7 Hi I'm Sloth

*I'm changing the sign for internal or telepathic monologue to ` instead of - *

Greed was tiny at 5'4", his almond shaped eyes had green irises, paired with his child like face, his hair was jet black, he wore a hoodie with black jeans and white sneakers with red stripes. he played with a butterfly knife while staring blankly at Rohke.

Rohke just sat in the dirt glaring at his spirit. `Oh don't look at me like that we both know if you had said anymore we'd be screwed, I saved your life just now` after defusing the problem Greed pulled Rohke up by his hand. Rohke regained his composure. He dusted his pants off, then quickly turned to kal. Rohke hung the boy's unconscious body over his shoulder. "Well I guess we better head back home." Rohke began patting himself down, a worried expression appeared on his face. "Greed please tell me you have the D.R.K.(Dimensional Rift key)" Greed just stared at Rohke questioning his Summoner's existence. "No we don't have it, weren't you the one who wanted to sprint here and back." Rohke reached into his chest like he was searching for something. After five minutes of the sickening search he pulled a communication amulet from his chest. One of the runes began to blink rapidly. "What do you want Rohke!" Rohke just sighed in annoyance "Well sis it would be really helpful if you could get Luth to come warp me back to base, I got the kid." His sisters voice became smug "Oh and why do you need a lift back, did you forget your key again?" She just laughed at Rohkes misery. "But yeah I'll send him over, he should be there in a few second."

Luth appeared through one of his warp gates with a detached expression. He just pointed at the gate, Rohke walked through it. He appeared in an office with strange nick-knacks on neatly organized shelves. A man sat at an ivory desk, he had a lean build, blonde hair with streaks of white. His face was covered by a mask with strange markings, his left eye was brown, where his right eye would be there was a gem that changed color every few seconds. He wore a black top hat with a giant red eye on it. His suit was checkered on the left half and had vertical stripes on the right half, it was colored in different hues of red and blue. His black leather gloves seemed to have an ethereal shine. "Well Ro you have caused quite the mess..." The man sounded bored and irradiated. "Because of that little stunt the Four Blessings now know our operation exists.." he just sighed, "also i expect your field report by the end of today, you can leave now, but leave the Summoner." Rohke put Kal down on a red couch and left the office.

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Kal opened his eyes wide, jumping into an offensive stance ready to attack any soldier that approached him. He then realized he wasn't in a dirty slum but some fancy office. He saw a man wearing strange clothes with his legs crossed sitting in a black leather chair. Unwilling to take any chances he made a knife of ice, using air fusion magic he ran at the speed of a bullet with his knife aimed at the strange man's neck. The man stopped it with a finger, causing the knife to shatter on impact. "Boy please sit down, lets try to be civil now" the man spoke gently. Kal was confused, realizing any further murder attempt was futile, doing as he was told Kal sat on the red couch with extreme caution. "So what do you want with me" Kal kept staring at the man searching for an opening to escape. "To teach you how to be a proper mage and maximize your potential as a Summoner" he just stared at Kal exuding an eerie aura. "Well than whats your name?" Kal had to do everything he could to stop from shivering. In truth, Kal was more afraid of this man than anyone else he had encountered in his entire life. "Oh me, I guess I did omit that part.." the man appeared to be thinking but Kal couldn't tell, because of the mask he wore. "For now I'm going by Sloth."

Rage had heard enough, she was enraged. She knew that aura was familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She lept from Kal, surprising the boy. After her transformation rage was now a petite beauty, she was 5'6" with an olive tan. Her gentle red almond eyes rested on her stunning face. her blue hair went all the way down to her feet. She wore a red cocktail dress emphasizing, her soft gentle curves. "You.." she seemed to be shaking with hatred and contempt. "You left us for dead.." there was venom in each word that left her lips. "Well young lady I'm not the spirit Sloth, he died shortly after your groups blunder." Than the temperature in the room drooped by several degrees and Rage was having trouble breathing. Sloth glared at her with his eye "What you feel now is my blood-lust it tends to act up when idiots speak." Suddenly she could breath again she looked up at Sloth's towering frame. She hadn't noticed it before but he was taller than sloth standing at 8'7". Even though the blood-lust was gone she still felt a crippling fear, only now realizing he could kill her and her Summoner and they would never even realize they died.