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Turns out today was a day not in the Anime or novel, as far as Mark was concerned. Classes followed soon after their meeting with the headmaster Osmond, but not before breakfast which Mark was forced to sit on the floor, and eat the leftovers. Which honestly never really bothered Mark, as much as he thought it would. The leftovers were good, albeit a bit on the lesser side with it only being a loaf of bread. Still Mark didn't complain, after all not much bothered you after working through an Australian summer.
The only mishaps Mark could gather was the rumour of Mark being a noble of some sort. With many believing the whisky to be some kind of potion. And Kirche, and Tabitha. As suspected they came over to tease Louise. "My my Louise, you know it is very improper to treat your familiar in such a way," Said Kirche, while looking at me like a piece of meat. 'oh boy that's not what you want.'
And so, it began. "The way I treat my familiar is none of your concern Zerbst, so why don't you go and bother someone else for a change."
Kirche acted shocked by this declaration, by placing a hand over her heart, and adding a melodramatic gasping motion. "Louise I'm truly hurt, I thought we were on good terms," silence ensued, as Kirche's face took on a more, sultry look; 'please no'. It turned out, Marks prayers were left unanswered as Kirche responded, "or maybe your just into that kinky kind of stuff. I know of that riding crop you carry around."
At this heads were turned mostly in shock, while others just laughed at the possibility. Louise however wasn't fairing any better, as her head was red as a tomato and ready to explode. Standing up so fast Louise's chair clattered to the floor. "W-what! How dare you insinuate such a thing. He's nothing but a dog, hell he wouldn't even know how to act in an actual relationship."
Quirking an eyebrow at that Kirche completely ignored Louise, and bent down towards Mark emphasising her voluptuous chest. "Well if that's the case then you wouldn't mind me scooping him up, would you now?"
Standing in between us Louise stopped Kirche's advances. Which in all honesty made Mark feel slightly displeased, strangely enough. "Kirche don't you even think about it, if I so much as hear a whiff of you flirting then I'll-"
"you'll what?" interrupted Kirche, instantly silencing Louise's retort.
With a lack of response Kirche took that as motive enough to proceed, despite Louise's abashed responses as she nudged past her. Kneeling down to Mark, Kirche rested his chin gently on her hand. 'Now this was completely new' thought Mark.
"If you feel hungry, don't be shy to drop by my place. I'm just across the hall after all," Spoke Kirche in a silky voice. Well shit, Mark swore his heart just skipped a beat, damn she was good. He'd have to keep his guard up, Honestly Mark figured all he had to do with Kirche was just wait it out. Well until she finds an interest in Colbert which was kind of disturbing in Marks opinion.
Still this was probably going to be a real challenge till then, but what scared Mark was what if things went differently. This kind of meeting never happened in the series, and honestly Mark was starting to realise, Kirche may be more seductive then in the series. If that was the case, then Mark had a long arduous path ahead of him.
With Marks lack of response, he realised to late, as Kirche lightly pecked him on the lips. At that moment, Marks mind went into overdrive. All Mark could think of at that moment was alarms blaring with little Marks running, and screaming with arms flailing in the air. "Code red! I repeat Code red! This is not a drill people!"
Finally returning back to reality Mark realised Kirche, and Tabitha were gone. Which was not good for him, as it left him with a furious Louise.
The rest of the day resulted in, Mark being forced by his master to sit with the other familiars. Which actually was something he planned to do. As befriending the other familiars could very well be beneficial. Also, he needed to find a weakness to Flame, Kirche's familiar. So when the time came he could hopefully stop… it? Wait was it a boy or a girl? Shaking his head from that thought Mark got back on track. I'll deal with that later, but first things first.
This train of thought lead to his current predicament of staring Flame down. In which the fire salamander just looked at Mark curiously. This also caught Sylphid's attention, as she too looked down curiously at the strange phenomenon.
