"I'm looking for someone, and I've been looking for quite some time. This is the only reason I took this mission. I don't want you getting any ideas alright? His name is Ni Yang- and he's a pyromancer, possibly a B-rank."
He whistled softly;
"B-rank fire dude? Damn" he whistled a sharp note again, to cover his embarassment; "You sure know how to pick em!"
They stepped into a stretch of woodland. The pretty flowering trees spread out above them in shades of green, red, and brown- shielding them momentarily from the sun's rays. Large, well fed birds sat at the top branches, chirping happily.
"Well, I'm glad you let me know straight up. . .you know, instead of leading me on. . ."
He touched his heart- faking emotion;
"You probably don't know it yet, but I'm a pretty sensitive dude. I'm a lover, not a fighter."
The sarcasm was implied. And it provoked a chuckle of laughter from her;
