Gray Fox/Frank Jaeger
"While I do not personally know how the deed is done. The people I am traveling with will most certainly be able to provide proof about the claim." Frank was about to add onto it when Owyn spoke up getting their attention specifically. Throughout the whole ordeal, Frank's face was neutral as whether or not he was actually cheating was something he didn't care about. As for all he knew, people on the enemy team were just not happy about losing.
And their quickest way to get rid of him would be to snip it in the bud by putting up a wager of if he and the boy can defeat their best fighter. A simple one, and something he is going to ask about. "Anything new allowed in this wager such as weapons or shall I continue to use my fists?" Was all he asked. Before turning his gaze back to the boy.
It was indeed confusing as to why this fighter wanted the two of them to fight against this fighter. What did the boy bring to the table that'd warrant such a thing.
Protect him.
For once Frank was surprised, the voice in his head wasn't his. In fact it almost sounded like Naomi had spoken it. Why was this happening? The only time his mind would make Naomi speak was if part of him cared. And why should he be caring? Whether the boy fought or whatever was something he didn't care about. Or he normally wouldn't. What was this damnable place doing to him?
He forced himself to refocus and numb himself once more. He looked back to Owyn for their course of action.
@AIM Leader Wade @Nero Kunivas @Lady White
Shakira remained stone faced as Frank spoke, but mentally he he quick to realize Frank had a way of traveling out of this world. He looked the Grey Fox right in the eyes, matching the ninja's anger towards him with aggravation. Shakira had no problem with the kid doing whatever he so desired, nor restricted him just to the arena. Isaac was a born fighter, and clearly had a gift of magic with him, so why try doing something else he was unfamiliar with? Fighting was his bread and butter. Shakira had no qualms about it. Heartless? Absolutely, but at the end of the day, Isaac was better off with him than by himself in the sewers, fighting rats, mud crabs, and goblins, with no clue of where he was out, or even how to get out. "I think we should ask more questions for you." He retorted. "Transportation for him out of here? Seems a bit far fetched, considering means of traveling between worlds is impossible. Why trust the word of a stranger like you?" If Isaac had a way off this world, Shakira wouldn't stop him. He made plenty of money already, and he certainly wasn't trying to hold the kid hostage. Let him leave if he wanted to.
Shakira only cared for the gold more than the boy. Before Fox and Shakira could continue with their passive aggressiveness towards the other, Owyn returned back. "Hey!" He shouted, getting all three's attention. "I've spoke to the arena management. They're a bit uneasy with me allowing you," he pointed to Fox, "fighting with that extra layer of armor, and the yellow team's putting up a fuss about it. They think it's a form of cheating They're causing me more headaches then management at this point."
"Told you it would be a hassle." Shakira commented. It seemed even before they met, the argoanian wasn't a fan of Fox.
"I did come to an agreement with them to settle this before it gets out of hand. They want him and Isaac against their best team member."
"Why both of them?" Shakira asked.
"Personal request from their best fighter. They'll drop the issue if both of you can beat him."
"He's up three advancements from these two, they're not ready to fight him! It wouldn't be fair at all!"
"Exactly. They think matching their best player with a new blood cheater will snuff him out." Isaac was good, but he was still new here, only having a few fights. And Fox only had the one. "If you can beat him, they'll allow you to continue, but if he beats you two, then they've eliminated our best upstart, and our newest one, wiping out our competition with them. They call their fighter 'The Red Undead.' Supposedly can't be killed, and everyone we've thrown at him's been beaten."
"I will not allow this!" Shakira interjected again. "This is against all the rules of the arena!" Now he was actually doing something for the benefit of the kid. He was good, but putting him up against guys higher up the totem poll before he was ready was like trying to ski uphill.
"Trust me, management doesn't like it either. But, it's either that, or get all three of you kicked from the arena. And I'm no fan of playing politician to protect you three."
Well this was an unexpected predicament. Isaac's now been put into a situation where he has to face a tough opponent which people talk up to be deadly and dangerous. But, Isaac has faced others stronger than him before and succeeded; Saturos and Menardi for instance, or all those large creatures he's had to face on his journey.
"I'll do it. If this is how this can be solved, then I will gladly team up with him and take on your fighter."
