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Who: One lavish lord

fruitbrandy and one adventuring lad

grand_gaia
What: RANDOM ENCOUNTER
Where: A riverbank or something like one
When: Daytime? Whenever.
Warnings: Isaac has a sword.

They were landed. It was a small relief, Isaac thought. He had enough on his mind that day, and he was glad to not to have to worry about Ivan getting trapped behind cargo, or Garet's stomach doing acrobatics, or Mia...

...well, for being a Mercury adept, Mia didn't take too well to sailing.

There was a town a few days walk from where they'd landed the ship. Isaac thought it was nice to actually be on a continent again, as opposed to one of the small islands that dotted the Great Eastern Sea. Garet and Ivan were unloading some supplies to actually get them to town, while Mia was farther in, taking inventory. Isaac had drawn the long straw - he was standing guard against the local wildlife.

Behind him, Garet cursed loudly as he dropped something, prompting Isaac to look behind worriedly. It was a habit he was fast getting into, but wasn't sure if it was a good habit or not - every little sound had been making him start, lately. The distraction almost cost him, for as Isaac turned back to face the wilderness, he saw no less than three wolves had appeared before him. Isaac sighed at his bad luck, unsheathing his sword in one fluid motion, having just enough time to bring it up to block a pouncing beast...

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Meanwhile, back at Oxford, Sebastian had detached himself from the company of friends to take a solitary stroll along the river. Solitude certainly wasn't one of his most favoured states of being, but Charles was having one of his (to Sebastian's pleasure) more and more frequent moments of attending lectures, Anthony was only God knew where, and he wasn't quite in the moon to talk to any of his other old Etonian friends. So, after talking it over with Aloysius, he had decided on a solitary walk by the river. He didn't even bring wine.

Perhaps this was how he was in a state to observe the absurdity of a young man (Oh, Sebastian realised, he had met him before! Isaac!) holding out a sword and apparently engaging in battle. Perhaps Isaac was drunk. It was, to Sebastian, a perfectly logical idea.

With that in mind, Sebastian decided to greet Isaac. From a safe distance, of course. "How do you do?"

Isaac heaved under the weight of the animal, shifting his stance and shoving it off with his own body weight, barely sidestepping another one because his balance was off. The third leapt at him, then. Isaac was about to brace when he heard Garet call again, and ducked instead, feeling a blisteringly hot something whizz over his head and impact on the beast.

Isaac stood then, and brandished his sword again at the two creatures still standing. It was then that he heard Sebastian's greeting, and shifted his gaze over to glance at the speaker quickly before returning his attention to the task at hand.

"I'm a bit busy!" He called back, bringing his sword up to defend against another strike.

That was one of the more peculiar things to happen to him. It was then, of course, that Sebastian remembered that Dorian could not see Monsignor Bell and that the Oxford Gardens were Dorian's Hyde Park. In light of this, Sebastian nodded, more to himself than to anyone, and sat down by a tree to watch Isaac.

It wasn't as if he thought he could do much help Isaac. But he recalled from his years at Eton that everyone insisted on the support of friends at sports events, as this apparently helped people win. Sebastian and Aloysius, then, would have to give Isaac their support.

Isaac was a bit startled that Garet didn't notice the other young man settle nearby, but then again, nobody had really noticed Ikki for a long time while they were chained together. Really, he was just thankful that Sebastian was far enough away as to not be in range of any psynergy.

Which was a very good thing, as Isaac caused the ground to split in front of him, large chunks of rock flying from the schism to pelt the remaining assailants before closing up again. The last wolf standing got the message, whimpering before turning tail. Isaac heaved a sigh as Garet clapped him on the back, then returned to the ship to continue unloading.

Only then did Isaac walk over to Sebastian, giving him a tired sort of wave.

Sebastian waved back, and then lifted Aloysius's paw so that the bear could wave to. "Are you quite all right? I have no idea what you were doing but it looked very tiring."

Perhaps Isaac really was fighting something. This was, to Sebastian, a concerning thought. Though he was free of most of the weight of war, as he was too young and at school for most of it, that terror still lingered. Sebastian had no love of war.

Isaac glanced back at his party as he answered, ensuring they were out of conversational earshot. "Pack of wolves attacked," he explained. "Nothing really extreme, but they caught me by surprise. I just hope there's not a pack around here, somewhere."

Students floated down the lake, walked and bicycled down the path - and none of it matter to Sebastian, who had one thing for his focus now. It was bound to stray quickly enough, but it would stay centred around Isaac, and the looks of strangers meant nothing to him.

"How odd. I suppose it makes sense, though. If Dorian can't see priests, why should I be able to see mortal danger?"

"Ikki was the same for awhile," Isaac mused, "I can't say I really understand it, but I guess we can't see anyone except each other until we merge. It was a little bit awkward at the time." Isaac sighed and settled next to where Sebastian was sitting, although he did not sit, and his eyes wandered about the area, always wary of another prowling member of wildlife. "I've been going to the plane almost since the beginning of our journey and I still don't understand it."

"You've been travelling? For how long? I never get to travel very far on my own. I'd like to visit Japan some day, particularly after meeting so many people on the Plane. Aloysius sometimes gets sick when we're travelling, though."

In contrast, Sebastian's alertness was lacking, and he seemed at ease and content in his surroundings.