"I will differentiate team according to role, There was spear, horse, stick and arrows"
"You will assigned to your designated place and when we got the map tomorrow, we can use the best strategies we can think. I expect you to trust me, and i will trust you. Because we are the same here"
"What about the nobles ?"
"I'll talk to them, they obey or die. i don't need a soldier that can not work as a team"
That sentence was like carnival, a song that soothed their ears, They held no hatred for nobles-but sure as hell annoyed by them. Especially how unfair the disparity of treatment that chained upon their beings.
"Right, if you all understand, i'll need to appoint each leader for the team. Like a commander, sort of thing. Gabriel will be in charge of spear. For the horse, i expect an elf to volunteer, anyone ?"
2 pair of hands, shot up with eager in their way
"Okay, you four after this will fight, and i will watch. Which whoever win will lead the horse team. Then the stick, Angelina ?"
"Here~"
A cheerful answer chimed in, sweet, and untouched by the harshness of the world they live in. A rarity in this kind of setting
"You will be in charge of stick. And for the last..."
His eyes scanning, like trying to find a branch on the forest floor. Til it stopped some time away - right to a guy with red pupil in his face.
"He has very distinct eyes doesn't he ?"
Terra thought, though no one is listening
"You, the one with red eyes - may i know your name ?"
"Altaris. Altaris Claremont"
"Ah... ok Altaris, you will be in charge of the arrow"
Terra said with smirk. Amazed with his own brilliant thinking. The guy already giving him advice before, and it work tremendously - might as well make him his strategist.
In contrast, Altaris was in shambles. A click of tongue slipped out. The eyes that was lazy before, now burn like a candle on chandelier. Fixed on Terra with great annoyance.
"What so complex about don't give me bad idea? is that so hard to understand?"
He hissed inwardly, bubbling with frustration
"Are you going to refuse ?"
"Of course not, your majesty"
A smile was strapped to his sharp face, even when a hand was clutching hard on his coat.
"Good, now with that all the way, to join the teams, you can come to me or one of my commander, then you will tell us about your power. And you enter or not will depends on their judgement. Now, lets start. We don't have all day!"
When his explanation ended, the student move as in play. An almost un ordered line suddenly appeared out of thin air. Students, jumbled like canvas splashed with four distinct color.
Yet one group stood amidst them all : the nobles, tightly in their circle. Unwilling to follow Terra's bidding.
But he refused to give them time to think
He closed the gap between them, space getting smaller in each of his breath. Their eyes brimmed with emotion mixed by a lot of deviance. This kind of situation is unknown even to them.
Then, both side stood face to face, the symbol of commoner confronting the prestige of noble.
The crowd can help but watch in excitement.
"I do not need to explain to you so i'll just tell you. You have no power here. You have only forty one member while i have almost twelve time your number. So, you have to follow my lead or else...."
"You do not need to do such thing"
It's Altaris the one who cut him.
"They will march under my banner"
Terra nodded, and ready to end the charade. Yet Altaris hand trapped on his shoulder, holding him in place. then, he spoke with tone no one can listen
"It's a mock battle not a siege, don't take it so seriously"
With a tap he then leave
The agenda ended sooner than expected. Many had chosen where they belong to be, save for a few, who's holds detection as his specialty. They hope to join under the horse's banner.
The star then start to sink.
The afternoon breeze tickling their skin, while the orange colored sky, spoiling their sight with ease. The garden of green, spreading a wave of leaves, their branch swaying, like dancing to their favorite melody
Yet some remain unseen, while the White fortress towering the scene.
What a beautiful afternoon this is
Is almost a sin to not enjoy it
So Altaris, hand in hand, with his beloved Violet in his side, walked the street with sigh, releasing the pent up tension from today activity. His mind were starting to clear, cause by intoxicating presence clinging to him.
"What is my Altaris thinking?"
Violet can't help but cooed, pressing her head, try to mold into him. She try to feel his heartbeat, to feel everything he feels. She needs to peel him, to see other side of him, just like usual
Cause of the plan he try to enact, they interaction felt severely lacking
Everything may have a price - she knew- but sometimes, it felt to much for her
"About tomorrow, and other things"
"Hmmm?"
She tilt her head, wondering if something wrong with her hearing. The ambience - the moment- they weren't supposed to make him think.
He was supposed to relax, shoulder to shoulder, patting her head, enjoying the feel. Locking the time, jail it, while they both joint breaths
"That's not right, love"
She clutched his head, gripping his face. Her nail slightly bite, injecting a tint of pain. She savored his eyes, drowning in sea of red. While make sure all his focus to herself.
"I'll ask you again, what is my Altaris thinking ?"
A pause descended, enveloped them in it's embrace. He understand her every action, as through reading a book - when it comes to Violet, the way his mind worked make him hate it with his guts.
He chose to close his eyes, waiting for answer who finally come to mind.
"Nothing"
And than she smile-a sunshine warm like smile