Isaac stated as he looked towards Grey Fox with a confident expression on his face. Something about his determination must be impressive, despite his age.
"With my Psynergy and weapons, I shouldn't have too much of a problem. Lord Babi didn't disagree with my usage of Psynergy and my Djinn in order to progress with the tournament of Colosso, so I don't see a problem."
@The Wanderer @AIM Leader Wade
Both fighters were willing to fight, and Owyn wasn't going to say no. For him, this was just to stop the headaches he was getting from the other team, so if they killed their member, or they were killed by him, no skin off his back. For Shakira though, he was a bit more worried. The yellow teams best fighter had come around only a month ago, and he was a killing machine. His skill was unmatched, and anyone who managed to get a lucky blow on him, somehow, it didn't kill him. Instead, he came back even stronger. While he hadn't seen this fighter for himself, these rumors of who this mysterious 'Red Undead' was were rampid, and each one sounded more ridiculous than the last. But one strand of truth was common in each of them. He was good. Blue team had suffered because of him, so if Fox and Isaac could take him out, that would be the biggest win in this team's history. Most of the people here were new blood, not experienced enough to fight Undead, since their best fighters were killed.
Fox and Isaac may have a chance. Though, if Isaac got himself killed, Shakira's meal ticket was done for....... Oh, and maybe the blood of a kid would be on his hands. That was also in his mind. Not that prevalent in there, but still. With a sigh, Shakira looked to Isaac. "Don't underestimate him. Whoever this 'Red Undead' is, nothing seems to keep him down. If you have a chance, pummel him to the ground, and don't let him get back up. And you," he looked up to Fox, "don't get this kid killed." As much as Isaac was too naive for his own good, the kid had heart, and Shakira had some respect for it. The least he Fox could do was make sure he didn't get stabbed through the heart. Some part of Shakira would miss him. If Fox died though, good riddance, he didn't like the guy at all.
"Four-on-four? That's fair. And while I am a hero, I don't always do fair."
Ben slammed his Omnitrix down, triggering a transformation as his body shrunk in size, before a silicon-based armour substituted his skin, and his flesh turned into sound.
"Echo Echo!"
The short being started his offensive out by jumping forward and replicating his body, creating a circle around the other three.
"Wall. Of. Sound!"
Heavy impact soundwaves pushed the opponents backwards, giving everyone a chance at a preemptive strike. Each and every Echo Echo, as it was called, took a leap at one single guy, kicking and punching him at various spots one by one.
Meanwhile, Ben's bird, Dingo, still remaining an ally, struck the very same guy from the back of the neck even thought the Echo Echoes were probably doing enough.
@AIM Leader Wade
Our pals Arthur, Corrin, Azura and Ben were surrounded by seven men in total, with knifes at hand, cloaked in red hoods, and a craving for blood in their eyes. When Arthur realized they were surrounded, he turned to face the one closest to him. "We don't mean to cause trouble, just let us be." He tried to reason, throwing his hands up.
"Hand over the woman." One of them said, pointing to Azura
"Don't think she's your type, fella." Arthur rebuttled.
"Then we'll gut you out in the open for all to see."
"You ain't the first to threaten me, boy. Or the most clever about it."
"The girl's an unknown. As well the rest of you. You shouldn't be here." Another red hooded figured stated.
"Oh, trust us, we know that." Arthur's hand slowly went down to his revolver, which the closest red hooded man saw. Not taking a chance, he lunged at Arthur's chest with the knife, but the outlaw's draw was faster; smacking the butt of his gun into the head of his assailant, then firing a round into the back of his skull while he staggered. Spinning around quickly, he fired four more shots into each of the red hoods. Three dropped dead, one was still alive but wounded, and Arthur needed to reload quickly. Two more hooded figures were still standing, and one launched at Ben, while the other did so with Arthur as he reloaded.
"Four-on-four? That's fair. And while I am a hero, I don't always do fair."
Ben slammed his Omnitrix down, triggering a transformation as his body shrunk in size, before a silicon-based armour substituted his skin, and his flesh turned into sound.
"Echo Echo!"
The short being started his offensive out by jumping forward and replicating his body, creating a circle around the other three.
"Wall. Of. Sound!"
