A Chat (Phae)

[Onira]

Onira sat in the top of a tree, his regular white cloak resting under his head. He was high in a branch, about fifteen feet over the ground. He liked the height. It made him feel... comfortable.

The young man was only really in the tree because he had just finished his lunch, and wanted somewhere natural to relax. Although the branch he was lying on was hard as a bone, it was actually pretty comfortable considering some of the stuff he had been through.

Onira's glowing blond hair dangled from the tree, his body well relaxed. He glanced at the exit from the courtyard, seeing many individuals walking by. It seemed not everyone shared his enjoyment with nature. But no matter. He enjoyed the solitude. Sure sometimes he liked to talk and such, but for the while, quiet seemed nice.

Onira sighed. He was enjoying the quiet, but his attitude wouldn't let him just relax. He needed to do something. Not alchemy-wise. He needed something physical. An opponent. Sometimes even he didn't like his random mind. However, he couldn't just openly attack someone. Even he knew that much.

"I want to do something."

[Phae]

Phae sighed as she left the classroom she was ready for fresh air and sunshine during her break. It was a two hour break and she intended to spend the entire time in the courtyard out in the sun relaxing and possibly reading the book she had in her hand.

Her sword swinging on her hip looked out of place with the outfit she was wearing. A simple short skirt she wore on her very first day lavender with a lace trim looked oddly like those skirts the girls wore in anime these days. She wore a simple tank top of the same lavender. A loose black belt hung over her hip and it was from this belt that her sword swung. Her long red hair she wore down today and the sun shone off of it brightly as she sat down underneath a large tree and began to open her book to the page she had left off at last time.

"I want to do something." she heard above her and she looked up to see a boy in the tree.

"Like what?" she asked closing book and looking up at him. She smiled up.

[Onira]

(OOC: Sorry if this is a little lacking)

Onira sat up slowly, looking down at the strange-looking girl below him. Her outfit was... intriguing. To say the least. A sword, short-skirt, and tanktop. Very odd. But then again, it wasn't like Onira could talk about odd, given his usual attire and attitude. But Onira wasn't really one to play by the rules, especially of ettiquet.

"Something physical prefferably. Maybe a sport, but I'm mostly looking for a fight. However, it wouldn't be nice for me to fight you now would it miss?"

Onira laughed. He didn't really know why he wanted to laugh, it was just him. He liked laughing. Made him feel... free. Maybe it was genetic. Maybe it was just a habit. But even Onira fiogured 'what's the point in contemplating the meaning of laughing?'

"So, what's your name miss?"

As Onira said this, he made a sort of salute with his index and middle finger. Not to be gentlemanly, just cause he felt like it. As so many of his other actions occured.

[Phae]

Phae laughed when he did his laugh was catching and Phae was one of those girls that loved to last. Her laugh full of life the ones that made her eyes sparkle. She moved her sword to the side and sat down on a bench not to far from the tree she crossed one leg over the other and leaned back on her hands so she could see him better.

"I'm Phaedra Weiss." she said happily. "And your name is?" she asked smiling up at him.

She thought for a few minutes about what he had said. While she waited for him to answer. She could fight him if he wanted something physical but she didn't know if he would fight a girl.

"And, if you really are into something physical I could fight you I suppose unless you are against fighting girls." she said with a wink.

[Onira]

Onira was surprised to hear the girl laugh with him. Not many were very into his high energy attitude, so he was a little thrown off. But enjoying it none the less.

"Phaedra? Interesting name. Oh and..."

Onira attempted to do a back-flip from his sitting position, but didin't seem to put enough power into it, because all he did was roll-over backwards and smack his legs (and other lower-body parts) into the rest of the branch. However, he wouldn't let that throw him off. He simply stood up and balanced on the branch. Very warely at that.

"The name's Oni-"

The young man never got to finish his sentence. Why? Well, it seemed the branch didn't like Onira standing on it, and chose to break. This was bad, cause now Onira was heading feet-first for a fifteen foot drop.

"Son of a-"

Onira landed next to Phae in a cat-like crouching position. For a moment he was silent. Almost eerily. Then, he fell flat on his chin. In battle, he was better with the larger leaps when they were encountered. However, out of battle, he always screwed up.

"I don't think I'll be in my prime."

Even though on his chin, Onira still managed a grin.

[Phae]

Phae couldn't help but laugh as he fell from the tree. It was just so ironic how he was trying to be smooth and ended up crashing down and landing on his chin after the tree had some fun with the lower half of his body. She walked over to him and extended her pale hand.

"Here let me help you it might be safer on the bench." she smiled down at him.

She liked this guy he was funny. Not only that but he seemed to share her light hearted personality and there weren't many people that liked that enthusiastic kind of people. In fact she had never met anyone like herself before in that aspect and here was one as far as she could tell..but male. She giggled at him her eyes shinning brightly.

"And I'm afraid from all the excitement I didn't get to catch your name or what kind of son you were." she giggled again and waited for him to accept her hand.

[Onira]

Onira laughed lightly. Definitely like him. Atleast a little. She didn't seem like one to let a lot get bon her nerves. But then again, Onira wasn't exactly the most perceptive of people. Nor was he intelligent as his last little maneuver showed. The young man took the hand and helped himself up.

"Thanks."

Onira listened to Phaedra's question. Well, it wasn't really a question. Just a statement. A decleration of confusion if you will.

"Well, I can't tell you what kind of son I am with certainty, but I'm hoping I'm a human son. Don't quote me on that though. As for my name, the name's..."

Onira re-took a straight, proud stance. He didn't know why he felt the need, but no one did.

