A commotion of the beginning, or rather a new dawn approaches. Aldritch observed a strange banter in the kitchen's room on what his family was merely tomfoolery with a new addition in their amidst.
" What are you all doing? "
Aldritch uttered in fatigued while trying to rub his eyes together as he hadn't been sleeping in vigor after recieving the exchanges from 'The King in Yellow'
" Good morning, brother! - we were trying to teach Mister Jigash on how to wash dishes, but he kept breaking them by accident! "
Eyla chirped with merrymaking mood as she seems to be having fun with the strange person in the house.
" Son, did you really summoned him? If so i'm proud of you, his culinary skills could rivals our family secret recipe! Even Yid was impressed by him. "
His father grasp onto Aldritch's shoulders and was on his knee, signifiying the weight and importance of the matter to him, atleast.
*thump*
"Enough with the interrogation, do you want to scare our Aldry to tell us everything?- "
" Sweetie, he said that he was your retainer - so we tried telling him what your responsibilities were, don't get mad all right? "
Rheia said while whacking his father in the head, as the mother in the household, his father is pretty much a wuss in front of her.
But they both shares their concerns about the subject.
Aldritch nods his head as he wasn't too concerned about Jigash fitting in - considering he was bound to him on a spiritual level.
So he knew Jigash somewhat was capable of - and he trusted his family to welcome him as well.
" Jigash is capable, don't tease him too much. "
" My warlord, do not forsake me! "
Jigash sending a plea of help, as he was unfamiliar with the customs of the Leucognia, there wasn't a second sunshine that could rival their spirits.
*shatter*
Another plate broken...
'Oh, slayer. There are many obstacle in life not even you could slay, get used to it soon.'
Aldritch remarked sarcastically upon sipping on morning brewed tea.
**
'My warlord's hirdman is...adventurious.'
'It reminds me of home - yes, how nostalgic it was. '
Jigash contemplated upon himself as he was coerced into sitting with them on the table, eating and sharing their own tales of warmth and an understanding of their own.
Something he had never experienced before, but nevertheless felt forturnate to him.
As he begin to savor the purée and hearty soup, the broth was heated with meaty stocks.
Jigash couldn't help but question on why he was apart of this?
A mere stranger impeding in the middle of such affectionate world.
" Was the soup too hot for you? "
The madam with white silky hair asked him, she was the moder of this place and the one who gave birth to his warlord.
" No, miss ladyship. I simply do not deserve such hospitality. "
Jigash said in a straight forward manner, he disdain the idea of scheming against those he valued greatly,
he'd rather be truthful about his own uncertainties.
" Mister Jigash, i don't think there no stranger that wash dishes for us - would be a bad person, right? "
" Don't think too much about it, there is plenty lot for you to feast! "
She exclaimed and boasted pridefully while reserve to piling on the portion of soup onto his half-empty bowl.
How foolish - and somehow it was a reminiscence to 'moder'.
Perhaps it was the smile or was it the magnanimous personality that was so blinding?
Even if no one could percieve his expression through this helm.
He was quite certain that his lips would curled up in a heartbeat,
he was indeed enjoying himself, like in the past.
' I see, this is what he wanted to protect '
Jigash muttered in silence before participating in the rowdiness about on his adventures, his lonesome self was slowly washed away before this familial atmosphere.
**
'D-Class disaster: Spatial Predator'
*Sigh*
" Are you seriously telling me, that there is a D-class going loose around the academy's vircinity? "
A blond elven-like woman in her 30s seemingly to suck in puff of air more than usual, unlike the usual tea beverage which she would indulged.
But based on the current situation calls for a more formal attitude, as held in her hand - a 'Case File' taken from the desk that was made of an advanced plasma technology.
" Sorry about this - i don't know anyone else that could handle it covertly, apart from some teachers and those connected to the incidents that i've been informed on, "
" There was only you that were 'effective' in disposing it, Lami. "
The person monologuing from the other side of the table - wearing a monocle with a formal attire on top of a fedora,
If you were to assume his profession based on appearance alone.
