casually put his hand into his pant's pocket, taking out a cinammon candy to eat. Casually, as if something he always did, he crumpled the wrapper and stuffed it inside Kisho's cloak, giving a pat on where the wrapper would be behind the cloak.
"Hello, Akako, Daichoko." -He said with a nod to both persocom girls. "Are our rooms ready?"
"Yes, sir." -replied Daichoko softly, and Akako added "Will you participate in the tournament, sir?"
"Hmm.. I believe I won't for the time being. But I might." -He answered as Daichoko patiently waited at the entrance of a corridor for him and his companions to follow her to their rooms. "I'll see you later, girl." -he said, patting Akako's head and stuffing another wrapper from another cinammon candy inside Kisho's cloak.
- Afar from the imponent mansion, the gracefulness of its flowered gardens and the forest that surronded such mansion, an eerie peaceful ring could be heard from afar, as the winds carried it's tune along, giving a certain peaceful state of mind. As one could watch from afar, a figure walked down the trail, which lead to the mansion, wearing an oversized black coat with red trademark clouds covering the whole suit and on his head a sakkat with strips of white paper on its edges, bells hanging down from the sakkat. Adding to the eerie sound emanating from him, a certain foggy like smoke seemed to accompany him on the path he has taking. -
- It was not until he reached the gardens that a sudden gust of wind rose, making the fog that followed him disperse and making his overcoat whip around randomly. Shruging the lad continued on towards the mansion, turning his crimson like orbs towards the gardens which he seemed to admire. "...So graceful, yet green..." He mumbled, slowly tilting his head towards the mansion. He let out a whispering chuckle, as he closed his eyes and opened them again, now revealing a blackish color instead of the crimson one. -
- Getting closer to the front doors with each step he took, he quickly noticed 3 automobiles parked by it. Not giving much attention to these modern day innovations. Shaking his head the lad came closer to the front door, he stretched his hands towards the golden handle for him to open the doors but has he got near it, he door opened by itself for his surprise. Backing off his hand, the lad came into the house. Reaching his left hand towards the sakkat, the lad took it off his head, revealing his black-colored hair and his scratched hairband. With a simple movement of his head, he arranged his hair and took a look at his surrondings. It was a nicely constructed mansion indeed. His presence here was obvious, the lad wanted to test himself against an unknown opponent, so, he took his path towards the one with thick red hair and red eyes. Upon reaching the one in charge, he looked down at her and said: "I would like to...register...for the tournament." Said the lad, closing his blackish eyes for a second just to reopen them now with that crimson color. -