"My name is Oni-"

Another interuption. Apparently, Onira's stance was too straight, and his body too stiff. And, of course, he fell backward like a domino. The blond-haired male let the words out with a slight annoyance in his voice.

"My name's Onira."

[Phae]

Phae couldn't help it she giggled again only hoping that she wasn't offending the boy. He seemed really nice and his personality was a lot like hers and that was refreshing. She offered her hand again with a bright smile.

"Well, I can say it is truly nice to meet you Onira." she said waiting for him to take her hand again. "I think you are going to be a fun person to know."

She was being honest. Not only was he going to be fun in the sense that he seemed a bit clumsy but in the sense that he was sweet and a lot like her own self which was going to be fun in her mind. She couldn't wait to get to know him better.

[Onira]

Onira, now fed up with trying anything acrobatic, took the hand offered to him, hoisting himself back up. He put on a warm grin, expressing his childish attitude once again.

"Sorry for the bother miss Phaedra."

Onira bowed, staring at the ground as he did. It was a change for his somewhat rude attitude. But then again, all Onira's demeanir ever did was fluctuate. It was a little hard for some to get used to.

"Well, miss Phaedra, I was wondering what you've come to the courtyard for."

Onira spoke as he turned around, moving toward the grounded branch. It took some strength, but he picked it up, walking around rapidly and statically. He soon came to a low branch, tossing the fallen chunk of wood onto the attached. Onira then walked to the bench, leaping over the back and landing on the seat. He was happy he made it on and not through, unsure how strong the benches were.

The blond-haired male reclined himself, letting his arms rest on the top of the bench back.

"It's a nice day."

[Phae]

She looked over at him and watched his movements and winced for fear when he tried to jump the back of the bench worried he was going to miss but he didn't and she smiled sitting next to him.

"Firstly you can call me Phae, Miss Phaedra sounds so...old." she said and laughed. "Only one person is allowed to call me Phaedra so just call me Phae I assure you it is much easier."

She smiled at him and thought to his other question.

"As for why I'm here well I have a two hour break from classes and thought to come here and read. It is a lovely day and so I thought what a great way to pass two hours. However, I didn't expect to meet someone and seeing as I'm a people person this is much better." she looked at him and smiled again. "So why are you here?"

[Onira]

"Well, I guess I'm here for kind of the same reason as you. Just to relax. Of course, I don't wish to read, but I do wish to just chill out. Not that I've really had that hard of a day. But, well, you know."

Onira continued to rest, relaxing his muscles. He liked the moment. Of course, he didn't mind the company, and atleast she didn't chat TOO much.

"Wonder what-"

Onira was interupted by two things. The first was a sound. Sombeody's voice.

"Ball!"

Onira was confused at first, until he got the second one. And that was a soccer ball straight against his forehead. The ball ricocheted off, and Onira was silent for a moment. About ten seconds later, he slowly fell forward with too big yet comical streams of tears running down his face.

"This is not my day!"

[Phae]

Phae didn't even have time to react she heard the scream and then suddenly poor Onira was struck with a soccer ball. At first she was shocked and didn't know what to do or how to react but his reaction was too funny and she had to laugh.

"Seems you are a magnet." she said she went to him and took his chin gently in her hand so that he would face her. She looked at his forehead where a red spot was forming and with her other hand touched it gently then smiled.

"Looks like it will go away no bruising or anything of the sort." she looked into his eyes once more before letting his chin go and sitting back in her spot. "So where are you from originally?"

[Onira]

"I'd have to agree with you on that one."

Onira regained his composure, and pushed off of the ground with his palms. He was trying to do a sort of really big push up to get back to his feet. But if one hadn't yet guessed, most of what Onira did didn't work out. He seemed to push too hard, for he stood up for a moment, then fell straight backwards, going right through the park bench.

"I really think I should just lay down for the next little while."

With that sentence, a small glob of bird poo went straight for his head. However, with all of what he was going through, his reflexes had started to get a little better, and Onira automatically sat up, the poo narrowly missing him. He then stood up and moved to the now halved park bench.

"Okay. I'm just going to stay right here."

Onira sat down. Luckily the park bench decided to hold, so Onira figured maybe his luck was starting to get better. Well, on that thought, what was apparently an entire flock of seaguls crapped on him. Onira just sat still.

"I really dislike this place."

[Phae]

Phae laughed. She couldn't help it. He was cute in that endearing sort of way. She looked at him and shook her head. She reached into the hidden pocket of her skirt and produced a hankercheif. She knelt down in front of him and flicked the hankerchief open and began to wipe off his face gently. Phae was not a girl that particularly liked getting dirty but she didn't mind if it was for a friend.

"Perhaps we would be safer if we went and continued our conversation inside." She told him as she finished cleaning off the last bit and folded up the hankerchief planning to throw it away the first chance she got.

"Maybe you aren't so...accident prone there?" she lifted an eyebrow as she looked up at him smiling.

[Onira]

Onira watched as Phae withdrew a handkerchief. He was thankful that someone atleast brought with them a handkerchief, just so Onira could see really.

"Thank you Phae."

Onira stood up once his face was clean. He'd probably need to chuck a lot of his clothes out, and have a VERY long shower. But, he could deal with it. For now though, he figured he might as well get to know Phae a little better. The academy was a big place afterall.

"I would agree that being inside may be a bit better plan."

Onira gave a childish grin and ran for the exit. Not so much to race Phae as to get inside. Of course, he was still outside, and only fouir feet from the exit, his shoe hit a root. Onira instantly tumbled over, smacking his face onto the hard floors of the academy.

"Atleast I'm inside."

Onira slowly regained his footing and turned around to see if Phae had come along.