Thirthy-fifth Century

Acyuta: Don't you think you should introduce yourself first before making demands.

Tasha: ....

Acyuta: ....

Tasha: ....

It would appear that two people stood on the mountain range alone, a boy and a girl gazing at each other under the sun. Like lovers who had been separated for a long time, finally, get to meet. If it wasn't for the fact that a little kid ghost and an unconscious werewolf it could really look like a romantic scene. This time the girl was only gazing back to make a stance in defiance. She was too proud. 'Me making demands, ME MAKING DEMANDS! Look at you buster. Look...look...look...', the young mage, Tasha, was staring dead straight at the man in front of her. Glaring at him, the unspoken message is saying that you must answer my question first, I'm not answering yours.

On the other side a young man stood, he was slim and a great set of hair sat on his head. He didn't look like he was in a hurry and gave of the feeling as if one is looking upon an expert. The problem with him, Acyuta, lay with his garments. He simply didn't have any. The girl, Tasha, continued the staring contest, she didn't want to give in and answer the man. However, she was destined to lose.

At the distance Tasha stood before Acyuta, she wasn't just exposed to his face. His neck, arms, chest was exposed to her as well, she determined to focus on his eyes but at this distance every part of him eventually became a distraction. A slight blush appeared on her face, she remembered something naughty just now, then her face continuously blushed. She turned her head away from him and spoke.

Tasha: Hmm..I am Tasha Greenwald, I am a mage in the house of Victoria, though my position isn't high, it isn't low. I attend Crafts Academy and the personal disciple of Lady Ivanna.

Acyuta: (That doesn't help me in any way.) So you're a mage?

Tasha: ....

Acyuta: ....

Tasha: You supposed to answer my question now.

Acyuta: Oh! Right you are. There isn't much to say. My name is Acyuta Singh. I just woke up a few moments ago and am not sure whats going on.

Tasha: ....I... see, are you a victim or a barbarian living in the mountains?

Acyuta: What kind of question is that? When I woke up, this was all I had. The Infallible Lord is my witness.

Acyuta being a member of the Temple of the Infallible moved his hand in a gesture unique to the teachings of his practice. This was considered normal from what he could remember but the other party seemed to be more weary him. Tasha took large strides towards her phone, she picked it of the ground and positioned herself against the unexpected.

Tasha: Are you some sort of priest?

Acyuta: Yes I am actuall-

Tasha: You don't appear to be with the church. That's a relief. Boya watch him for me.

Boya: Huh, What?

With a flick of her thumb the screen on the phone made rapid changes, a magic circle glowed above it then a pair of clothes appeared. It was a t-shirt and pants, Tasha grabbed it with her free hand then flung it to Acyuta. "The clothes are for you," she said then made another flick with the thumb, this time a water canteen appeared. The girl caught it in her hand. Quickly she opened it and began drinking. Soft sounds could be heard from her with a 'ah' or a 'ergh', Tasha's voice is very sweet to hear even though the tone carried disdain. Apparently what she drank doesn't taste very good but her constitution gradually started looking better.

Acyuta let his eyes wonder over to her direction. For some reason he can hear her clearly. Originally his eyes were red as well but turned to normal after receiving clothes, it seems the tension between them faded. Acyuta instantly covered himself with the clothes, very grateful to have them. The girl also finished what she was doing, and with another touch on her phone she made the canteen disappear. Simultaneously something else appeared, Tasha grabbed it. It was a headset of sorts, she placed it over her right ear.

Tasha: Cyberina connect

Cyberina: ...connecting to headgear. Type - Scout. Version 3769. Progress...25%... 32%...

Acyuta: So Spellcasters don't use wands now?

From the beginning Acyuta had seen the kimono girl cast spells via her phone. It was unlike what he new. He didn't even know if magicians were real. Seeing one now challenged his knowledge of the world, more unbelievable was his own abilities. 'Everything is not like it seems', Acyuta was thinking this as he walked over to Tasha. She heard his question and slanted her eyebrows at him, her expression turned into a smile thereafter.

Tasha: What are you? From the 30th century? Pfft fufufu.

Acyuta: Um?

Tasha: Hehe... Crafts Academy gave up on wands 5 centuries ago.

'What was Tasha saying? 5 centuries ago? 30th century?' Acyuta was stunned by her words, what was she saying? He got stabbed in the twenty-first century and now he's come to the... thirty-fifth. Tasha saw the stunned face of the person opposite her, she placed her hand on her chest in relief. Acyuta isn't a bad-guy, he is more of a country bumpkin.

Tasha: You really got me worked up. I thought you might kill us all but I'm glad that turned out wrong.

Acyuta: Really?

Tasha: That kind of power you displayed is enough to take out an entire squadron. What ability is that?

Acyuta: I... don't... know.