Shimmying the window to its capacity, Lea extended out the side of cobble stoned house and gripped the drainage pipe. With a swift pounce followed by a gut wrenching fall he quickly found his footing. He was used to it. There had been many practices of escape from Starin to account for. Raising the hood of his jacket to mask the blaze the teen strolled into the square and continued towards the alleys on to Town's Center where he suspected the landing had taken place.
Bam!
As he rounded the corner a shadow unversed slammed him to the ground, his head narrowly missing a door step ledge.
"Take that!'
"Ha!"
Shouts filled the walkway with furious yet smooth rage. More Unversed poured out into the alley and seamed to congregate in preparation for the oncoming attack. Lea didn't know what to expect. Unversed were not something to be messed with. Not even the guards at the palace stood a chance to the weak members of the strange species.
Holding his breath, Lea prepped for the famed Master Eraqus to leap from the alley and obliterate the manifestations of darkness. Instead Lea's breath left him for another reason. A young man, about the same age as himself strode into view.
Not only was this not the Master that he was expecting but the kid did not look old enough to be off world, let alone trained in the mysterious arts. Finally overcoming the shock, he had time to study the boy as he grunted and chopped away at the defenseless creatures. Slightly shorter than himself, the Key-blade wielder wore tight white clothes and had bleached blonde hair to match. With the constant movement of battle Lea hadn't the chance to see his face; however, he did notice an odd movement of the Key.
Unversed leaped high above the boy but he casually flicked his wrist and tore deep into the substance that formed the animals. Once broken, the remnants of the beasts scattered like smoke and slowly settled on the cobble. The teen finished, looking more like he had just cleaned a chimney than defeated an army of darkness. He turned towards Lea who had since stood to watch the battle unfold. Lea now understood the difference in the fighting style: this particular wielder held the weapon in his left hand. Left handedness was practically unheard of in Radiant Gardens but to see a Key-blade in one threw him for a loop.
Lea's eyes slowly wondered up the other finally reaching his face. High cheekbones and slightly taught skin gave the male well placed features. But what really stood out were his eyes. Blue like the sky, or possibly the ocean (Lea wouldn't know he had never seen one), the eyes drew in Lea and he quickly pocketed his hands to pull his pants tight and suppress an urge. 'Where did that come from?' flashed through his mind. 'Wait the boy is moving.'
Starring back with a genuine grin, the boy raised his hand in greeting.
"Hi! I'm Ventus, what's your name?"