The Wolf Hunts The Boy

The Wolf Hunts The Boy
Date of Scene:	21 November 2012
Location:	Fluorgis - City
Synopsis:	Watching for the Shard Seekers, Hati lurked around for their leader, Reize Seatlan. In the midst of his shopping, she cornered him, pressing for information.
Cast of Characters:	Reize Seatlan, Hati

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Reize Seatlan has posed:
It's the afternoon.

Fluorgis, as usual, is th florishing city that has the trade and businesses. The influx of travelers from the nearby ports offers so much for activity.

With the businesses booming, some of the Shard Seekers are likely tending to their vending shops. However, Reize had been handling other matters. It is usually good to help the citizens with their daily activities."Ngghh..."

At a smaller house not too far from the market, Reize is carrying two large buckets of water towards the house. He eventually drops to a knee, carefully placing the pails down.

"Oh! Goodness!" The owner of the house, or the tender, is a woman within her sixties. She carries a cherub-face, beaming. "Thank you, young man. I'll put a word out regarding the Shard Seekers."

"Heee, thanks!"

Now, here Reize is, walking back towards the market square. He needs to buy some apples and other goods.

Hati has posed:
It had taken a bit of time for Hati to sort out the nonsense that a couple of wayward members of the Khamja had started by getting in her way. For all the power that the group of assassins might have here in Fluorgis, even their leader seemed a bit wary of crossing the Shadowlords, and their servants by proxy. Still, this werewolf is by no means as invulnerable as her brother. The skirmish where she'd come to the aid of that strange scarred woman had left her licking her wounds for a few days.

Of course, that meant the trail going cold. So, the wolf had to start over, waiting and watching the Shard Seeker's headquarters. She could have just gone in and /asked/ about the fight with the Heartless here in Flourgis, but that would have been far too simple an answer.

So, that is how the wolf-girl ends up tailing Reize on this particularly bustling day. For all her experience as a servant of darkness, it doesn't exactly give her the greatest of social graces. So, as Reize turns back towards the market, the girl steps from the shadows, barking a call towards him. "Yo, boy!" Avira had refused to even give her his name, "I need to talk to you." Her voice has a slight growl to it, her blue-tinted hair peeking out from underneath a hoodie that hides her ears. There's a tail hanging down behind her, but it might just be for decoration.

Reize Seatlan has posed:
It's just a wonderful day. Nothing to worry about. Nothing of dire importance. No siree. Reize is going off to the market place, will buy what he needs, and then...

'Yo, boy!'

Reize blinks for a moment, then he turns his head over towards the woman with the hoodie on. He tilts his head towards her curiously. His eyes drop low to see the tail, but his eyes lift back to see the features of the individual.

He furrows his eyebrows, almost a tad wary. It soon passes, "Ooooiii!" He waves a hand owards her, then he starts making his way towards her. As soon as he gets close enough, he gets a better look of the person, or at least as much as the hood allows him to get. "Err.. what did you need to talk to me about?"

Hati has posed:
Perhaps one of the stranger things about this girl is the fact that she somehow gives that impression of being 'bigger' than she is. It's something that changes the moment someone gets closer. In fact, the girl is actually just a hair shorter than Reize, himself, which makes her look quite young. Like Avira, though, Hati has her own share of scars, causing one eye to have a mismatched color from the other.

She's used to that wary expression. In fact, it would be more unusual for people not to look at her a bit strangely. At the very least, he doesn't go for a weapon, but that might just be because she isn't trailing the Heartless entourage with her at the moment. No, Hati is curious about these people, this one in particular, and she is trying her best not to look too suspicious - and failing quite miserably.

Remember that thing about social graces? Well, the moment that Reize gets in a reasonable distance from her, the wolf-girl reaches out, grabbing at his shirt and shifting her weight to shove him up against a nearby wall. It's not exactly the nicest way of saying 'hello', but in a split second, the girl leans in close... waaaay too close.

Normally, maybe some passers by might have raised an eyebrow at this, but it almost looks as if the poor boy is about to have one planted on him by a girl, so... no one really stops to give them more than a half-glance. Hati, with a small growl of warning, has her nose right up against his ear, taking a few breaths in through her nose to get the 'smell' of him. It's a gesture that might certainly be considered intimate in other circumstances, especially with her lips grazing his cheek as she draws back.

