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"So uhhh, Orbeck?", he had glanced over at the sorcerer, unsure of how to go about things. Awkward as always, "Back at the, plane-thing, a-airship? You mentioned a powerful cleric and I've been wondering... That person wouldn't happen to be called Hershel now, would they?"
The small group meets this TALL and SLENDER man. Seems as if this stranger with the top hat might be the so called man of the hour that they are looking for, but confrontations like this...presents a bit of a risk. Orbeck just can't get this feeling, with the staff and odd little details here and there, that he could be some sort of magic user...admitly that last part is a bit of a stretch.Megumin was coming dangerously close to catching that pesky bird in her hands. Really, it was right within her grasp! But as the young archwizard was about to clench her fist around the bird's wing, it suddenly flew straight up into the air like a rocketship, and seconds later, Megumin found herself crashing into the chest of a man who quite literally appeared out of nowhere.
"You lost, little one?" The tall, slender man asked as he leaned down on his cane.
"This 'little one' is with us. And if you don't need a mercenary for hire, I don't see why you would have any business with us." She cautiously remarked, glancing backwards once at Megumin to make sure she was okay before her eyes flicked back to the man in front of her. Aggressive? Perhaps. But she had a bad gut feeling, and she felt it was much better to be safe rather than sorry especially considering they were in foreign territory at this point.
Agent 3 listened and scoffed at his understanding and then just heard him down himself in tone and mood considerably - though she did not say or do anything in this time, the boy would find himself at the receiving end of her next question veeery shortly."I uh-...", he had been notably confused, "I had never thought of it that way but, you know? You're not exactly wrong?? And I'm unsure of how that makes me feel... But yeah uhhh, emotion-tied fire manipulation Magic... You missed the part with the spontaneously combusting obje- Well actually, that's probably going to make a return sometime, so nevermind that.", despite the playful, casual tone in which it had ended, he still seemed somewhat uncomfortable with the idea altogether.
"...Fear, huh..." She thought aloud to herself. "I see, so that's what it is... Fear of what people would do if you did certain things, just as you're doing now." Agent 3 managed something of a smile before continuing. "From what you speak of in regards to those supposed past activities of yours, and what you're saying beyond those... I think it sounds rational, but - listen, alright? I may not be able to relate to what you're putting down, but I do know one thing - being too scared or nervous to do one thing can very well break so much you've 'built' up to that point... I know telling you to work on it isn't going to help, but at the end of the day, well... Fear isn't stopping you, it's making 'you' stop yourself." She sighed after she spoke - and then suddenly, the boy's mood suddenly took a complete 180 and took the Inkling by surprise - complete with an Inklish yelp of 'what' as she briefly and literally jumped back. That conversation is over, time to move on, and as he went on with such energy, perhaps it's a great idea to just forget most of this, if not all of it, and actually understand and/or know who the heck they've been talking to the whole time!."
"...You're right, the chances of actually doing so were very veeeery small. Because like I said, I was terrified. I, have a really long history with others being scared of me, putting me aside, treating me like a thing rather than a person and cutting ties after they're aware of things.", the pyromancer looked down rather dejectedly, his free hand had gripped to the corner of the lack t-shirt and was fidgetting with the fabric nervously, "And the whole time I was just, fearful that it was about to happen again... But then also, because as much as I wanted help with it from the get-go, there was this very loud thought in my mind saying that it would be 'extremely unfair to drop such a heavy load onto strangers I had barely met'. So I guess, maybe, I just wasn't desperate enough to disregard something that.", he had shrugged with his shoulders and let out a resigned sigh before his mood seemed to pick up a bit with surprise.
"Uh, yeah, sorry about that, I kinda just woke up and I had no idea where I was, and I seem to have arrived a bit late..." Agent 3 laughed nervously at the first question before continuing to listen to his words. 'Sage', was it? Or 'Sey' - one of the two, either way, a name is a name! Something she keeps hidden. "Yeah, this is a kind of wonky greeting, isn't it... And you're not the only one with missing memories, I kinda forgot everything as soon as I ended up on that train and woke up on it... Pretty much everything before that is just a black void..." The Inkling gripped one of her arms and growled to herself briefly to try and 'scare' the fear out of herself, and though it still remained, she reduced herself to a straight face. He speaks of his literal fire power, having come 'out to play' several times, either twice or thrice so far - but even still, that sounds dangerous. "...Oh, right, introductions..." The Inkling facepalmed and laughed as she remembered that in that moment. "Agent 3 of the New Squidbeak Splatoon, at your service." She said bluntly and modestly - no more needed to be said that wasn't already out there! Why she didn't go on is because of that."Oh right! You're new here, aren't you?", his expression was a mix of child-like wonderment and sympathy, yet mild apprehension over what he was about to eventually say, "Well uhh... H-hiya, I'm Sage~! It's been shortened to 'Sey' before, if you'd prefer that one and oh man, ain't this the weirdest topic to be on when you're just meeting somebody... By the Gods...", the young man had laughed nervously, then bringing his hand to the back of his neck, rubbing it with just as much anxiety, "Okay so uhhh, if the gaps in my memory are to be taken into account... It, might have already shown up twice or thrice in this adventure... and then a close final one after... very hurtful things happened. I just, really lost it there, but to be honest, I think... I think that everybody else did too...", there had been a glance towards whichever direction of the town the remaining parts of Team RWBY had set off to just moments ago.