Burning eyes of molten red gazed in slight surprise at the woman in front of him. "You want to interview me?" He laughed, high and light, dying down until it was just a wide smile, a little wild around the edges. "Well, this day just gets better and better!" Suddenly, the smile eft his features, and a hard serious tone came over him. He gripped the interviewer firmly by the shoulders. "This story never reaches Tae Ra." The interviewer nodded her consent, and the cheerful glee swept over the man again. He released his hold on her, moving to sit on the edge of his glider. "Well then, let's get this started. Just try not to bore me."
The interviewer clicked her pen, ready.
Tell me about yourself.
"Gah! You're boring me already." He flicked his fingers, a flash of silver sailing towards the interviewer. It just missed her head, sheering off a piece of her hair. "The next question better be an interesting one." A small quirk of his former smile tugged at his lips, the blonde man leaning forward. "Though now I am very intrigued. You asked for an interview without knowing who I am." He allowed himself another laugh. "Alright, I'll indulge you a little." The man rose from his sitting position to retrieve his thrown knife. "I am Lyth, son Cid, and crown prince of Tae Ra. At least, I would be, if my father wasn't trying to reform the government. I don't really care. Leading a whole people just isn't my thing. In fact, I'm rather good at causing kingdoms to crumble." He seemed particularly proud of that skill.
What's your favorite animal/creature? Why?
All the cheer fell from Lyth's face, giving the interviewer a cool glare. With a quickness only years of training could provide, he grabbed her wrist that was free of the pen, yanking her down to the ground. Without a word, he drove the knife through her hand, pinning her to the ground. Standing, he watched her squirm and scream for what must have been an eternity of pain. Eventually, she managed to pull the knife free from her hand, tossing it to the side. Clutching her bleeding hand, she shakily brought herself to her feet. Lyth was smiling again. "Next question?"
Tell me about something you're passionate about and why.
"Well that's a bit vague." Lyth commented, returning to his glider. He was quiet a moment. "You know, I really don't think I have anything I'm really passionate about." He turned back to the newly bandaged interviewer, giving her a small shrug of his shoulders. "I mean, I do a lot of different things, but its all just to stave off boredom. I wouldn't be too heartbroken if I couldn't do them anymore, as long as I was doing something fun." His brows furrowed, thinking about passion and what his might be. His face quickly dissolved back into a smile. "I guess the closest I get too is just how much I love hurting people!"
If you could go anywhere, where would you go and why?
"Been everywhere, seen everything." His voice sounded flat, bored. "Its easy when you have a glider. It all sucks. Everything... But if I had to go anywhere, I guess it would be home." Lyth's red eyes went hard again, glaring harshly at the interviewer. "Let me remind you that none of this makes its way to Tae Ra." She quickly reassured the young blonde, who seemed to become quite cheerful again. "Right! Moving on then."
What do you think about the afterlife? Do believe in it, and the existence of the soul?
Lyth gave the interviewer an odd look. "What? Do you live under a rock or something?" At her blank look, the young man seemed quite surprised. "You've never heard of the Aeons?! You don't know about the Fayth!?" The interviewer shook her head. Lyth leant back, running a hand through his hair. "Geez, I don't even know how to begin... The Aeons are the creators of... of everything! Our connection to them is maintained by the Fayth. The Fayth must stay in the temples, and commune only with the summoners. They give up any semblance of a normal life for us." He waved his hands in front of his face, dismissive. "But that's not what you asked. The Aeons exist in a realm of pure energy, which they direct to give life, and collect again when something dies. Its a cycle of regeneration. There may be a soul, but its just how out energy expresses itself. We're all just energy."
Is there something you desire more than anything?
Lyth grew very still and quiet, staring hard at the interviewer for a very long moment. He stood from his seat, moving forward, until he was an uncomfortably close distance from the woman. "The answer you're looking for is very personal, and one I do not share lightly. I'll tell you, because I agreed to this interview, but you will not record it. Pen down." The interviewer hesitated a moment, before setting her pen down to listen...