Those mismatched eyes are intense, her hand still clutching at his clothes. "You /are/ the one I've been looking for." She states as if this were an undeniable fact. "Who are you? Tell me." She insists, although there is something almost pleading in her voice rather than demanding. Mixed signals much?

Reize Seatlan has posed:
There are many things unexpected when you meet strangers. Some could just try to mug you. Others would really seek to just trick him. This one, however, is on the other method.

 !!!

Reize is grabbed by the shirt. Unable to react, he finds himself shoved against a nearby wall. His head reels slightly, mentally wincing from the collision. Ooof. The boy groans a bit, "Oiii! What's with the big---...."

And that is when Hati lean very close to him. Both eyes widen whenshe is too lose to him. While she is very 'intimate' in feeling him out....

*DOINNNGG!!!*

His antenna hair sticks up.

As she carries thatintense gaze at him, he winces a bit. "Egnggh.. R--Reize Seatlan... you know, there are otherways to ask me... That hurts!" He frowns.

Hati has posed:
At first, the wolf-girl doesn't even seem to realize that she's being rough with the poor boy. Her hand still grips in his clothes - her lips speaking with that hint of fanged teeth behind them. It isn't until he makes that vocal complaint that she looks down at her own hand, letting it slacken and release him, taking only a half-step backwards. It means that she's not quite pressed up against him, but still close enough that she's certainly invading his personal space.

The girl growls, although it's hard to tell if it's at herself or at him. "Sorry." She mutters between her teeth. What is it with this anger lately? Everything is so much bigger - so much more confusing than it had been. "I haven't had much luck with direct questions lately." Those eyes still stare at him, though, with a wolfish sort of intensity and a distinct lack of those normal social ques that would have made anyone else look away by now.

Her gaze looks up towards that bit of his hair, her head tilting with wolfish curiosity, but her eyes don't linger there long. "You were in a fight with a Heartless. I recognize your scent from the ruins." Those eyes are giving him one of those distinctly 'up and down' sort of looks, as if she's trying to find something. There is confusion written there. "You don't have one." She murmurs, and then snaps her attention back to his face. "Is that what your 'Shard Seekers' do? Are you trying to hunt the Heartless?"

Reize Seatlan has posed:
Oh thank goodness.

Once Reize is released, he falls on his feet with a grimace. He quirks an eyebrow towards Hati, frowning at her completely. Though, the fact that she is still very close to him does put him at an uncomfortable position. Argh, cooties. Not this again.

His antenna hair flops back and then forth. However, the young man sighs and he runs a hand over to his head, "...It's alright. Just... need to be more careful." He offers her a faint smile, "People will respond better if you just ask. No need to grab them."

Then, he blinks at her comment, "...Y--yeah." As she sizes him up, he boy blinks, "...Have one?" He scratches his head. A frown is given, "...Not exactly." His eyes shut, looking at Hati directly, "The Shard Seekers consist of various people displaced from their own world. We seek the World Shards as well as a way to restore them. Perhaps then, we can recover some worlds that were lost from the Heartless."

Blink, "...You know, you never gave your name!" He puffs his cheeks, "It's not fair to question who I am and not give your own. It's rude!" That kiddish indignation in Reize.

Hati has posed:
The wolf is, of course, oblivious to the discomfort that her presence might be causing. She has not heard of the dreaded cooties. "I don't know. Thus far it's been more successful than trying to politely ask a question. The people of these worlds tend to be a bit... paranoid." Says the girl who is working for the bad guys. Then again, she had only been sent to find out what had happened to the Panda-Heartless, this is a side-quest that she's taken upon herself.

The movement of his hair is enough to catch her eyes again, her nose twitching towards it as if she's trying to figure out if it is a living thing attached to his head, or not. It isn't until he asks about her comment that Hati seems to scan his form again. "A weapon." She notes. The wolf raises her own fingers, which have finger-less gloves covering most of them, her fingertips slightly claw-tipped. "Something capable of actually harming the Heartless. I had wondered if you were the 'wielder', but I doubt one would leave without taking such a weapon with him." She moves her hand, shifting it as if she might just use it to go 'searching' for whatever weapon she's looking for. "Then again, maybe you're hiding it..."

She trails off for a moment, and it isn't until he begins speaking about his Shard Seekers that her hand comes back to her side again, a mere moment before it might have gone wandering in search. Lucky break, perhaps. "Why would you seek to restore the worlds? If it were not for the darkness inherent in all worlds, they would not have fallen." She growls to herself, as if this thought were a distraction.