Heavy impact soundwaves pushed the opponents backwards, giving everyone a chance at a preemptive strike. Each and every Echo Echo, as it was called, took a leap at one single guy, kicking and punching him at various spots one by one.
Meanwhile, Ben's bird, Dingo, still remaining an ally, struck the very same guy from the back of the neck even thought the Echo Echoes were probably doing enough.
@AIM Leader Wade
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Hand over the woman."
A bandit spoke as he pointed towards Azura.
Azura nervously stepped back a small bit, retreating behind the others for safety. She knew what t was like to be kidnapped. Hoshido had done it, Nohr had done it. She was an asset, one that could be easily traded, one that was wanted for her strange past and abilities.
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I'm not going." She said stoically, gripping onto her spear/staff.
Then it all went south. Arthur had begun shooting, Ben had transformed.
Corrin moved into action.
Towards the one running at Arthur, Corrin would leap forward, sword in hand, going to attack the one cultist who had run towards Arthur. Arthur had helped them, and, although they had just met, Corrin would still help him, and Ben was still just a child, even if he could defend himself.
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No one hurts my friends!" She shouted a, frankly generic but still fitting, battle cry as she prepared to stab the hooded figure with Yato. They had come to take Azura from her, and then had tried to attack them when she wouldn't go. Corrin usually wouldn't kill, but as this world was more hostile and she had no ties to anyone her, she would do what it took to protect the group she was with.
Plus, if they needed to interrogate someone, the wounded one was still alive. Hopefully if Ben hadn't killed them.
Azura meanwhile would began a dance with her spear, intending to magically back up and strengthen the party.
The hooded figure coming right at Arthur managed to block Corrin's attack within a split second, just managing to block it, before staggering back from how powerful the strike was. With Ben's little bird's help, the other attacker was distracted by the constantly blows to the head, giving Arthur enough time to reload, but also Ben's alien duplicates enough time to circle around them, and fire one their shouty voices of echo-yness..... Professional writer here.
The two figures, along with the injured third, would be pushed back by the echoing screech; all of them covering their ears from such a noise. With the much needed few seconds added, Arthur finished reloading, and fired two rounds into the heads of the remaining attackers, both falling down to the ground as piles of flesh now. They fought off whoever they were, and the only one remaining was the injured guy, who Arthur quickly went over to. He was facing away from the group while bunched up into a ball, but Arthur quickly turned him around to face him.
"Who the hell are--" Arthur began to ask, but the red hooded man's head bobbed once his body turned, and Arthur looked down to see a knife stuck into his heart, one hand still gripping the knife.
"Dammit!" He muttered to himself, moving away from the body.
"You... are having trouble with food? Why didn't you say something like that earlier?" asked Alistia, her ears wriggling a bit in both confusion and a bit of laughter before a glow seemed to erupt from her body and, less than a second later, faded away. Alistia was still standing there but she was different. Gone were the white and red robes that designated her as a member of the Conjurers, the White Mage, a powerful healer, and in their place was a cooking smock and a decent-looking skillet along with culnarian's knife. She quickly flipped the knife around, catching it in mid-air, before smirking and looking to the doctor.
"I'm not the best for certain; but I do have some training in cooking. Along with a lot of other things. Feels so weird to no longer hear the earth after so long again." she remarked idly before the glow came forth from her body again and, as it faded, she was standing in front of him dressed in a prim, proper, and exceptionally stylish tuxedo. It wasn't the kind of suit one would wear to a formal occasion. Rather, it was the sort of tuxedo a true gentlewoman would wear. The kind that, by the mere act of wearing it, showed a level of refinement not found within the common Miqo'te. She smiled, the now-present monocle on her face glinting in the sunlight before she drew, from a scabbard at her side, a beautiful and elegant katana that gave a small 'Kupo!' as it came forth. She quickly slashed it through the air causing a trail of cherry blossom petals to form behind it.
"Not to mention I can do a bunch more!"
The light came back and faded, revealing the white and red robes once again. "I'm a woman of many talents; Doctor. I'm certain you'll be quite surprised at just the sheer number of things I can help you out with."
And with that the gunshots rang out. Alistia's ears swung around and flattened against her head as she practically spun about. "Though it will have to wait a bit! Sounds like healing is needed!" she cried out as she took off at a full sprint towards the sound of gunfire, the hexagonal glow of protective magic signifying the return of her Protect spell to ward herself from a gunshot.
