fulmen—s:

_{≺ ϟ ≻ ——-   The more queries he was postulated to render rejoinders, the more intellectual soreness would be evoked. Alas, knowing that he did not possess the uper hand, this occasion was one of those rare ones that he could do nothing more than transmuting his hauteur into clemency. A trait that he would reveal in an infrequent manner. His ego wouldn’t permit it the plural number of times. Due to this gargantuan reputation that subsists within him, it played a sizeable impact in his whole persona and made him who he is—- of course, demonstrated with his transactions. And Laxus was one of those individualists that would show no hesitation in displaying such.}

_{“I don’t recall askin’ your name. But i guess that would do.”}

_{≺ ϟ ≻ ——-   Words that divulged mere ennui. Nothing against the petite feminine figure, so, there was no need for malpractice to be taken from her pleura. Being pungent at most of times is something the characteristic about him. Not to mention the nonchalance that exists inside him. There was another gaze towards his purlieu— this unbeknown locus— There was something in this place. It was overt that this place wasn’t ordinary—- at least the major number of figures, had an anomalous source of power, causing them to become the, seemingly, fighters that they are. This girl— an enormous merit of this coercion was erupting from her. Stating that she was nothing but a simpleminded atom, would provoke mendacity. Laxus wasn’t an idiot, yet not the epitome of intelligence. Might this place in terms of appearance and facet, did not resemble to Magnolia, yet the fact that people here exist to protect it— or so his pressumptions had lead to, there was a congenial. Apparently, individuals here share potent amicable nexus, in order to outlive— of course, this, merged with the potency to strive for amelioration in power, prowess, skills, abilities— everything that regards the urge to protect, is one of the main keys in this story. To him, this place resembled Magnolia in such terms. otherwise, there was no way in hell that everything here is completely canonical, when such pressure is suffusing the integral ambiance.}

_{≺ ϟ ≻ ——-   And then, there was her upcoming inquirement. Even someone being the abridgement of idiocy could realize such aspect. But those were contemplations that shall keep in mind, alongside with other ones that were irrelevant to this topic. A muscular arm would heighten, as a collection of thick dactyls would blend themselves with the citrine spikes that concealed his cranium, before allowing it to plait again with the other arm, in the same post like before. And there was a sigh escaping from his delicate lips, before offering his rebutter to the other atom.}

_{≺ ϟ ≻ ——-  ”— Indeed, i’m comin’ from a place far away from this one. I guess you could say i lost track on my way back home, and ended up here.”  There was verity in his words. Though—— recalling her last statement upon his brain, there was something that made him create further assumptions—- Perhaps she was capable enough to sense his magic and come to conclusions of him, not being a normal human being? There was worth asking— after all, nothing the deteriorating could transpire. And if so— there was his teleporting magic— for him, to escape.}

_{“—- I guess you noticed it— right?”  It was overt— Laxus was a mage, with a vast possesion of magic. Predestinate to be concealed.}

^{|☽❀☾|  The more he continued his speech, the more queries the medic insisted on rendering to this conversation. But alas, if she did so then it would be completely tiresome for the fellow male before her. However, Sakura  couldn’t help it. Whenever she came across newcomers, especially those whom piqued much interest to her ego, she couldn’t help but to simply be fascinated with whichever forté’s they held. He wasn’t any ordinary individual–he was genuinely different. His demeanor alone even made it evident by the perceptible scar across the curvature of his face. Perhaps, he must have gotten such a scar by sparring one-by-one with someone in battle? Either that, or he could’ve been born with it.}  

     ^{Blatant concentration decorated porcelain features once he finished speaking, attentive eyes slowly scanning the surroundings around her, then back toward his form with an inquiry soon to emerge. “Ah, I see. So you aren’t from anywhere around here, ne? You seem… a lot different than the others I met." Another step was taken, vision focused, only briefly intrigued once it finally added up to Sakura. Her natural curiosity beginning to then take its course. So he was different after all. He wasn’t like any of the others she met prior from this meeting. Aside from those who held idiocy, immaturity and ignorance–he on the other hand seemed to hold an air of maturity. And in addition to that, the vividly determined aura in his behavior still never failed to impress her. As someone who lived the majority of their life in a village brimmed with ninja, it was a completely intriguing sight for Sakura to come across. After all, it wasn’t too often that she had the chance to meet others that nearly held a different persona as she did. Nevertheless, since this meeting, she knew for a fact that there must have been other qualities he had to own. But she just couldn’t seem to put her finger on what it truly was. Perhaps, a few inquiries could be made so she could finally get the answers she desired?}

    ^{Palms would contour around the curvature of her hips while a sigh slipped betwixt parted lips. Voice low; albeit holding much curiosity to it. "I take that your village isn’t anything like mine, right? But I must say, you seem interesting–especially for someone new." Since he was new, after all, the roseate was only making a simple hypothesis that those who lived in his hometown acquired the same aspects in strengths he had. Perhaps his prime caliber could have been… magic? During the many years of being a shinobi, Sakura was actually capable enough to sense the abilities people brushed off and came to conclusions of who they truly were on the inside. In fact, it was something she gradually learnt to do during the successful years of training.}

                                            ^{”..–Tell me, what strengths do you possess?“} 

     ^{With a gentle smile endowing further along her guise, hues of jade would continue to follow the newcomer. Ebony lashes fluttering a few times. The inquiry wasn’t more so out of curiosity, but to simply hint that she finally has an idea of what vast possessions he held. Such as, magic. Granted, it didn’t surprise her at all that he did so. Despite the village itself for not inhabiting such prowess, the entire situation still didn’t seem as foreign as what most would reckon it to be. Most people she encountered with were either a ninja, or a simple bystander. But the way Laxus exposed such abilities was on a completely different level. Any fool being the epitome of idiocy could even realize that.}