She might have gone right back to trying to discover if this boy is somehow hiding a keyblade somewhere she can't see, but then he asks her name. Her eyes lift to look at his again, nose twitching. "Hati." She regards him, taking one of those clawed fingers and using the tip to poke at one of his puffed cheeks. "It was not my intention to be rude. My line of business rarely requires... introductions."

Reize Seatlan has posed:
"... Well, when folks suddenly sneak up or assault them, it's no wonder why they are paranoid!" He huffs, then he sighs. His antenna hair continues to flop around along with Reize as he sighs. Reize cannot help but fund the tension rise as she lifts up to sniff over towards his antenna hair. It shrinks back as Reize nearly stumbles back against the wall.

But then, a weapon is brought up. He adds to her comment about his weapon, which he doesn't have on him. Reize lifts his shoulders with a shrug, "...I don't know anything about this wielder." He furrows his eyebrows, "...Uhh, I don't really carry my weapons in this city if I am not going out to explore. I'm helping majority of my friends fix up the place." He smiles, "And do some tasks for some of the people in this city!"

Her question?

"People wish to see their homes again. People lost a lot. Besides, I believe that their worlds can be restored." He furrows his eyebrows, a hand slams onto his palm, "Knight's Vow #14: Even a small star shines in darkness." He smiles, "There is darkness, but there is also a light. Nothing is irreversable! Just gotta keep hope!"

But then, she introduces to him, and the cheeks are poked. The air exhales and he buhs. "Well, you gotta make friends sometimes!" He brightens, "And to do that, introductions are usually customary!" He extends a hand her way, cheerful smile returning. "Pleased to meet you, Hati."

Hati has posed:
"How would you suggest I follow someone and question them without sneaking up on them? It wouldn't suit the purpose if they knew I was tailing them." Apparently, such things as just going up and talking to people are a foreign thing to the black and blue-haired girl. "As for assault, if I wanted to assault you, you'd be hurt." She looks him over yet again, and then raises an eyebrow. "You don't seem hurt to me."

The fact that he has no weapons seems to affirm that he could not be the keyblade wielder that the Shadowlords are looking for, regardless of his position as a spikey-haired protagonist - besides, his feet are far too small to fill those giant clown shoes. "You had a weapon the day that Heartless attacked." Still, his smile is a bit disconcerting. It's like looking into sunlight after being in darkness for a long time, it makes you want to squint and shy away from such a thing.

"Not all worlds have fallen to Heartless, and not all of them can be restored." Hati murmurs darkly, one of those clawed hands curling into a fist. Her lips draw back away from those fanged teeth again, but somehow she manages to avoid taking her anger out on him. Something about his words seems to to claw at her though, like an itch that she can't quite scratch. Hope? "What if I told you I don't believe the worlds should be restored?" She asks in that same darker tone, as if she were balancing on a knife-edge. "I would rather see them stay gone, and maybe whatever comes after all this is a better place."

It's a strange way of looking at things, but it isn't too far from the way many people view their lives. Her idea of hope is not to save the world from darkness, but that the darkness might swollow up everything, and something new might be born. Still, that thought ends up getting side-tracked when he extends his hand towards her. At first, the girl just blinks at it, "What's the purpose of ... friends?" She asks, and the question is strange enough as it is, without what comes next.

She lowers her head a little, leaning down to sniff at his hand like one might expect a dog to if it were introduced to some strange person. Then, seemingly with no knowledge of what she's supposed to do with that hand, the wolf-girl actually... /LICKS/ at his fingers. The girl blinks, makes a strange expression, and then lifts her head again. "You have a strange definition of pleasure." She notes.

Reize Seatlan has posed:
Sigh. The boy rubs the back of his head, "...Sometimes, people are more willing to speak to someone who doesn't sneak up on them! Otherwise, they just seem very suspicious!" Reize furrows his eyebrows. Helooks at the woman as she mentions about her assault. He winces, "...My brain was rattle a bit when I was slammed to the wall."

However, when she mentions about his weapons during the Heartless fight... "...Yeah, I use boomerangs." He frowns slightly, "The Heartless attacks people! When they do, I am able to fight! I don't just use my weapons!" It helps being versatile. Nevertheless, Reize finds himself at quite a situation with her.

"..." What if she doesn't want to see the worlds restored? What if things are beter that way? Sure, some places are not better off and may not be able to be recovered, but...

