Fighting Fear For The First Time (Ezrion)

Ezrion laughed lightly. "I don;t find it that surprising at all. I mean your spirit pressure was intense." He looked around and sighed. H had been muttering to himself before he met this man, he knew it, he just couldn't prevent it. "So you must think me to be a weak imbecile."

Ren was taken aback by the male sitting next to him. The comment about his spiritual pressure was a given, he had spent over a hundred years memorizing every little detail in every single book in the entirety of the Soul Academy, and through his reading he had discovered many many things a lot of people didn't know. Such as how to train in perfection. But the comment on how he must think his new friend an imbecile was almost insulting to the genius. "Of course I don't find you a weak imbecile. Just looking at you scares me a little, and you clearly don't like silence so the mumbling has no permanence in my opinion of you."

Before Ezrion could even get a confused or stunned look on his face the Vizard raised his right hand, supporting himself on his left hand, and brought up to fingers to point at himself. "Genius."

Ezrion listened to Ren's response and explanation and burst out laughing. He fell over backwards, clutching his stomach in pain. When the fit subsided he sat up again. "Well at least someone can figure me out, I know a different genius, he's got a few screw loose, but he's an alright guy." He clutched his stomach still, the pain rapidly subsiding, as well as the spasms in his leg. He grinned like a maniac and shook his head lightly.

"Twelth Captain? Ex-Twelth? Whatever...They tend to be a bit off." Ren stood up from his relatively relaxed position as he spoke and wiped the dirt from his white cloak. Smiling as he did so. "Well than, what to do..." The Vizard thought hard to himself for a moment before shrugging, he hadn't managed to think of anything efficient.

Ezrion shrugged also getting to his feet. He sighed and stretched, finally remembering the gash on his side. "Oh ya. I forgot about you." He said checking the wound and laughing lightly. "Nice hit, by the way." He sighed again. "Well I should probably toddle off and get myself all fixed up."

Ren nodded calmly, understanding completely, and waved goodbye to his new friend. "Bye than Ezrion, it was nice meeting you. We should be seeing a lot of each other over the next millenia..." His white cloak swishing the Vizard turned around and walked towards the main base.

Ezrion nodded and headed off his own way. "A god day to you Mr. Hitimori." He smirked as he departed, leaving behind his new friend and once again embracing his slow descent into madness. He smiled lightly before whispering to himself. "No, no Issac you can;t eat that, you know your allergic.'