Episode 2: Unlocked
There is nothing that Akkarin liked more than a good bout of rivalry. Since young, Akkarin had believed that rivalry is essential for one to progress. Before he became a novice, he had completed with fellow cousins of the same House. Among them, there was one particular cousin, who was almost as good as he was. Akkarin had a good time trying to outdo him.
"Hmm, he must be having a good time now that I am in the Guild… or will he miss having me as a rival?" Akkarin thought as he returned to the classroom.
Previously, they were all in another room which was close to the classroom. It was there where they were partnered with various magicians to unlock the power within them. Akkarin had found the whole procedure rather easy. It had taken no more then a few minutes. When he exited the room, many of the novices were still trying. Feeling smug with himself, Akkarin began walking towards the classroom. He wondered if he would be able to find a worthy rival here. Someone of similar power strength.
What Akkarin did not expect was that someone was already sitting in the class room when he arrived. He realized with a start that it was the Kyralian boy he had saw looking around during the entrance ceremony. He did look every bit like a goody two shoes, with his robes and neatly worn, his dark hair was neatly combed as well.
He looked like a softie too, his gaze was really gentle.
What really mattered to Akkarin was the power radiating from the boy. It was strong and sharp. Like his. Akkarin smiled to himself. He had just found a suitable rival. He wondered if the boy would mind the rivalry. Surely softies could take a bit of roughing once in awhile.
Lorlen had been pleasantly surprised when he had been the first novice to reach the class. He was quite delighted about it and was even having a good time examining the empty classroom. It felt so peaceful.
The atmosphere changed though, when the second novice entered the class. It became quite tensed, and Lorlen was trying hard not to falter in front of the intense stare of the novice. He had the typical dark Kyralian hair. His long slender fingers were resting at the edge of a table. He also had a really handsome face. Cool and composed. Lorlen could imagine the girls fawning all over him in the days to come.
Though he doubted that they will continue to do so if the novice was to fix everyone he saw with that stare.
"Hi, my name is Akkarin," the novice said coolly.
"Lorlen. It is a pleasure to meet you," Lorlen tried hard not to stammer.
Then there was an awkward silence. It was (thankfully), broken by a group of six novices who entered the room together.
"Wow, you guys are fast," exclaimed one of them.
The intense stare had vanished from Akkarin's face.
"Well, I guess we were," he replied smoothly. Lorlen was glad that the whole staring thing was over… hw wondered though, if that intense look was meant just for him. It did not look as if Akkarin wanted to make him an enemy, so what exactly was it that he really wanted? Lorlen had no idea. Perhaps time would tell.
Author's notes: 2nd episode up. Still quite boring, I promise more action in later episodes XD The beginning of Akkarin and Lorlen's rivalry!!!!!