05-06-2015, 08:45 AM
Crona lets off a bit of a weak smile after being freed from Strazio's embrace, the movement came widely unexpected and the boy didn't quite know how to react. Still, he pretended like it never happened, and happily followed Strazio down the decadent hallways of Gilgamesh's castle. He vaguely wondered somewhat how many servants the King had at his disposal, they seemed to be endless and omnipresent, but he wasn't about to complain about being treated so nicely.
Like Crona's first contact with most things, he was somewhat stunned after arriving at the Sauna, staring wide-eyed between the door, the servant, and Strazio, who was already inside and busily removing his shirt. Instead of removing his own clothing, Crona idly takes one of the wine-filled golden cups that the servant was offering, before quickly taking a seat opposite Strazio. He stared deeply into the dull red of the wine in his glass, but never took a drink, instead simply drifting off in thought.
The daydream was very short-lived, however, and he shakes his head quickly to bring himself back to reality to answer his companion's question. "Oh...Oh, Ragnarok?" He begins, looking up from the golden cup, only now seeing Strazio's significant and strange scarring that seemed to crawl up and down his entire body. Crona wondered what sort of attack he must have survived to get such a ravaging mark on his body, or perhaps it was something else. The sight was enough to make the boy take a second or two to pause, before regaining his focus and looking around the room as he spoke. "Ragnarok? Well, its...its a Demon. A Demon Sword, to be more precise..." Crona hums lightly to himself, considering how much information he should give Strazio, considering they had, after all, just met barely a few fleeting moments ago. "Its a little...well, complicated. I'm t-the only one that exists, so I've been told, though considering what I had to go through to get one, I'm not surprised..." He swallows deeply and squeezes his limbs closer into his body, despite the significant heat, which only increased in severity since he had refused to remove his deep black clothing. "Uhm... I just... I got power from it, w-which is nice, but I dont...know, it might not have been worth it."
He wiggles awkwardly on his seat, he was clearly sweating now, but he refused to change his stature whatsoever to get some relief. "Oh, you were going to tell me why you came to the castle?" Crona says softly before looking down into the wine cup again, cracking a tiny smile as he traced the edge of the cup with a slender finger. "You know, I actually...actually came here to kill Gilgamesh. He had a bounty on his head, and the E-Empire told me I owed them, so I could repay by debt by filling a bounty. Now I'm on his side... Well, the E-Empire are mean anyway, so I don't even mind."
"As long as we have something to eat." Ragnarok's voice suddenly invades his thoughts, and Crona immediately shakes his head again to clear his mind, though quickly regaining his hunched posture. "Oh, uhm, sorry, I sort've went on a tangent there... He quickly glances towards the door, before looking back into the deep red wine. "Uh, so yea, What was this favor you were talking about? And whats the story behind your scars?" The boy repeats inquisitively, tilting his head slightly.
Like Crona's first contact with most things, he was somewhat stunned after arriving at the Sauna, staring wide-eyed between the door, the servant, and Strazio, who was already inside and busily removing his shirt. Instead of removing his own clothing, Crona idly takes one of the wine-filled golden cups that the servant was offering, before quickly taking a seat opposite Strazio. He stared deeply into the dull red of the wine in his glass, but never took a drink, instead simply drifting off in thought.
The daydream was very short-lived, however, and he shakes his head quickly to bring himself back to reality to answer his companion's question. "Oh...Oh, Ragnarok?" He begins, looking up from the golden cup, only now seeing Strazio's significant and strange scarring that seemed to crawl up and down his entire body. Crona wondered what sort of attack he must have survived to get such a ravaging mark on his body, or perhaps it was something else. The sight was enough to make the boy take a second or two to pause, before regaining his focus and looking around the room as he spoke. "Ragnarok? Well, its...its a Demon. A Demon Sword, to be more precise..." Crona hums lightly to himself, considering how much information he should give Strazio, considering they had, after all, just met barely a few fleeting moments ago. "Its a little...well, complicated. I'm t-the only one that exists, so I've been told, though considering what I had to go through to get one, I'm not surprised..." He swallows deeply and squeezes his limbs closer into his body, despite the significant heat, which only increased in severity since he had refused to remove his deep black clothing. "Uhm... I just... I got power from it, w-which is nice, but I dont...know, it might not have been worth it."
He wiggles awkwardly on his seat, he was clearly sweating now, but he refused to change his stature whatsoever to get some relief. "Oh, you were going to tell me why you came to the castle?" Crona says softly before looking down into the wine cup again, cracking a tiny smile as he traced the edge of the cup with a slender finger. "You know, I actually...actually came here to kill Gilgamesh. He had a bounty on his head, and the E-Empire told me I owed them, so I could repay by debt by filling a bounty. Now I'm on his side... Well, the E-Empire are mean anyway, so I don't even mind."
"As long as we have something to eat." Ragnarok's voice suddenly invades his thoughts, and Crona immediately shakes his head again to clear his mind, though quickly regaining his hunched posture. "Oh, uhm, sorry, I sort've went on a tangent there... He quickly glances towards the door, before looking back into the deep red wine. "Uh, so yea, What was this favor you were talking about? And whats the story behind your scars?" The boy repeats inquisitively, tilting his head slightly.
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