He would be the definition of a 'mafia boss' by a long shot.
But at his words suggests his occupation, that was indeed the 'Principal of Fallen Academy' speaking to her,
The one that pulled some string to allow a dangerous syndicate such a 'Calamity's puppeteer' to infiltrate without seeing eye-to-eye with the Confederation's top-brass.
" And...could you stop calling me that? I'm already annoyed, perhaps you perishing here would have been better off, Neifisos. "
Stellaria or rather 'Lami', reprimanded the principal, which goes to show their relationship and who was the superior in reality.
" Calm down, Miss Lamity, "
" While i would address you by your new 'identity' the idea to my liking is inordinately 'dreamy' for some reason - Pft...'Stellaria' that's such a corny name. "
" Oh yeah? I am wondering how corny it would be if morning were to found your body hang-upside down on top of the academy's clocktower to dry? "
Stellaria's eyes glow with bloodlust and devoid of expression,
It was definitely a geniune threat that could alone kill a healthy human.
" Oi oi oi I get the memo! Please withdraw that 'thread', if i get into an accident now- "
" I won't be able to do my principal work. Let alone get to live another day! "
The 'Gentleman' attempt to negotiate with a radioactive fuse that about to completely obliterate him.
" Fine, but make it quick. I have my own plate of teaching my students as well. "
'Stellaria' withdrew her ability and the expression of 'massacre', while seating with disappointment at the lack of fine beverages.
Neifisos breathe a sigh of relief, he had evaded a disaster while attempting to jest as an informat.
But how could he resist teasing his colleague? It was a past-time that seems to stick with him ever since he got himself involve with 'her' and the others.
" Anyways, the reason was - it were predicted to be infiltrating in this academy of students, knowing it's habits. "
" It should be able to find a weakness in the 'Dimensional Deterrent' and cause mayhem to this place, "
" But - this is where you can come in, a teacher rescuing students from the threat of a disaster? Now that's worthy of respect. "
" This scenario will solidified your position amongst the students and promote some good faith from those pesky elders at the federation, "
" And we are able to tweak the barrier for any outsider interferance based on the data that were breached by that specialized creature. "
He spoke all of his thoughts without restraint while clasping his hands together, a sinister reflection upon his translucent monocle.
" And this is why you're trusted within our circles, if only your personality were equally as impressive. "
Stellaria couldn't helped but sighed in seeing the mastermind at work, while she could definitely defeat him.
He was merticulous and profoundly able to express friendliness better than her.
Every members of the 'Pentagram Wing' has something to offer of their own.
While they don't communicate as much, there was a deep trust between them.
" All right, i'll be standing by teaching my class - notify me if that 'thing' were to invade the spacious conciousness,
" Be sure it doesn't harm anyone since they aren't involved in this. "
" I'll have to personally suppress it. "
Stellaria stood up from her seat and proceed to walk back from the door behind her.
" As expected of the one who slaughtered the entire 'Contingency's Legion'. Have a good hunt! "
" However - i am indeed curious, who is that lucky student that has attracted our 'ace', i wonder? "
Niefisos snickered with playfulness, as the wind of changes around his colleague seems to be quite drastic compared to her usual self,
A lone morrighan finding a new disciple - it's almost unrealistic, he reminded himself.
" Stay away from my people. You don't want a repeat of *that* right? "
" Of course, Lami. "
" Good, i expect tea and not coffee next time, cause i won't be as merciful - the next instance we meet. "
With that she closed the door, with the same outlook as she wore during her youth.
'To hunt is to eliminate all possible threats'
That was her expression then, and it has not changed since.
Though something had influenced her to formulate a different concern as well.
" Student Aldritch, i hope you're prepared for your first 'war'. "
She took a glimpse at the note with the word 'Examination' imprinted on it.