'Now what could I use, as lee way. In order to stop Flame from dragging me into Kirche's room?' thought Mark. 'Perhaps a treat maybe? No that wouldn't work he can't understand me, and I don't want to give away to much about Sylphid just yet?' Sitting back down in a cross legged pose Mark put on his Mr thinker expression. 'Maybe I could befriend him, so much that he would betray its master for me,' shrugging the thought off as soon as it arrived Mark continued, 'a sensitive spot could that work?' Shrugging his shoulders Mark conceded it was better than any other ideas he had.
Slowly edging his hand towards flame, it leaned in to accept the offered hand. 'well so far so good,' thought Mark. Scratching Flame underneath his chin didn't give off a drastic change, so moving further towards his neck, Mark noticed Flame seemed to relax a bit more at that. Knowing Mark was getting close he moved up Flames neck, towards just where the head met the neck. That was the spot where Mark felt a jagged scale slightly poking out of the skin. Apparently poking that spot was a bad decision, as Flame instantly froze and just laid down.
Flame wasn't moving, that was not a good sign. Going into a slight panic Mark tried for a pulse, noticing it was still their Mark let go a sigh of relief. Much more to Marks relief, Flame recovered from what seemed to be temporary paralyses. Yep Mark was definitely not risking that again, despite Marks fear of Kirche he actually liked flame. Honestly who wouldn't it was more or less a Charmeleon for crying out loud.
'Well that didn't go great' thought Mark, as he ended up hugging Flame and apologizing profusely. Flame for all pretence, and purposes just seemed… well unsure of the whole situation. As it tried desperately to free itself from Marks grasp. Realizing this Mark let Flame go, and instead proceeded to scratch its chin. Flame seemed to appreciate that, if the growl of appreciation was anything to go by.
It would seem Mark would just have to toughen up, and plow through the issue with Kirche. The sound of squeaking wheels garnered Marks attention, as he saw the maid Siesta struggling to push a cart of sweets. Apparently, the wheels kept on getting hitched between the cobblestone pathways, a minor annoyance for sure, but still this was Marks chance to fight Guiche.
Besides it's not like he could just leave her like that anyway. Giving flame a final pat on the head, and a simple goodbye, Mark walked towards Siesta. "You need help with that umm…," Mark just put on a fake laugh, as a disguise to found out her name without rising too much suspicion, "sorry about that, stupid of me to ask without knowing your name huh? My names Mark by the way," said Mark as he extended his hand for a shake.
Taking his hand tentatively in her own Siesta responded, "oh no there's no need to introduce yourself, everyone knows about Louise's familiar named Mark, who had a concoction that made the headmaster drunk," despite that unusual introduction she continued with a smile, "anyways my names Siesta."
Mark didn't know how to respond, he would really have get on top of these rumours. Laughing awkwardly at the introduction Mark spoke albeit reluctantly, "geez nice to know I made a good first impression huh," joked Mark.
Siesta just giggled at that, as Mark proceeded to grab the food trolley from her. Despite her protests, Mark insisted he helped, which lead her to finally relenting. Along the way they simply had an idle chat, and from it Mark realised the number of rumours going around the school about him. Some called him a noble, while others thought he was a thief who stole a potion, hell there was even one who said he was an alcoholic. Sadly, that one Mark could understand, as he arrived drunk, yep definitely not a good first impression.
Despite that however Siesta seemed to not judge Mark for it. She laughed at all of Marks jokes even the ones that weren't really funny, but somehow it made her come off smelling like a rose. In other words, she was the ultimate girl next door. Attractive but not to attractive, and she just had a simple way about her that made her easy to get along with. Mark was stumped, and to think she was going to be sold off to that damn Count Mott, he had to really plan ahead for that one too.
Stopping at the nobles eating area Mark proceeded to help Siesta hand out the goods. Once again, she protested, but once again Mark refused. Sadly though, as Mark was preparing to walk over to Guiche he was interrupted by Kirche calling him over. As much as he knew how rude it would seem Mark ignored her, gaining him surprised stares here, and there. All Mark knew was that he had a bad feeling that this was bite him in the ass later. He just knew it.
