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SatyrWarrior
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A pristine azure sky casted over the medium-sized village, flawlessly blending with the powerful sun as it emitted luminous rays of sheer comforting warmth. Today was just like any other summery day. Navii was on his break, and as per the norm, the 19 year-old lad had taken a seat on the crate just outside the inn, watching the villagers bustle by as he sipped his cool beverage. Of course, it wasn't alcohol. No, certainly not. The poison didn't settle with the young man very well at all. He was genuinely satisfied with drinking water on a rather humid day anyhow. Cerulean-green irises shifted from left to right, a content mass flickering within placid optics. His perceptive eyes were capable of capturing the most minuscule details, so it was not even rendered a challenge for Navii to catch the beauty of the current wave of villagers coming into town. He had an abundance of former practice with the causal, and perhaps, peculiar hobby. He appeared nonchalant as he detected the beautiful woman of the current crowd. He temporarily admired her loveliness from afar, and then watched her depart with the flow of the other villagers.
"Ah, tis the season I suppose." Navii murmured happily. The young male smiled faintly, noting that the recent beauty had been wearing a thin tank top, along with a petite archer's skirt. Summer certainly did bring out the finest attire in his opinion. He himself was sporting a pair of queer dark pants; his right pants leg was a long one, but his left pants leg was approximately slightly above knee-length. Though, he was barely wearing a shirt. The majority of his sleeveless black vest had been left open, revealing portions of his broad shoulders and arms that weren't cloaked by the long gloves--of which the right one possessed three claw marks near the top--and toned abs in attempts to feel what little refreshing breeze proceeded through the town. His length, untamed-looking turquoise-green hair would seem to be a burden upon him on such a warm day, but in actuality, it shielded him from the balmy sun rays. Sighing, the older adolescent sat up, preparing to take his leave. His break was nearing its end, and he needed to get back to accumulating missions for the remainder of the day. Navii reposed his glass on the rough surface of the crate as he stood, glancing at the new bushel of individuals progressing through the town. He abruptly paused, keen pools of cerulean-green now staring up ahead. Suddenly, he choked mildly on the last swallow of his water, coughing briefly to clear his throat. Then, he resumed goggling at the individual that made him choke in the first instance, due to astonishment. "My word..." he whispered softly. 'Who...is that magnificent women...?' he thought to himself mentally, eyes dilating to a fairly massive size.
'Never have I seen such radiating beauty before.' He continued to gaze at the young woman as she passed by. Perhaps the young female had somehow felt the hard stares upon her, because she eventually glanced in his direction, directly meeting eyes with the gaping lad. Even when she had delivered a quizzical look to him, he relentlessly gazed upon her hypnotic charm. He was utterly dumbfounded. When their eyes had met, his heart instantaneously went aflutter. He felt as if his breaths of air were gradually being purloined from him....and the sensation of it all was absolutely staggering. What a hopeless romantic. Although he had seen many beautiful women in his days, never had any of them made him feel so 'weak in the knees' like this before. And this merely caused him to ponder further... Why weren't all of the men in this village whipping their heads around to stare at her in wonder?? It was almost as if he was the only one that noticed her beauty--why was that? Was it because she wasn't stick-thin--though, still slim--, but held defined feminine curves to her body, unlike many of the girls he had seen? That could be why; due to the unfamiliarity of it all, the men in this particular village probably shied away from the situation altogether. Even so, to him, that only seemed to intensify her attractiveness.
Shortly after, the young woman swiftly turned away to continue migrating with the crowd. The interval between them steadily increased at an alarming rate; she was gradually escaping his range of sight. 'I must know her name--I want to know who she is!' he thought almost frantically as he bolted into the mass of villagers. So much for being weak in the knees. He attempted to follow her trail, but alas, she was apparently far more credentialed at swerving through the horde than he was. Thus, he lost sight of her within a couple of minutes. 'Damn it! I lost her... She disappeared so quickly.' A look of dismay smudged his handsome features. He now stood in the middle of the town aimlessly, at least until he recalled that his break was nearly over. Even when he had returned to his former destination and had collected his missions for the day, his mind continued to linger on the young woman that moved his heart. The woman that he'd probably never see again...