There was a noticeable pause all of a sudden, making Zelos arch a brow in confusion before catching Genis' side-long glance towards Lianna's spot next to him. And so the foolish people who started all the conflict," Zelos glanced catching movement from the end of the aisle and almost grimaced seeing professor Raine was walking back and forth "the Desians, were sealed." "Thereafter, the hero made a pact with the Goddess Martel. The memory bringing a trickle of amusement onto the chosen's face before remembering where he was. Zelos recalled when Lianna first introduced them to one another, Genis immediately stating his dislike of the former when Zelos coined the term 'shortstack' for him and laughed while poking him in the forehead when he got frazzled by it. His clothes were no doubt elven material, a mix of baby blue and darker navy blue with some easy patterns along the pants leg and opening of the vest. His hair, much like his sister's, was white with some strands hanging against his shoulders while others were more jutted upwards and askew. Genis was small despite his age of 12 years old, standing at a height of only four feet and eight inches total In Zelos' opinion he was freakin tiny, maybe that's why his intelligence factor was so damn high, Zelos mused in silence. "Thanks to all the effort put in by the hero Mithos, the ancient Great War finally came to an end." Zelos simply tuned her out now, shifting his blue eyes forward to where Genis Sage was standing, reading something aloud. Still, it was almost adorable the way the brunette fidgeted nervously in her seat trying and failing to be discreet as she checked herself over, "d-do I have something on my face? Or…." "What?" She said in a low voice, knowing that if Professor Raine saw them talking they were both going on the chopping block. He shot Lianna an annoyed glance from the corner of his eye, making her blink. Zelos resisted the heavy urge to roll his eyes at the fake show of concern-in his opinion-before propping his face on the palm of his hand, resting his elbow up on the makeshift desk for awhile. "Just a dream," he muttered, letting his eyelids fall shut once more. His eyes momentarily widened and his heart was beating rapidly, though seeing the inside of the classroom, crammed and filled to the brim with various students, set him immediately at ease. The slight jostle of another persons elbow hitting into his rib-cage startled startled 17 year-old Zelos Wilder awake, his drowsy and tired state now thrown into a more alert one. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 5869 Chapters: 2/? Comments: 3 Kudos: 4 Bookmarks: 1 Hits: 170
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