Walking over to Guiche he placed the cake down he ordered, but it was kind of unwelcome, as he was arguing with Montmorency.
"who is she Guiche! Tell me who's the second year you've been dating behind my back."
"Mon-Mon I don't know what you're talking about, you should know you're the only rose for me."
Mark resisted the urge to roll his eyes, how anyone could fall for this imbecile was beyond Mark. And much to Marks amazement Montmorency fell for it hook line and sinker.
"Is that so, then just tell me why have you been avoiding me then?"
At that Guiche took a step back, causing a letter to fall out, finding his chance Mark bent over to pick it up. "Um excuse me its seems you dropped this by accident," said Mark while tapping him on the shoulder, "damn commoner that is not mine," responded Guiche.
"What are you talking about It dropped from you back pocket."
"You lie commoner."
Before Mark could respond a familiar bob of brown hair came into view, it was Katie. At the site of her Guiche went deathly pale. Realising this Montmorency snatched the letter from my hand, and started reading it. Slowly but surely much to Guiches protesting she read, and with each passing second her hands clutched the paper threatening to split it in two.
Right after finishing to read it Katie arrived, "hello I know you told me to wait Guiche, but I just couldn't help myself."
Upon hearing this Montmorency got angry. "Guiche you have been seeing someone behind my back!"
Katie also didn't take this to well either, as she responded, "Guiche what is she talking about, and why does she have my love letter for you."
And with that all hell broke loose, there was shouting, there was wine thrown, and a playboy's face was slapped twice, good times.
Waiting for his response didn't take long however, as Guiche pointed his rose wand at Mark. "You commoner how dare you make two maidens cry, for that I challenge you to a duel. You must learn your place."
Hearing this Siesta tried to desperately dissuade Mark by telling him that a Commoner can't win against a noble. Which Mark just ignored, "hey mate it's not my fault you were two-timing, besides this'll be a good chance for me to show you some proper manners."
At that Siesta went deathly pale, and silence was prominent throughout the area, as everyone looked at Mark like he was completely insane. Guiche however was completely full of rage at what I just said. "Very well commoner after that accusation, it is really necessary for me to put you in your place." And with that Marks fate was sealed.
An hour later an entire crowd had surrounded the fighting combatants. Though the crowd started to part, as Louise barged on through. "Mark you listen to me this instant, as your master I order you to stop this nonsense. You can't possibly beat a noble."
Looking at her Mark rose an inquisitive brow, and let out a cocky smirk. "Don't worry Louise trust me I'll be fine. Besides if I don't then pretty boy over here sure isn't going to learn to treat woman with the proper respect."
Louise was taken aback by this, Louise didn't expect him to be fighting for an actual cause. When Siesta rushed to tell Louise of the idiocy of her familiar, she thought it was just that idiocy. Still just because he was fighting for something, still didn't mean it wasn't stupid. Despite how noble the cause, it still was completely unheard of for a commoner to beat a noble.
Despite that Mark still completely ignored her telling Louise everything was alright. Mark also kept telling Louise that I'm your familiar so everything should be fine. Finally having enough of his stupidity. Louise turned her frustration towards Guiche.
"Guiche you can't do this, please he doesn't know what he's saying. Besides duels are forbidden."
Waving his rose wand dramatically, Guiche responded, "Louise that is duels are forbidden between nobles, not commoners. Besides you heard firsthand how rude he is to his betters. If anything, he brought it on himself."
Looking at Louise Mark decided to reassure her, "don't worry I'll be fine. Please just have some faith in me."
Sighing reluctantly Louise backed off. "very well, just promise me you'll be ok." Letting a smirk to grace Marks features he rubbed Louise's hair, much to the latters chagrin.
Looking back towards Guiche who had a superior grin on his face, Mark prepared himself. Mark knew how this was going to go down, so Mark just waited for Guiche to summon his golems.