"...Then we believe in two different ways." He shuts his eyes, "...The Shard Seekers will still work on restoring the worlds. Many people have lost their homes and will want to see their homes me." His gaze is direct towards Hati. "...That is what I am doing for my friends."

But, that is when she leans over to lick his fingers.

For some strange reason....

*DDDOOOOIIIIINNNNGGG!!!*

His antenna hair stiffens.

"I...I... it wa supposed to be... be a handshake!" His face is flushed red.

Hati has posed:
"Human ways are strange." Hati replies, the furry tail behind her swaying slightly. Okay, so it's not just for decoration. "In my world, when you make a request, you come head lowered, quiet and humble. Yet you call that sneaking up on someone. If I were to confront someone, I would come head-on, proud and strong, and yet you say that is wrong, too." She steps back with a growl, shaking her head. At the very least, it does give him a little more breathing room.

Unlike her brother, who has had far more time around humans, Hati still sees things much like a wolf. "I already apologized, but it worked, didn't it? You actually answered me. It's more than I can say for everyone else." The girl doesn't really seem repentant for her actions, although perhaps a little bit for taking it quite that far.

When he begins to mention how he fights, it does catch her attention. "How strong of a fighter are you?" She asks, looking him over again. She knew that he had fought the Heartless, but that does not mean much. There were ducks who could stand up against the Heartless, and they were hardly a match for her. "I wonder if I should test your strength." She muses, the thought of it seeming to draw a wicked twist of her mouth.

Still, seeing him speak so earnestly about his little group has her tilting her head again. "Don't get me wrong, Reize. I'm not here to get in the way of your pack." She lifts her clawed digits, pulling the hood back from her forehead. Like Skoll, she has a set of wolfish ears that nearly hide within her hair. Yet, without the hood, the length of the scars on her face, extending even to her ear, is quite visible. "I've seen the darkness of this world first hand, and in all my travels, I've yet to see a single light to make up for that."

There is a sort of sadness to her voice, as if some part of her actually wanted to believe in some real good in this world, but she had seen so much darkness. Still, this somber note is disrupted by the way his hair reacts, causing the wolf to look puzzled again. She looks from his hand, to his face, to his hair, and then back again. "What is a handshake? It is certainly not the way we greet among my kind. We only shake when we are wet and want to get rid of the water."

Reize Seatlan has posed:
Reize's eyes droop towards Hati's tail, watching it sway around with a curious gaze. While he watches its movement, he listens to her. He frowns a bit, then he sighs, "...There's so many ways.. ahh..." He throws his hands up. "Mada mada...."

And then, a different topic is brought up. How strong of a fighter is he? Reize is uncertain look on his face, "..." However, that is when she finally takes a thought of 'testing' his strenth. He is a tad worried, considering that he's without his boomerangs. However, the boy squints.

"...I'll take you up on that!"

Reize is not one to back down, no matter how big or small. There is always that urge to prove himself. However, what starts to draw his attention is that she lifts her hood from her head, revealing the wolfish ears.

His eyes widen, "...There's another person that I know who... has the same feelings that you do." He furrows his eyebrows, frownin slightly. "...Yeah, it seems a bit familiar and... he has the wolf ears like you."

Though, when she gives a somber look, Reize offers something to her.

His hand moves towards her hair, it's a gentle pat. He isn't sure why he is doing this. However, it seems like the girl needs some sort of reassurance. "You'll find that light eventually." As for explaining a handshake, Reize is uncertain how to go about that. Instead, "How do you greet?"

Hati has posed:
So many ways, but yet he doesn't explain any of them! It's frustrating enough of a thing for Hati, but the wolf-girl just growls in an undertone, shoving her clawed fingers into her pockets. Would she ever understand humans? Probably not.

When he accepts her challenge, though, the girl's mouth quirks in a half smile. The prospect of a fight seems enough to draw her tongue over her lips thoughtfully. Unlike most who might look at Reize and guess that he isn't much of a fighter, she knew that he could at least hold his own. For all that others judge her, she's not the type to judge others quite so quickly. "Another time, then, when you have those boomerangs of yours. I'd like to see this strength of yours." It almost sounds as if she's insinuating something else along with it, but... that's impossible, right?

With her ears revealed, Hati nods slightly, the two furry forms slicking downward slightly. "Yes. The scarred woman had said something about there being another. It doesn't change anything. I may not be the last as I'd thought, but we're a dying race in a dying land. There isn't exactly much to hope for."