The doctor was quick to make a run for the district, jogging as fast as he could. The only person in their group with guns was Arthur, and he was hopeful he didn't just kill people. Opening the door to the other district, he found his concerned was warranted.
"What the..." He said with worry, walking over to Arthur.
"What did you do!" He asked while approaching.
"I didn't do anything, they came out and attacked us!" He pointed over to Corrin, Azura and Ben, the Doctor quickly seeing them and realizing they weren't from this world at all.
"They wanted her," he pointed to Azura, "and the rest of us gone, this was self defense!" The Doctor rubbed his hands through his hair, trying to think up what to do. Before he could come up with an answer, the guards finally arrived. They outnumbered them, and the Doctor found it suspicious that they arrived after he did, though raised his hands up and signaled the others to do so. Thes were quite slow to act it seems, and The Doctor wasn't going to take chances with them. He also took note that the whole district seemed abandoned, unlike the others, like it was purposefully empty. The guards encircled them like the red hoods did, swords drawn, while one inspected the bodies "What happened here?" He asked the group, with Arthur answering.
"Self defense, these men attacked me and tried kidnapping this woman." The cowboy explained. The guard, however, strangely didn't look to buy it. He stood up and walked over to Arthur, looking at his gun. ".... Strange weapon you have." He commented. "How can we be sure you didn't just attack them first?"
"Tell me you didn't just say that." Arthur told him, putting down his hands and getting right close to the guard, who pushed Arthur away. "I say we don't have all the proof is all, and if you're going to be so defensive, we'll happily take you into questioning to make sure what you say is the truth." Either the guards were this incompetent, or someone paid them off. The Doctor, and even Arthur was leaning towards the latter, because of how 'convenient' everything was. If they got put in jail cells, that meant another group of red hoods could grab Azura without their interference.
"We aren't here to cause trouble." The Doctor chimed in,
"We'll come with you to do any paper work or interview you need." He looked over to Arthur, his eyes staring daggers at the outlaw, telling him to cooperate. They couldn't do anything right now, they were trapped in a corner, and he didn't want any more death to occur. They just needed to bide their time for an escape. However, before they could even follow the Imperials, gunshots suddenly went off above their heads. Everyone ducked down, and the guards backed away. A man was firing from across the road, wielding a strange looking assault rifle, and it was..... Alec?
Out of everyone in the group, only Alistia would recognize him, as she was in the last group with him. But he was in another universe though, how the hell did he show up here? When the gunfire stopped, Alec charged after the guards, letting out a running shout to scare them off. The guards ran off, making a break for down the road, and when Alec was next to the group, he fired off a few more shots. The doctor nearly knocked the gun out his hands, making him stop the shooting.
"What are you doing?!" He shouted, rage filling his eyes.
"They're blanks, don't worry! They're harmless if they hit a person, it's used on movie sets." Alec shouted back. "..... Hi Ali." He waved to her when he noticed the mage behind the group. Noticing, the Doctor put the two together quickly,
"Are you--"
"Here," Alec handed The Doctor a picture, which looked like it was taken from an old 80s instant camera. It was the picture of an Argonian, the same one with Isaac. "Find this guy, he's called Shakira, you'll find him at the arena. Whatever you do, convince him to find Jauffre and bring him something called the 'Amulet of Kings.' This world's in big trouble, and only Shakira knows where the Amulet is."
"But--" Again, the Doctor would be cut off. "Don't think just go! I'll distract the guards, and whatever you do, don't get caught by any more in the city, and leave as fast as you can, they could be anywhere here." Alec pointed to the red hooded figures laying on the ground, and began backing off.
"Who are they?" The Doctor tried to ask.
"No idea, but they want the amulet and Azura, get going!...." As he turned to fun towards where the guards ran off, he quick turned back around and shouted, "And please come get me!" This already freaked Alec out, he didn't want to spend the night in a jail cell if the guards caught him. If they did'n't want to behead him first. And like that, Alec ran off. The Doctor looked down to the picture one more time, before saying,
"C'mon!" to everyone, quickly leading the group in a jog away from the scene.