"I am Guiche de gramont, and my runic name is Guiche the Bronze. Prepare yourself Commoner," said Guiche. As Guiche proceeded to wave around his wand dramatically, and allowed several petals to drop to the ground. Whereas several Valkyrie golems erupted from the ground, with weapons.
Mark acted surprise even though he expected this, now time to enact his plan to not get beaten to a pulp. "Wait! Hold on you didn't say anything about golems. Hell, you haven't even at least given me a weapon to defend myself."
Guiche just laughed at his accusation seeing it, as a sign of weakness. "Not so cocky now are you commoner, but your right even ungrateful swine should have a means of defence. After all I'm not a barbarian such, as yourself."
Tossing fourth a rose that landed at his feet, Mark was surprised, as instead of a sword was a small dagger no bigger than a finger. At this the rest of the crowd laughed at the joke Guiche pulled. Completely ignoring this Mark laughed inwardly definitely different alright, just great. Picking up to grab the dagger Mark felt his left hand burn slightly, upon contact with the weapon. Mark felt lighter, faster, and stronger it was surreal.
At that moment, all the golems charged fourth spears, and swords at the ready. The first one to reach Mark had a sword preparing for a swiping motion. In which he easily ducked the weapon, and stepped sideways grabbing the sword, Mark spun the Valkyrie around with the sword still tightly clutched in its hand. Chucking it towards another Valkyrie, while Mark also yanked the sword out of its hand with pure force, right as the two golems smashed upon impact.
Mark winced at that, he was going to feel that, as soon as he let go of his weapons. Deciding to take it easy from now on Mark charged forward, tossing his dagger towards another golem heading towards him, leaving a dent in the womanly figures chest plate halting it for a second. Taking chance of that moment Mark leaped forward and grabbed the spear of the second downed Valkyrie. Spinning on his heel Mark tossed the spear at the dented Valkyrie completely demolishing the head, with it soon after falling down.
Three down, three to go. It was also at this moment Mark realised no matter what, he was going to feel mass exhaustion after this. Mark had to end this now, and the only way to do that was attack the master.
Looking back at Guiche Mark noticed he was preparing to summon more Valkyries. Charging forward Mark dodged the sword swing directed at him, and stabbed his sword at the opposing Valkyries foot, while once again yanking the Valkyries sword away from its hands repeating the same process with the last two, Mark pushed on forward. Realizing Guiche had already tossed several petals, Mark quickly slashed the petals before they dropped. And charged towards him, Sparta kicking him onto the ground Mark quickly pointed the sword to Guiche's throat. "Do you yield."
"Y-yes I yield," said Guiche while fainting.
Looking back at the crowd they appeared unsure of what just happened. Glancing at Louise he shouted at her, "hey master! You coming or what."
And with that he walked forward, with the crowd parting before him, and Louise following quickly after.
when they were finally out of sight, the crowd of nobles started to chatter between themselves. Within it two unique ones with red, and blue hair spoke up.
"Wow Tabitha, so what do you think of that huh?"
"strange."
Kirche just stared at her friend, and shrugged her shoulders. "I know right, who knew the cutie Mark was a fighter like that."
Shaking her head Tabitha responded, "planned to provoke Guiche."
At this Kirche looked back at her friend, surprised at her accusation. "What do you mean Tabitha, why would he want to provoke a noble?"
Nonchalantly shrugging her shoulders, Tabitha responded with a book back in her face, "ignored you, noticed you. Went to Guiche with which Mark had no previous affiliation with. Just odd is all."
Kirche just simply blinked her eyes several times, in honest surprise. After all it was pretty rare to see the usually stoic girl talk that much, if ever at all. "Really is that all Tabitha, how interesting. Mark you sure are full of mysteries. This shall be a great conquest indeed."
Unexpectedly though Tabitha spoke up again, "unusual power seems to be related to weapon handling."
"Oh, really Tabitha, so what your saying is he originally planned to be given a weapon."
Shrugging Tabitha replied with an indifferent tone, "perhaps, just a theory."
