Another friend.

[14:54:56]
There are very little things that belong to her at this particular moment. But that does not stop her from feeling the opulence of the world- richness within the silks of her clothing, power upon the tips of her fingers. She might not be a magi- and could never truly become one. But the power of her words, even at such a young age as of now, could still be seen as powerful or maybe even trivial to some extent. At this particular moment, sitting around, perhaps, napping in the corner of the garden only lets her see familiar faces. . .

But this one is different.

Deep, auburn hues flicker in nothing more than curiosity. Upon her lips is a cherub expression filled with what could be percieved as wanderlust. "Hello there.~" She toddles, one foot infront of the other- incredibly balanced and precise, as if careful to not scuff her boots upon the dirt. "I haven't seen you around these parts, so. . .Let me introduce myself." she murmurs. Her raised hand that taps at her bottom lip lightly soon swivels carefully.

She dips into a bow, locks of deep, blue hair cascades with her steady movement. A gentle chuckle leaves Rylee's lips as she continues."I'm Rylee, a friend of the lovely ladygirl that owns this place. And I've got a big question for you." she adds while beginning to stand up once more, straightening herself before shuffling in place.

"What is good. And what is bad to you?"
(Rylee)
[15:03:28] Would simply turn with a gaze to the younguster who called his name, at first he looked impressed, it's not always that people introduces their selves to him, most of the times he just does it to others.

He would just take a sigh after seeing that young girl, well, that didn't mean he was okay or something, you can't just trust in depraved people, even that he would definitelly do that if he see no evil in such a people, actually, he likes the Necromantic arts, as if they were giving another chance to other ones.

The young adult was ready to keep his training, last time, he broke his record, from Nostvale until this garden before having to rest after such a training season, he was still with the wheights, of course, since he was basically living with thoose things.

Well, he wouldn't just leave, he wanted to go back all the way, and repeating the process, going back to Nostvale without rest or anything in only one run, he would stop when he get able to run from Loranthis to New altero's bridge, atleast he thinks that he would be ready...

Well, Kariya of course was thinking too much at his training to give more attention to the girl, he was confused, stratching his head with a soft laugh, he would try to get what she asked... well, it was infact a weird question.

-Err... what? I mean, what do you mean, young one?
(Kariya Aíma)
"Isn't it simple enough?"

As strange as it might seem, the little girl actually isnt depraved. Infact, there would be nothing coming from her at this particular moment. No sense of magic, no sense of self, no sense of. . .True ability. Not to say that the mana that she possesses is mute, but it most certainly is extremely faint. Being a non-magi within a realm filled with kids entering wars is rather. . .Difficult. But for some reason, she's done fine and dandy.

Maybe it's because nobody has tried to do anything yet. But thank Kraus that they haven't. In any matter though, she raises her hands slightly, exposing the palms of her hands. "I need to know somethin' simple. . .What is your definition of good. And what is your definition of bad? Do you think occultism is bad?- What about Yokai? What about magics? I'd like to hear what you have to say about it, mhm, mhm."

She nods once, twice.

It seems simple enough to do, right? So far- what she's learned is rather easy. Most of the people that she has met so far have been terribly grey. None are truly black- none are truly white. The inbetween is rather insufferable. Yeesh.
(Rylee)
[15:12:00] Would simply sigh once again, all that stuff about "good and evil" again, he was just tired of all that little game, Kariya was sick of it, really, but as a kid, and since he wanted to make more friends or just live in peace to keep wandering after a purpose, he would give an answer.

Taking a deep breath, before opening his mouth to speak, bringing his right finger's tip to his lip, he wanted to make that a little bit more "soft".

-There is no good, there is no evil. There is just the occult, the holy magic. magi, yokai, non-magi, all the gods, this place we are right now, the realm, the people, me, my sword, and the purpose i'm searching to become able to run after.

He would say looking to the sky, avoiding eye contact, for a second, but after speaking he would just take his sight back to her, giving her a soft smile.
(Kariya Aíma)
[15:17:07]
If only for the moment does she find herself beginning to grow silent. It seems that he was the first person to actually tell her something of the sort - but that does not mean that it still isn't within the grey area. It seems as if he wasn't the one that she was looking for to define the right and wrong. But nevertheless, he did do something right. He allowed her to see that evil and good only matter to the one that it's affecting. When something feels good- it is good, is it not? When something hurts- it is bad? Yes?

From a hedonisitic stand point, it seems as if that cannot be helped. But either way, she doesn't possess all the thoughts to really. . .Stream all of this together. She just thinks that this mdidleground is quite, well, boring to be exact. But chasing after dreams-- Now that is rather interesting.

"If you don't mind me asking, sir, what isi t that you dream about the most? What do you want? Power? Money? Or. . .To be super popular with everyone on Valmasia?"
(Rylee)
[15:23:56] Kariya shrughs, crossing his arms, he would laugh a little bit, like always, the man just... can't talk to anyone without smiling or laughing a single time, and that's one of the points that he himself loves in his own personality.

-Well, i think being super popular to everyone on valmasia would be cool... but that's not my dream. I have no dream... that's why i am a wanderer, i'm running after it, even that i don't know what is it. I just want to be fast enough, to be able to find what is it... to see the light far away from me in this hall of darkness.

