First Visit

This would be Noah's first visit to Bella, the reknowned town on water of the realm of Aenied. The buildings and homes of the people would float atop the waters, so most made their living from fishing or owning a business around here. Noah once heard that the person who created this town named it Bella because the word actually means true love goes beyond romance. How romantic. But Noah isn't one that would understand. He's never loved before. For one who's never experienced such an exhilarating yet painful sensation, the quote often reached his ears, striking no particular meaning.

Upon reaching the center of the town with the structure floating on the water above empty tin drums, Noah brushed his hair aside. His hand paused in his hair, and Noah noticed once again that his typicallly black hair is losing its hue to become white. Dark optics zoomed around the area, straying from the busy inhabitants of this town to the colorful buildings. Second to Nede in diverse cultures, Bella is a sight to see. Some would stand upon the edge of the platform, throwing nets into the water to fish, whilst others rowed their canals to wherever. Bella is the perfect example of independent lifestyle.

The gentle breeze encircled Noah's sturdy frame, so he tugged his white trench-coat closer. The exquisitely designed coat would flow neatly down his body, reaching his knees. Dark denim would enwrap his hips firmly, cascading loosely down Noah's legs as he stepped forward. Lifting a hand so that his slender fingertips linger on the front of his black wife-beater shirt, the gloved-palm lowered to rest stolidly upon the handle of the seemingly simple sword hooked to his hip.

There were times when peace was rare...

Stepping down off the boarding platform Angelic made his way down his platinum hair flowing strongly in solid waves against the sea breeze. The breeze was gentle the sun was warm and Seagulls flew overhead. 2GMC3 Socom elites were holstered on the base of his back the red leather coat decorated with various charms a Steel fiber bullet proof vest overlaid a red long sleeve spandex shirt that hugged the curves of his muscles the Red fatigues seemed to suit his mercenary appearance as Gloves the length of his elbow with raised and widened holes slid the length of the leather jacket sleeve with fingers cut out and tailored just below the knuckle.

Brushing the hair from his eyes Angelic's eyes took in the beauty of the land looking for a good work out was always easy but the result was always the same the opponent always bit off more then he could chew and he walked away feeling dissatisfied.

Black boots came to his knees and buckled in front strapping to the side these vary same boots carried the mercenary through the streets with ease looking for adventure and perhaps a spar to unwind.

Stepping into the Sea Side arena Angelic bounced like a boxer doing several flourishes for the crowd as the announcer shouted bets and placements and ticket numbers.

Angelic had the easy job he just had to wait for someone to jump in and play the game.

Noah noticed a commotion up ahead, so he strolled curiously in that direction. He heard cheering as he reached the edge of the ring formed by the crowd. This would be interesting, indeed. Stepping up so that he stood at the center of the area, facing a platinum haired man, Noah gave a nod of his head in acknowledgement. "I will be your opponent today." Most of the people in Bella wouldn't know Noah, but that's fine with him. He came today to have some fun.

Dropping his gloved left hand to rest languidly atop of the hilt of his katana, Jikeidan'in, Noah stood back so that he's about three yards from the man. "The name's Noah." Energy started to be channeled into his runed blade, sucking in the energy from around the area. Noah waited for his opponent's move.