Smiling to herself Kirche looked back at Mark, and Louise's retreating back. At that moment Kirche realised Mark never let go of his sword. Smiling to herself a thought entered her mind, 'let's put that theory to the test, shall we.'
The whole entire way to Louise's dorm room, Mark had to listen to his masters constant badgering. "what was that!?" being the most prominent one. In response Mark just showed his Glowing familiar Mark to Louise, who just stared in shock at it. "it's simple really, I was hoping your familiar mark would give me a power up of some sort."
Louise was not buying that for a second, "wait so let me get this straight. You told me to have faith in you, and in the end, you were hoping upon a miracle my mark would somehow save you?"
Nodding Mark's head, he once again ruffled Louise's hair, much to her frustration. "There you go I knew you'd understand," said Mark while walking off like everything was alright with the world.
Stomping her foot on the ground Louise ran up, and blocked Marks path. Pointing her finger accusingly at Marks chest Louise berated her familiar, "listen here you, let's get some things straight alright. One I'm your master, you do as I say. Two I don't know what backwater place you came from, but you need to learn some serious etiquette. And three no pulling of that kind of reckless stunt again understand, the only reason you survived was by pure chance."
All Mark did was smile down at her, despite all of Louise's more or less bad quirks she still had a kind heart. You know deep, deep, deep, deeeeep down. Nodding at her words Mark decided to listen to her just this once. Besides Mark was going to need her help soon enough.
The rest of the trip was Louise threatening Mark with the riding crop if he disobeyed her. Which was actually a pretty dangerous threat. Considering Mark would prefer an explosion than that, spoke volumes of his mental state right now.
Mark figured it was probably along the lines of the explosion just getting it over with, but the riding crop just drew out the punishment. Still it was an explosion, and as a result was probably not going to end like in the Anime or novel. Thinking of it like that sent a shiver down Marks spine, on second thought it didn't matter what punishment it was, he was dead either way.
Opening the door to Louise's room Mark instantly headed towards his hay bale. "Now Louise for reasons I can't explain. I get the strong feeling I'm going to be utterly exhausted after letting go of my sword, so night night," This was the only response Mark gave, as the weapon dropped from his hand, and he collapsed. The last thing Mark heard was the frightened screaming of Louise, it was strange why did it make him feel so bad?
Waking up Mark felt something soft underneath him, which was odd as Mark remembered sleeping on the floor. Opening his eyes Mark realised he was on a bed, looking over at Louise at her desk he noticed what happened. Smiling to himself Mark reminisced on what Louise did, she must of dragged him onto her bed, while she slept at the desk.
Forcing himself out of bed Mark stood up, but quickly regretted it as a sense of dizziness swept over him. Quickly overcoming it Mark walked over to Louise, and noticed how cute she looked 'shame she has to wake up' mused Mark. Ignoring that Mark lifted her up gently in a bridal carry, and tucked her in her own bed. Subconsciously Mark pushed a piece of strawberry hair behind one of her ears, at that Mark froze. What was he doing, it was at this moment Mark truly realized how attached he was becoming.
What truly terrified Mark was that this was from only one day. He needed to get home, home at that realization Mark realised he couldn't remember his parents name. Scrunching Marks eyes shut, it came to him after a while, but still the thought terrified him. How could he forget not only his fathers, but also his mothers. Quickly grabbing onto the pale green harmonica around his neck, Mark let go of a breath he never realised he was holding. Not only that, but he had also completely forgotten about the instrument.
Mark needed to get out he needed some air. Quickly glancing back at Louise's sleeping form Mark sneaked out, and down the stairs. Not realizing someone watching him descend the stairs from the shadows.
Before he knew it, Mark found himself by a fountain splashing his face with the water. Realising very quickly that it wasn't working, Mark slumped down onto the ground. He was cold from the water, and the cool night breeze wasn't helping. Despite it all he wasn't going to cry… he wasn't- damn it all. What was he kidding Mark was in a strange land. His family was being forgotten, he quickly forgot about the marks secondary effect. Making the person more subservient by supressing their memories.
