"What have you been up to ?"
A question swing at him just when Altaris try to sit. It paused him, looking at a better reply to give.
"Nothing, just ... shifting the scenario"
"You have a plan and you don't tell me ?"
"Dear, if i tell you everything...."
He smirk, followed by a push of air
"my mouth will have bubbles in it. Learn to read me will you"
"Sure sure"
Violet wave her hand in dismissed. Her attention shifted, back to Asha, who accompanied her with sparkling eyes, talking like a snake biting it's own rear
Hearing both of them laugh make Altaris ear itch.
Making a scenario is one of his strongest suit, yet following the script means a different matter entirely, he so not used to this.
So he went back to his lonesome. Tapping the table with an assured rhythmic. He's done tried to find Frederick, yet the guy was nowhere in sight-clearly became his enemy
Now his head is entirely in hand mercy, hold by a palm to his cheeks. A snap of his finger, and as usual, fire snake started to appear, coiling between his thumb and pinky. Yet, he couldn't be help but think.
The move with Terra is a gamble, the stake are lower then usual. Yet in the end, a gamble is a gamble. The guy is now warry of him. And a warry enemies, is hard enemies. Well unless it keep growing.
Well, when that happen, there's nothing it can't fix
"Viole...."
Yet, before he can call her completely, Terra was ready for plan he thinking.
"Can i get your attention !"
Then hundreds head turn quickly in to one point. Silence befall to each of their being, like a graveyard after a brutal siege.
The hero was ready for his speech.
Terra's breath was calm, full of rhythm and certainty. Just like melody, cast by the hand of famous pianist. He knew in his inner world that nervousness is inevitable, a fact that he accepted entirely, yet for some reason, it is not happening.
His resolve forced nervous to submit
"My name is Terra Margia, according to instructor ark, we need to appoint a king for the mock battle. Therefore i, as son of the hero, will appoint myself to become king of this team"
A pause, quick but necessary
"Any disagreement ?"
The word sink in. Silence still gripping, a few second at least. Until one student dare enough to stand. A velvet coat accompanying his comment.
"Why you ? why not the noble ?"
"Is there any noble here that can defeat me ? or the crown prince ?"
The question comes kicking
"..."
"Good, that means..."
"It doesn't matter. We can gang up the prince"
Another comment, right from a guy with top hat.
"And the other 499 just disappear ? look.... fuck the nobles, a few Chael will not matter to them. But for you who are commoner, elf, or demi human, this is important. Heck some you almost get kicked out. And i'm your best bet. So..... will you follow other, or you fight with me together !"
The silence, was more prominent this time. More between the status and beneath, other then acquaintence and friends. They silently talk between eyes, assessing. They walk in to lions mouth, and sure as hell they will bring other with them
The bait seams to be in place
"So.... who's with me ?"
His hand up in the air.
"Yes, we are with you"
The answer came in waves, washing into Terra's heart. His chest, filled with pride, expanding bigger then it should be. A proud appeared inside his being, especially to his fellow commoners, who finally dare to stand against the regime.
Yet for the nobles, they shook their heads in warry. Some had hands clenched like grips, so hard that the pressure start to crack the canes
"You can't touch him yet"
Altaris comment, after one of the nobles glanced at him. Those eyes seemed familiar to him. The look of people trying to find security-clinging, desperately, to hide their insecurities
"So you agree....about what he's saying"
A clear jab was thrown at him
And Altaris just looked, lazily
"And give up my riches? No, that's not what i mean. We got 6 years to smash him back to his standing, what's the hurry ?"
His shoulder relax with no inch of care. Violet beside, just nodding her head.
"Let him take the narrative...."
Altaris head lean
"Then. We give him taste of nobility"
The three smile sheepishly. The guy with hat gesture with a bow, slightly but matter. His hat dropped, now in the front
"Then, let me introduce myself. I am Johan Astrid, from house Astrid. Son of Galeon Astrid"
"Altaris Claremont, from house Claremont, and may i present....."
He pulled Violet in
"Violet Vernicus, from house Vernicus."
"Ah...pardon me for overstepping, my lady"
He bow slightly.
"Than pray excuse me, i have some matters to attend"
Violet nod, a sign that Johan recognize. Then he nod back with courtesy, while walking slowly out of reach. The change of pace was quick, but it's not a trivial thing.
She peeked at Altaris, wondering what happen inside the head of his. The guy looked un care to everything, even if the moon suddenly appeared. A snake like construct, coiling, fluid with grace, tumbling....in his hand even with slight shift
While Violet did her little staring session, Terra doesn't stay silent. He chose to ignore the noble right now, they are un need of his attention. Instead, the commoners are his makeshift army. He needs to be in control, like a spear ready to be thrown, sharp, deadly at the tip.
"So, i trust you guys, we need as much muscle as possible"
He glance around
"Can you do it Gabriel ?"
The one in question, just move his full of muscular arm in nonchalant. The way he stood, unmoved like a totem. Yet, he answer only to Terra's words-who knows the story behind them.