He would say sitting in between the flowers, that place was as comfortable as cinderfall for him, atleast at start, you know, Kariya likes thoose kind of places... flourished and everything... he would just put his black helm aside, resting his face upon his fist.

-Well... i know it's confuse. Well, i am Kariya Aíma, a real real real small drakanite, nice to meet you Ry!
(Kariya Aíma)
[15:28:12]
There is something odd about this little girl. The glint within her deep red hues flickers at this particular moment. When he laughs, she does not laugh. When he smiles, hers seemingly drops- if only for the moment. "It seems that a lot of people have those problems." she murmurs while beginning to move, seating herself within the flowers as well- only to place both of her hands upon her knees.

"I guess that leads to my next question then."

It seems as if things would get terribly ominous until she would begin to smile again. Her hand raises and she waves lightly, shooing away a butterfly as she continues. "Since you're chasing your dream and all. . .I was wondering if. . ." she murmurs. "If I could give you a dream to chase altogether. I can help you, as long as you help me, yeah?"

Would he accept or is his adventure more of a solo journey rather than one that could be crafted by the little girl? Who knows . . .Either way, if he needs a purpose, then she could easily assist with that.
(Rylee)
[15:35:02] Would sigh, well, Kariya never heard that, from anyone, specially from a young kid, he wouldn't smile, not this time at all, something on her just made him go a little bit more serious. Deeply, he would care about that, but... it's not as if it was a big problem for him, yet, he just wanted to know what was wrong with her.

-Heh... you know, as a wanderer i made many friends... i think i can't call them as "real friends" you know... the only one i could consider one... it was Brom.

He would stop, bowing his head, staring thoose beautiful flowers in that garden, somehow, forgetting about all that. Admiring the beauty could make him feel better for a second...

-I think i lost my real friend you know, he was at Yokai forest last time i saw him... i'm not sure if he is alive or not, i'm using this black armor as a tribute to him, i remember, i trained him myself, you know. He helped me to find a way to run after this unknown dream. Also... it is always good to have people to help, right?

He would say rising his head, locking his sight on her, he wouldn't smile, not at all, since he just wanted to know what would make that little kid to want to help him...? Maybe boredom or loneliness? Who knows?
(Kariya Aíma)
[15:41:52]
Ambition is something that every child should possess- but nowadays, too many people are used to following the norm. The gentle smile that was once upon her lips does not reappear. When he moves, she seemingly does the same as well. Her hands drift carefully towards a single tulip, plucking it from the very stem- only to hold the gentle, blossoming petals are the center of her hand. "Brom. . .?" She murmurs, raising a mere eyebrow. "It's difficult to make real friends when everything around you feels pretty dark. Most people say that days like now aren't like they used to be. . .But I'm sure that all of that could change." she says, her other hand raising to slowly pick a petal off of the tulip.

Pluck.

"You should believe that he still exists. Just because you haven't seen him doesn't mean that he's dead. It just means that he might've found the one thing he was looking for- just like you. Have you tried to send him letters?" she questions, but she already knows. Close friends just don't disappear. And people just don't suddenly vanish. But even at the end of that, the young girl begins to smile.

"Of course, it's always that way. Friends should there to help you, but I think I know something really cool that could work." Once more, does she pluck from the stem of the flower- her smile finally returning. "I just need to know one thing. What in the world do you like the most?"
(Rylee)
[15:52:06] The young man would simply look upon his shoulder to a fountain at the garden's center, well, atleast he tought it was his center, they weren't that deep on it you know... it wasn't that easy to say.

The young one would lock his sight on that, taking a sigh when he hears the girl's words, atleast the first parts of it... he just choose not to answer her's question, but in fact she is right, or maybe not... Yokai Forest is too dangerous for him to just go there, and he was in that place searching for him... but he failed, maybe fighting some yokai at that forest could be the last step for his training...

-Well... the thing i like the most? I don't know... i'm between drinking wine and swimming... i think i could choose swimming you know, i like fighting, but only when is needed... and i only drink wine when eating, so... i think that swimming. You know... i can swim whenever i want to.
(Kariya Aíma)

"Well. . .I suppose that there'll be some swimming and what not if that's what you like the most. There's a lot of things that I plan on doing so . . .I guess the first thing that we can do is that." The young girl begins to smile lightly. "I hear that there's ways to get my dream started and well. . .Since you wanna reach out to your friend too, I think I've got the perfect solution. We're gonna call to Brom, yeah? And I'm sure that he'll come . . One way or another."

The young girl begins to smile, nodding once. "But excuse me, I think I've got to go for a bit. If you don't mind. . .I-I can send you a letter or something later on, yeah?"
(Rylee)
[16:06:36] Kariya would get up, grabbing his helmet, wearing it once again, the young one would glance over his shoulder to the girl while turning his back to her, well, looks like it is time to go... time to train, well, Kariya just... loves the way that he can make friends easily.

-I will see you again, i think... heh, yeh, i think we can do that together if you don't mind, when i am free for it... well, i'm not sure if you know how to swim or something, i can teach you some day.

He would smile one last time behind of his mask, to keep running... his goal? Nostvale, of course...
(Kariya Aíma)