Looking at his left hand he cursed at it, as much good it would do. Mark was so excited about the power, he forgot it was also a curse. The runes however didn't respond to his remarks, of course it didn't, why would it? Closing his eyes Mark tried to focus, how did they fix this problem with Saito. He couldn't remember no matter how hard Mark tried the memory kept slipping from him. It was sort of like a slippery object, as soon as Mark got a hold of it it instantly slipped, and faded away.
Opening his eyes once again in fury Mark glared at the familiar runes. They didn't want him to remember how. He knew it was the mark, as unlike his previous memories they came back albeit with some effort. But with this one Mark knew it was there but it kept on slipping. Why was it doing this, he needed to fix this problem and fast.
Letting out a resonated sigh Mark slouched, it was official he was rock bottom. It was at this moment Mark wished he had his whisky. Strangely enough that thought made him smile, but realised it was probably the depression talking.
So lost in his own thoughts Mark never realized the footsteps heading toward him, before it was too late. Looking up Mark noticed the concerned face of the maid Siesta. "You alright Mark, you're not hurt or anything are you?"
Mark just laughed at that, funny thing was he probably needed Siesta right about now. Patting the grass next to him Mark motioned for Siesta to take a seat. Nodding her head she complied, and sat next to him.
"Hey siesta, can you keep a secret?"
Said maid just Looked at Mark unsure of how to respond, in the end all she did was nod as a sign of yes. Taking this as a sign to continue Mark spoke up, "Siesta do you believe in other worlds?"
Siesta went wide eyed at the question to say she was confused, would be putting it lightly. All Mark did was laugh at her facial response, it was quite amusing actually. In reply Siesta let out a pout of annoyance, which only made Mark laugh harder.
Wiping some of the tears out of his eyes, Mark tried to desperately control his uncontrollable laughing shakes. After what felt like ages Mark got himself under control, and continued speaking, "What I'm trying to say Siesta is that I'm from another world. How I know this is that we only have one moon, and its white."
Mark smirked at Siesta's response, she was looking at Mark like he grew a second head, and honestly he couldn't blame her. "I know how crazy this sounds, but it's the truth. The most troubling thing is realising that you, and your family and friends are worlds apart."
Siesta just looked at Mark sympathetically, finally getting a basis of why he was so down. Giving Mark a reassuring squeeze on his shoulder, Siesta spoke up, "you know Mark you always seemed odd, now I see why. Especially when you decided to fight Guiche in a duel I was so worried, but after watching you fight I didn't know why I was so worried," Pausing a bit to ponder her next words she continued, "well if it's any consolation you'll always be welcome in the staff kitchen. Ever since your victory over Guiche the workers have been calling you 'their sword.'"
Mark smiled at that, he had almost forgot about that. Well it would be good to get to know the common folk, it'd sure be a nice change of pace from the nobles. "That's sounds nice maybe I'll drop by for some leftovers. If the mere bread I'm having is anything to go by, the chef would be like a god."
Siesta stifled a laugh at that, the simple idea of the chef Marteau being a god just seemed so ridiculous. The maid imagined him on clouds holding a ladle high, and rays of light with church choir singing in the background.
Realising her laugh Mark found himself joining her. Siesta's laugh just seemed so natural, and if Mark was being honest that was the beauty of it.
Losing track of time Siesta, and Mark chatted away. There was nothing particular about it just a simple chat, it was nice. Finally realising the time Mark, and siesta finally went their separate ways.
"Mark! Don't be a stranger drop by the kitchen anytime!"
Mark just nodded his head at that, as he waved farewell back at Siesta.
Walking back up the stairs to Louise's room, Mark felt a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders. It was amazing what a simple friendly chat could do for the human condition. Turning a corner in the corridor Mark noticed flame at the other end of the hall. 'Oh please no not now.'