"What the hell was that?!" Arthur asked, completely confused by what happened.
"He's from the future," The doctor answered,
"Sent here to help us out with whatever's happening, probably by me." Wasn't the first time someone from his future came to warn his past self. It was better off not knowing your future, but if the situation called for it, the future could certainly help the past.
Alistia looked to the three newcomers, then the bodies surrounding her. The protection incantation wasn't even a conscious thought at this point as the hexagonal wards shimmered around Corrin, Azura, and Ben before fading to invisibility. Her attention, rather, was on the dead bodies. She looked over them, nudging one with her foot, wishing sorely that The Echo would kick in right now to give her a glimpse of the past. No dice as to be expected; it never seemed to come when she wanted it. With a sigh she stepped away, offering a hand to Corrin. "My name is Alistia Mit'Leona." she said in greetings. Then she turned her head to the doctor.
"If that person was sent by you I'd be very concerned. I mean, I'm no expert, the most I've seen is some foes who dabbled a bit in time magic, but there's got to be a really good reason why."
She then looked to Corrin, Azura, and Ben. "What of you three? How much do you three know of time travel?" she asked as they jogged away. However, once they had made it a bit of the ways away she stopped as she turned around, her eyes closing as the glow of magic surrounded her body and her staff glowed with a bright light. She brought it around in a full circle and, suddenly, a massive wall of earth rose up behind them to block the street.
Then she opened her eyes up. "That should slow them down a bit; but... there are others whom can wield the earth in this land. Far off; but present. I can just barely feel them... Sorry. This land can just barely feel them, but they are present. We'd best hurry."
"Well, time travel is one of my powers, so there's that," Echo Echo, merging back into one being, replies to Alistia,
"and if you need to hurry, I've got just the thing."
Echo Echo slapped the emblem on his chest as he began to transcend into a new form.
"Ultimate Echo Echo. Well everyone, we're hurrying."
Ultimate Echo Echo, as it was called, began to grab onto everyone running as it began to accelerate at extreme speeds, not taking into account nausea induction. At that speed, anyone barricading or cornering them would probably be swept away be the sheer speeds.
"Well, technically, I have four things that can hurry, but we can save that topic for another time."
The pet bird was on Ultimate Echo Echo's chest, resting on it as it felt sheer inertia.
When the group arrived at the arena, the immediately thing Arthur did once Echo stopped was fall to his hands and knees, while the doctor staggered from the suddenly increased speed without warning, and then sudden stop, to both men, it felt like they just gotten off a roller coaster going at a hundred miles and hour. Not to mention their necks were messed up thanks to whiplash, especially Arthur, who then rolled over onto his back, gripping the back of his neck, and groaning in agony over his stomach and neck. It took a minute or so before the Doctor finally spoke up again, though he was still leaning against his knees.
"Don't....... Don't do that again." He said, looking to the ground, while pointing at Ben. Not a moment later, as Arthur flipped back around to his stomach, he vomited a little.
"Ooooh, my god." Arthur groaned out, spitting whatever bile remained in his mouth.
Standing up, he looked Ben right in the face, even with his alien look still unnerving to him.
"If you do, I'll break your damn arm to get it off." He threatened, looking to his omnitrix. Once everyone could stand again, they walked over to the arena entrance, as Ben dropped them off to the side of the coliseum. The entrance had two wooden doors along the left and right side, with a wood elf, standing in the center of the two next to a wooden box, approached them. "Welcome to the arena! Here to watch the fight, or earn a little coin on the side?" He hinted at the box, betting in the arena was a favorite of visitors.
"Oh, no no no, we're not here for that, we're just looking for someone," The doctor was quick to clarify.
"Is there a guy called Shakira here somewhere?" Arthur asked.
"Shakira? Oh yes! I believe he went up to the stands to watch the fight.... Does he owe all of you money?" He asked, looking at the rather weird group they became.
"Something like that, thank you." Arthur gave a two finger salute to the wood elf, and lead the way up the stands through the right side door. The stands in the arena were several bleachers high above the arena itself, filled to the brim with screaming crowds, awaiting for the next contestants to enter the bloody battleground. On the side they were on, they could see the other side of the stands were tables, likely were the more high class audience members could watch without the crammed spaces of the bleachers. Because the crowds had a good amount of Argonians, the Doctor quickly shouted over the cheering crowd to everyone,
"Split up and look for Shakira! Alistia, you're with me!" He waved her to follow through the crowd, trying to get to the other side of the arena.