As his hand comes out towards her head, the girl just growls lowly in the back of her throat. Strangely, though, she doesn't draw back, even as her ears flatten with irritation. "Please don't do that. Otherwise, I will have to rearrange your face, and I'm guessing you're attached to it as it is."

Still, he does ask her how she would greet someone. The wolf tilts her head, ears lifting slightly. How long had it been since she'd greeted one of her own kind? Hazy memories swim in her recollection, escaping before she can catch hold of them. "For an enemy, it is teeth, and claws. You are not my enemy, even if you may be enemy to those I serve. The two are not the same." It sounds more as if she is trying to convince herself rather than him.

"For a friend... perhaps something like this." The wolf closes her eyes, and perhaps somewhere in her mind she's imagining a dream. A dream of warm white fur. The girl nudges her head up underneath his neck in a passing nuzzle that certainly carries that affectionate sort of feeling, but as soon as it had come, the image snaps. Hati growls to herself and draws back, ears down. "But you are not a friend, either." No, he is not her wolf, not the one she seeks, but why did that feeling seem real? Maybe not him, but maybe somewhere...

Reize Seatlan has posed:
And the challenge is made. That is a strange challenge, however, it is a challenge that the boy is more than willing to accept, given the circumstances. "You have yourself a deal."

And then, her comment about the wolf and her dying hope earns a frown. He shakes his head slightly. However, it is when she growls and she gives him an irritated look. He steps back slightly, looking a bit sheepish. "Sorry! For some reason, I couldn't help it." Then, his smile turns a bit sincere, "...Besides, it seemed like you could have used it for some reason." It was something about her that was sad. Even a comforting hand could help. ...Probably not.

And she mentions about the greeting towards enemies. He rubs the back of his head, but says nothing of it. Now, when she nudges her head underneath his neck for that passing nuzzle...

*DOING!*

There goes that antenna hair once more. It's like a lightning rod or a shaken tuning fork. However, when she draws back, his antenna hair slowly lowers, as if emitting a sigh of relief. At the same time, that breath comes out of Reize.

"...Eh heh. Probably not, but perhaps it is possible that we will end up as friends. Who knows?"

Hati has posed:
What is wrong with her today? It seems as if everything has turned upside down. When was the last time she'd even drempt of the White Wolf? Ages ago - somewhere in the dark time after she'd left her world. Serrak had promised to steal those dreams, to keep her from remembering whatever wanted her to remember it, and yet... with him gone, they return.

There is a sort of sadness to the girl as she draws back, giving another of those growls under her breath, closing her eyes and shaking her head suddenly as if she were trying to dislodge something. "You smell like the others. The girl who fought against that Heartless with you." Change the subject - back to something solid, away from silly stupid things like emotions.

"She is your mate?" The girl asks, head tilting, trying to make sense of the scents surrounding this young man. So many have passed in and out of the Shard Seeker's Headquarters recently, and there are bits and pieces of many people he carries with him. "There are others, though. You smell like an alpha." She looks him up and down again, that confusion still evident. "How can that be? Is there hidden strength in you?"

The Shadow Lords hadn't sent her here to find out this sort of information. All they wanted was to know the strengths and weaknesses of a group that had driven one of their Heartless back into the darkness, and yet... curiousity. She could kill him - if he were the Heart of their little group, it would certainly end the threat that they pose to the Shadow Lords, and yet... could she just kill a boy in cold blood? Maybe she could have sunk her fangs into that Shinra suit who followed her back to her forest, but this is different. But /WHY/ is it different?

Nothing makes sense anymore, and the confusion shows in her mismatched eyes. "Do you know anything about a man named Serrak?" The question seems to come out of nowhere, but there is intensity in those eyes as she stares across at him. If he knows - if he had /anything/ to do with her master's disappearance, then that would be reason enough. If this boy and his pack took him, then she would /end/ them all.

Reize Seatlan has posed:
"...The others...?" Reize looks rather confused for a moment. Yet, Hati brings forth other matters. "Wait, what?!" He furrows his eyebrows about the person being a mate of his. "N-no! She's a friend!" Reize furrows his eyebrows, then he rubs the back of his head. This is all so confusing to him. And yet, she then starts addressing him as an alpha. Now, Reize is not clueless when it comes to wolf behaviors. His mind is thinking back to the village in his younger days.