And just like that it was also amazing how fast despair could come back. Before Mark could respond Flame charged towards him. Mark was surprised by the salamander's speed, how it managed to charge like that on its stubby legs was quite a sight to behold. Quickly snapping out of his reverie Mark did the first thing that came to mind, and oddly enough the good old Crocodile Dundee stand down manoeuvre worked, well for like a couple seconds. As Flame quickly recovered from the strange sight, and started dragging him along. Damn it Hogan you lied to me, why!?
Quickly stopping Flames tugging Mark put his hands up in surrender. "Fine I'm coming, no need to get aggressive, lead the way." Recognizing the gesture of Marks hands Flame nodded his head in acceptance, and waddled along. Only turning around every, so often just to make sure I was still following. Credit where credit was due Flame was incredibly loyal, that's for sure.
Finally arriving at Kirche's door, Mark had half a mind to bolt for Louise's room, but he doubted Flame would allow him. Was it hot in here what the hell is with this suspense. Banging on the door caught Marks attention, as Flame budged the door open, and waited for me to enter. Reluctantly I agreed, and right after Flame slammed the door shut. Oddly he swore he heard the door lock, that is not a good sign.
Turning Back around the candlelit room, Mark noticed Kirche standing in the centre of the room wearing her purple lingerie. Her arms were crossed accentuating her bosom, while a hand also held her wand. Yep she definitely locked the door, this was bad.
What made it worse was how the moonlight complemented her figure amazingly. It was like looking at a goddess. She must of noticed his staring, as she rose her wand to her lips. Which coming from her was quite attractive.
Soon after she waltzed on over towards Mark swaying her hips suggestively, as she did so. When she was right in front of him, Mark took a reluctant step back. That was a mistake, as she pounced. Wrapping her arms gently around Mark, kirche whispered right in Marks ear. "Hello darling, you know its rude to ignore a lady." Gently nibbling Marks ear to get the full point across, Mark quickly pushed back, and pushed Kirche away. Surprise was evident in her eyes, as they went wide from the action, until finally turning excited. Licking her lips Kirche once again waltzed on forward, but just before she arrived at Mark. A voice interrupted her "Kirche I'm here- wait what what's he doing here."
"Not now later," said Kirche impatiently, as she blasted the person out of the window. Finally looking back at me she continued, "sorry about that minor distraction-"
"Kirche! What is the meaning of this," said another poor sap, as he too was blasted away. That time she didn't even bother, and just blasted him. "Now where were we-"
"Kirche! You said tonight was our night," said the three Omego's, sadly this time I heard Kirches growl of frustration, as she shouted out her next words, "flame!"
Poor bastards never stood a chance, with that out of the way Kirche looked back at Mark. "Now where were we-" kirche stopped mid-sentence once again, as she realised Mark was no longer where he once was. The banging of the door caught Kirche's attention, as she watched Mark with one foot on the door. And my was he pulling, Kirche just decided to bide her time, as she inched closer Towards Mark.
It seemed however Mark knew she was coming, as his pulling lead to him going purple from the strain. Kirche just laughed at his antics. They were futile at best, but still Kirche reckoned it had a funny sense of adorableness to it. Finally reaching Mark, he could have sworn he heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor. 'She didn't'.
And as if reading his mind Kirche responded, while pulling him towards her. "Oh but I did, for you see right now I am butt naked."
Mark felt a huge amount of saliva subconsciously gathering in Marks mouth, as he swallowed apprehensively. Noticing his nervousness Kirche once again whispered in Marks ear, "you know my friend Tabitha, she said some strange things about you," Kirche felt Mark go rigid from that, "my you are nervous aren't you. Well she said she found it odd, that you ignored me, and that you purposely wanted to provoke Guiche."
Silence entranced the room, as Mark was freaking out. 'Alright, calm down Mark. They don't know anything major yet, and besides they end up being helpful characters later on. But right now, he couldn't trust Tabitha, she was still working for the crazed Joseph after all.'