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Shakira watched from the stands with the tables, leaning against the stone railings. He looked to where the blue team entrance was, knowing that was where Fox and Isaac were waiting, as the gates for both sides remained closed. The argonian didn't place a bet, since it was neck and neck to see who would win. He had faith Isaac could win the fight, if Fox was made as bait, but the 'Red Undead' worried him too much to give him full confidence in the psychic fighter. It was too close to call. "Good people of the Imperial City. Welcome, to the Arena!" The announcer echoed, and the crowd's cheering grew even louder. "You came to watch a fight, and a fight you shall get! We have the two newest members of the blue team. First, the unknown warrior, the bare knuckle brawler from parts unknown, left hand bed ridden, right hand cemetery, the nicknamed ICE SPIDER! And besides him is the youngest warrior to walk through those gates, a natural unlike any other, the psychic fighter himself, THE PRODIGY SMASHING MACHINE, ISAAAAAAAAAAAC!!!!!" The crowd cheered like crazy as the gates fell down, and Isaac and Fox could walk through. The crowd loved Isaac, he had an underdog feel to him, and his psychonic powers made him even more popular for the visual specticle.
They enjoyed Fox, but the real love was for Isaac. "They face the most fearless foe on the yellow team to date. He has been killed again and again, yet even death cannot keep him down! Stabbed, zapped, burned alive, crushed by an atronach, lost both his arms, even had his head turned backwards! Yet through it all, he continued the fight, and won every, single, time! He is the Red Undead warrior of the arena, THE AXE MURDERER, THE NATURAL BORN KILLER, THE REGENERATING DEGENERATE, THE MERC WITH THE MOOOUUUUUTH.... DEEEEEEEEAAAAAAADPOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!"
When that name hit, and the gates fell down to open, a song began to play. Smoke began to slowly come out from the yellow team's entrance. A piano's note played over and over, before it stopped; letting the note fade out.
"......... GLORIOUS!~" Lights appeared from within the yellow team's entrance. Fox and Isaac's opponent was wearing a light up, Ric Flair robe, and his back was turned to them.
"No, I won't give in, I wont give in, 'till i'm victorious!~ And I will defend, I will defend!~" A guitar kicked into the song, and Deadpool turned to face his opponents, arms opened wide to drape the robe's flashy silver and blue colors out for all to see. He strutted out into the arena, taking in the crowds cheers, which might've actually been louder than Isaac's.
"Wooooooo!~"
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"I may not know what it's like being a wrestler, but goddamn, I can see why they loved doing coke in the 80s!" Deadpool told Fox and Isaac, as the jeers of the crowd echoed all around them. He undid his robe and slipped it off; grabbing and throwing it into the crowd, for which a couple fans went rabid to grab it.
"Careful with it, only had the one for convenience of this match!" He shouted to them. Up in the stands, Doctor watched everything that happened, standing there dumbfounded by the sight of it all. At least they found Fox, and like hell did Deadpool belong in this world, wasn't hard to figure out.
"..... We need to find Shakira." He quickly told Alistia in a annoyed tone, before continuing over to the higher class stands.
Deadpool continued to take in the crowds affection, waving and blow kissing them.
"Alright guys, so listen, I don't..... Wait, do I know you?" Wade asked Fox, since he looked familiar.
"Never mind, doesn't matter, all I wanna say is this ain't personal, but I got a good 50 Gs on me winning against you, because those yellow team guys," he chuckled before continue,
"they hate your guts. Especially you, they are really not happy about the cyber ninja thing you got going on. You they don't care about or even know your name, someone tells them, and they spell it wrong on their enemy board." He looked at Isaac for that comment.
"With that out of the way, I wanna wish ya a good day, been fun meeting you, and if you get injured, just play dead, you'll have a better chance of leaving this place alive." Backing up to give himself some space from the two, Wade whipped out his trusty blade and stood ready for their first attack.
"Now let's make some chimi-fuckin'-changa's~" He said with a very pleasant tone.
