[The first thing Al-Cid could register was the fact that his maid wasn't within two feet of him. If she wasn’t around, she was sure to have a substitute by his side in seconds. The second thing he could register was the fact he wasn't in Rozzaria anymore; this place didn't seem familiar to him and he was a pretty well traveled man. And the last
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Not ten seconds later did a human slew around that same corner and slide to a halt, blinking. Dark haired, blue-eyed, clad in somewhat battered and scratched armor and with a wicked-looking staff over one shoulder, Hawke shushed the large dog before turning back to the "prey", so to speak.
"Ah, my apologies, serah," he offered with a polite nod, accent thick, "he means little harm."
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"No harm done," he took off his sunglasses and gave the man and dog a better look. He started towards them once they didn't seem dangerous, "I seem to have gotten lost. If it is not too much trouble, could you tell me where I am."
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Pushing her hair over her shoulders, she smiled. "Hey! You must be new!"
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Al-Cid quickly turned around when he heard a feminine voice call out for him. It was then he saw a rather beautiful young lady. How lucky, he thought to himself.
He took her hand and pulled it up to his lips before giving it a quick peck, "Yes. I am new here," flashing a charming smile at her. "I am Al-Cid Margrace," he pushed back a lock of hair. "And I may call you...?"
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Giving him a quick smile, she continued. "Has anyone had the chance to speak to you about what's going on?
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"I just arrived here. I'm not really sure how..." he paused and thought about it more, "But no one has spoken to me about what's going on. Perhaps you could."
[derpderp 8l;; w-wrong account]
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