"Is that so," responded Mark nervously. Though Kirche picked up on it, and took advantage of it. "Come to think of it, she also said your power was based off weapon bearing. Now from what I've seen with the door, that theory seems to be quite accurate don't you think." Right now, Mark was literally sweating bullets, damn it if Tabitha gathered this much intel from one scuffle. The thought made Mark a little unnerved.
Realising his nervousness fully, Mark could see through the corner of his eye, Kirche squinting her eyes in a scrutinizing manner. "What's odd though is, why are you so nervous? You know more than you're showing aren't you Mark."
This was completely unplanned, wow Mark was horrible at this stealth thing. But looking at this in a more positive light, it just made Mark realise that he'd have to be careful, and think of all plausible possibilities before proceeding. That's going to be kind of difficult, but it seems he's going to have to try. "perhaps I do, what's it to you?"
Kirche Just blinked at that and replied with a cunning smile, "hmm is that so? You know Mark you're a man full of mysteries," Slowly licking Marks ear Kirche continued, "I like that, but whatever you're hiding I will find out, one way or another."
Taking this chance Mark slipped out of her grasp, and quickly turned around to refute her. That was a mistake, as Mark remembered Kirche was in her birthday suit. Blushing at that, Kirche stared for a while wondering why he was blushing. The realization came to her, as a cool breeze caressed her naked form. Looking back up all Kirche did was smile while swinging her hips from side to side, just for fun. "What you like what you see?" mused out Kirche.
Kirche just laughed at Mark shaking his head, as if to shake away the image. When his eyes reopened Mark had a more determined face. In which Kirche just smirked at.
"Enough Kirche, let's get some things straight. Yes you are very attractive, but I'm not particularly fond of having my first time being a fling," Kirche raised a brow at that, "secondly, can you- please put some clothes on, I seriously can't keep a straight face when you're like that," said Mark while handling her lingerie towards her.
Deciding to amuse him Kirche swayed her hips back, and fourth. "Interesting, so you're a virgin. That I admit is kind of adorable. Secondly at least I know for certain now, that you do in fact like what you see." Rolling his eyes at her, Mark made her garments into a ball and tossed them towards her, slightly surprised by the action she caught them in her hands. Looking back up at him with a bark of laughter Kirche, decided to humour him. After all Kirche had some decency to understand Marks concerns, besides the chase would be more exciting from now on anyway. Putting back on her night wear, and brushing her hair from underneath it she looked fondly at Mark.
"Now Mark I'll humour you for now, but I must warn you. Once a Zerbst sets her eyes on something she will have it," Stated Kirche seductively.
The sound of a door unlocking, could be heard from Directly behind Mark. Looking back at the door, Mark blinked several times to verify if this was truly happening. "So, you're letting me go, just like that?" Kirche was officially confused, this man before her was a real enigma for sure, "why wouldn't i? if I kept on going it be borderline rape, and honestly that doesn't sit well with me. Don't get me wrong I will have you, but I want to see the look on your face, as you surrender to me."
Mark looked astonished at that declaration, the Kirche he knew was more straight forward, as far as he was concerned. "So, you're just going to watch me squirm? What no declaration of your burning flame of passion? No innocent act like 'you must think I'm truly despicable'? No mention of your runic name, or how it responds to the first point I made?"
Ok Kirche was really confused now, burning flame of passion? Innocent act? Runic name? they just reeked of absolute desperation to the point it was pitiful, and honestly Kirche found the thought degrading. "Sorry I'm confused? Just so where on the same page… you do want to have sex with me?"
Quickly Mark shook his head from side to side in an affirmative no. An awkward silence followed, as neither occupant responded. Only to have Kirche finally break it with her next words, "well I believe this is goodbye." Nodding his head up and down Mark left the room without another word. The only noise being the awkward croaking noise Flame made at the whole ordeal.
Shutting the door behind him Mark let a sigh of relief escape his lips, yet just as quickly, Mark saw an angry Louise in the other room. The raising of the riding crop was the only sign of what was to come, as Mark did the only logic thing, and ran in the opposite direction, with an angry Louise in tow.