"...I suppose." Reize considers after a moment. Reize is the person that has to remain strong for the group. He is to be the leader. It is not a position that he expected to find himself in. Just a simple wandering adventurer. But now, he is more? It is still something to get used to.

"... Sometimes we all just have the same goal, just gotta help each other acomplish it." But then, a question is presented to them. "Uhh... Serrak?" He rubs the back of his head, scratching his head. "Not that I know of. Is he a friend of yours?"

Hati has posed:
"Yes, others. I can smell them on you." Hati's nose twitches as she watches him in that predatory fashion, her head tilting first one way, and then the other. "My kind have a very strong sense of smell. It's how I tracked you back here in the first place." She closes her eyes again, taking in a deep breath, "It's also how I know that vendor down the road is selling rotton tomatoes, and the man buying them hasn't showered in at least two days."

She blows a bit of air out of her nose, dismissing the other scents that could easily become overwhelming if she focused too much on them. "Every place a person travels, every person they meet, it changes the scent they carry on them. You're surrounded by many. You carry them with you." And who does she carry? No one. Even Serrak's scent had vanished in the months since his disappearance. Now, all that remains is her and Garm and the darkness. Nothing more.

Yet, she still waits for his answer. The wolf waits for the one thing that would grant her that release of all the darkness inside her. In some ways, she almost wills him to say that he knows of Serrak, that he had killed him - anything to end the torment of not knowing. But the boy knows nothing. It is enough to have her give a snarl, slamming her hand into the wall not too far away from poor Reize's head. There is anger there, but it's not directed at him.

With her teeth clenched, Hati growls, shaking her head, "It doesn't matter. He's gone, and I will not rest until I find out who is responsible. And when I do..." Her clawed fingers dig into the wall, leaving deep gouges behind as she steps back, finally seeming to give him room as she turns to look out at the street. She's looking for a path in the swarm of people moving about their daily routines, looking for an escape.

Reize Seatlan has posed:
Reize cannot help but to make a face as Hati describes what else she can smell. /Well/! Reize knows that he won't be shopping at the tomato store for some time! What an annoyance! The cheeks puff up. However, he frowns a bit, looking over towards Hati as she mentions about Serrak once more.

WHAM!

The wall is struck nearby, causing him to jump. He looks over to the spiderweb of cracks made by the wall. Then, he looks over towards Hati, "...If he is still around, perhaps I'll try to find him." He offers as she backs away to look for an exit, "He seems to mean a lot to you." He thinks over the situation, "No one can truly be lost... just displaced. There is still a chance to find those that are 'gone'." Such as the worlds.

Hati has posed:
Even standing at the edge of the road, it's still easy to see the way the wolf tenses at his words. Her tail tucks down along her legs, her hands balled into fists. Oh, she's likely to feel that outburst later, but the pain helps to keep her mind clear, and such trivial things are what they invented potions for, anyways.

"This is my task." She states in a gruff voice. Turning towards him, the scarred side of her face and that discolored eye looks him over one more time, "You remind me of someone... but some things that are lost can never be found again. There are worlds that cannot be saved, and I'd rather it stayed that way." Her anger, her hatred, after everything else, it is all that this girl seems to have left. If she were ever to find her father - to seek out her revenge - what would be left? The anger keeps her alive.

"Take this as a warning, Reize. The actions of your Shard Seekers haven't gone unnoticed. Soon enough, you may find far worse things on your doorstep than me. Take care. For darkness is comming for you." It's then that she seems to sense an opening in the crowd. There is only a moment where her eyes are shadowed in that multi-colored hair. "I will find you again. Next time, be ready." Then, in what seems like the blink of an eye, the girl is gone. It seems impossible that she could simply vanish, but that is exactly what the wolf does - slipping away as quickly as she had come.

Reize Seatlan has posed:
Her task. Reize frowns slightly, but he had a feeling that the offer to assist would not go well. It was expected, but he felt better at least offering. And yet, inside, he will still try to set out to find her friend. At least, hopefully this Serrak is a friend.

But then, a warning is offered his way. The Shard Seekers are not unnoticed. Worse than her? He furrows his eyebrows. There is already Baron to worry about. What is next? These forces of darkness? Reize furrows his eyebrows, then he lowers his head.

"...I'll have my boomerangs by then." He states towards Hati. With a blink.

... She is gone.

The boy lowers his head, "...The queen, Baron, the heartless..." He sighs, "This is getting complicated."