Hello hello this will be my first Elsword fic so I apologize in advance for any ooc-ness qq
Classes:
Elsword: Rune Slayer
Aisha: Dimesion Witch
Rena: Wind Sneaker
Raven: Reckless Fist
Eve: Code: Empress
Chung: Deadly Chaser
Ara: Asura
Elesis: Blazing Heart
Eve had always detested traveling. Much less, traveling alone.
Her formerly silky hair was now matted and dirty, strands of silver sticking out in various directions. The exquisite white gown that she once wore was now rumpled and stained with mud. Nonetheless, Eve still stood in a tall, proud, and proper position, unfazed by her seemingly embarrassing appearance. Her face said otherwise, blank and unreadable.
A mystery.
"Ugh. I feel low and absolutely digusting in such a disheveled state."
The Nasod dusted her arms with distaste. She knew that she had no right to complain. After all, she was the one who decided to become a runaway. Her stomach let out a sickening growl and the silverette clutched her stomach, her face twisting with pain. "It's a shame I couldn't bring Oberon and Ophelia with me." The thought of her loyal servants struck Eve with homesickness. But at the same time, the lone idea of returning to her rotten so-called parents made her stomach churn.
Letting out an exaggerated sigh of defeat, Eve briefly reminded herself that she could no longer turn back, that she was free. Perhaps the next village was right ahead. There were bright lights and distant chatter coming from that direction after all.
The runaway traveled no farther than a step when a loud voice rang out, "Hey!"
Eve turned to face the newcomer who was closing in quickly. It was a boy, a red head at that. He had long locks that hung down in the front and a miniature ponytail in the back. The lad had scartlet eyes fixed in a mischevious stare and a bright red tear drop printed right beneath them. A huge grin was plastered onto his face.
His clothing makes him look like an utter fool. No wait, make that his whole apparel. The erstwhile empress couldn't help but mentally comment on the absurd clothing the runt was wearing. A bloody red cape over checkered clothing? No thanks.
The former noble decided to not take interest in the boy that had appeared before her. Turning back to face the lights, the fugitive continued to walk without saying a word. But the boy refused to give up. Darting forward, the novice sidestepped into the girl's view.
"Hey! Don't just ignore me!"
"Please move aside. I do not have time to tend to some street rat."
Unaffected by the words, the boy continued to speak. "Are ya new around here? I haven't seen you around- at least, for the duration that I was here for."
"If you do not have buisiness with me please do not-"
Leaping in front of Eve, the stranger bent his knees, entering a odd looking stance.
"You don't look like someone who'd come out this far into the woods! How do I know? Well your stomach can tell a whole new story!" The kid's grin grew wider and his eyes sparked as if he was proud of himself for making such a lame statement. The maiden stared, eyes wide with disbelief. A light shade of pink began dust her cheeks.
"How... How utterly rude! Absolutely, extremely, unbelievably rude!"
Slap.
"Do you know how disrespectful it is to point something like that out to a lady?! Not to mention, I'm royalty and what are you? A filthy commoner."
The red head studied her up and down. His thoughts were concluded with a snort of disbelief.
"Rightttt..."
Eve was about to deliver another painful slap when the young boy let out a pathetic squeak. "Okay, okay! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just- Just don't hit me again.. okay? I'd like to go back in one piece."
Eve lowered her hand reluctantly. This was a individual that she's never met before. It wouldn't exactly be polite to leave a strangers face in shambles on her first day outside. At least, that's what she thought.
"Well I've got to admit, your stomach did rumble quite loudl-"
Forget it.
Slap.
The red head rubbed his cheek with a pout and muttered, "Geez, I thought I said I was sorry." The pair sat in uncomfortable silence as the male continued to massage his cheeks, attempting to free them from the stinging pain that still lingered. Dropping the topic, the checkered boy scratched his head. Taking a catious step forward, he mock bowed before regaining his usual, peppy attitude upon saying, "Well, I do know where you can get a meal."
Eve raised an eyebrow and snorted softly. "I refuse to follow a complete stranger I met in the middle of the woods to a place I've never even heard of. Not to mention, this certain stranger rudely intru-"
The boy with red locks shook his head vigorously.
"The circus is in town!"