Time was precious to Aven, one of the few things he viewed as indispensable. After all, barring forbidden magics, one could never procure more time. He glanced once more at the sun, a sigh here and there, before glancing at the mountain. Come to think of it, how were the two of them planning to get up there in the first place? The Lion was said to stay near the top, only descending for it's various attacks on the surrounding area. The hills were quite steep, they'd need to scale it back and forth to really get anywhere safely... or, they could skip all that jazz and magic their way up. It wasn't a bad idea, given the circumstances, though he didn't know if Rina has any way to get airborne easily. Aven had his Inertia Circle to boost him up, his alternate form, and that new Circle he'd been testing if worse came to worse. He bounded up off a stationary cart onto the rooftop of the closest building, beginning to run, bounding his way toward the train station. He couldn't be late for the train, after all.
As he leapt along, an odd memory popped into his head, unbidden. He faced a large beast of seemingly demonic origin, surrounded by the darkness of a cave. He could feel its bloodlust, it reminded him of the Grim Heresy member that had tortured him. The beast wasted no time, its claw outstretched as it pounced on him. Shadows snaked from the ground around Aven, intercepting the blow at a hair's width from his face, and threw the monster against the cave wall. like a ragdoll. Within moments, the shadows of the cave formed into spikes, and speared his adversary countless times, utterly destroying it.
The memory faded slowly, and as it did, he nearly missed the next rooftop. What... what that? Aven had never done any such thing, and certainly didn't have any semblance of shadow magic. Where had that memory come from, and why did it appear? It'd been so random, with not even a single occurrence Aven could think of that could spark such a vivid and imaginative thought. Not wanting to dwell to hard on it, he descended from the rooftop, only half a block away from the Station, only to be greeted with the sight of a magical light radiating from the entrance. He could sense it even from where he was standing, it was Rina's light! He broke into a sprint, she could be in danger! They hadn't even started the mission yet, now was no time to meet unwanted enemies!
His worry was unfounded, however. As he entered the terminal, the only disturbance was the somewhat comical sight of Rina, fast asleep on the ground, emitting a heavenly glow as she softly snoozed. He stifled a laugh, as the other soon to be passengers were eyeing Rina with a mix of curiosity and annoyance. Aven strode over, and luckily, she woke up, at the same time the train over the tracks, and grinded to a halt. Best of all, she tried to play it off like nothing had happened, standing and ushering them both onto the train. No reason to argue, he supposed. "Right, after you, Miss Rina." He gestured her ahead of him with his usual smile, albeit a bit wider with mirth, to which she proceeded onward.
As the boarded the train, and found a comfy boxcar to occupy, Aven set his cane down, crossing his legs. "So, then, it looks like someone has been overworking themselves, hm?" It was a light tease, but that's how he'd prefer to keep the entire mission. He'd had enough darkness and depression to last him years, and if anyone could keep something lighthearted, it would be a Light magic user.
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