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*Brad brightened at the complement, but remained silent as she told her story. Listening about the fall of her world- Brad actually did not know that, but he sat up a bit as she spoke. Part of him wasn't surprised, it seemed like a running theme with the Storm Riders. But she approached it with a surprisingly cavalier attitude. Even as she told such a sad story, she seemed to have at the very least, started processing it. He was a little proud, and a little envious. Granted, he was at an explicit disadvantage in the no memories department. So what was Cid's excuse? Bad coping skills?

He brushed the joke aside, listening to her talk, nodding. Factories, huh? An industrial world? He wondered how modern- he hadn't really encountered any worlds remotely close to the foggy memories of his own. He wondered if perhaps it was his own home.* "The Veiled Lands, eh...?" *It didn't taste right in his mouth. He shook his head.* "Guess hailin' from a fallen world's more common than I thought. It sounds like ya did good." *Brad nodded.* "I think yer gonna fit in nice."

*His gaze drifted from her to the basket between them. He took another sandwich, munching on it as he thought.* "Yeah." *He replied, thinking more on his fuzzy memories.* "I don' really remember where I'm from. I remember-." *He remembered he had a schtick, and straightened up just a bit.* "B-bein' a prince! Livin' in a fancy castle! All that jazz. And, uh, my dad. The king! He was evil. We fought." *Dramatically, he raised his sandwich as though it were a skull and he were in a mid stage play.* "An' he bested me. An' my home world fell ta darkness an' I woke up in Traverse Town. Yeah."

*He nodded more to himself, but he stayed silent as he sipped at another thermos of what was definitely more soup between each bite of sandwich.*
Carol
Sapphire nodded as she sipped on her soup listening to his tale. It was tragic and sad but he was far more stronger than she was with trying to prevent it. It then reminded her of her own father wherever he may be. 

She didn't exactly know what to say so defaulted on changing the topic. " How did you and the others meet? I'm sure they got the same hazing as I did"
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*Brad seemed grateful to get away from the topic of his own past- which was weird for someone so boisterous about his status. Or maybe it was the topic of his friends.* "Hah! No, not at all. When I met the boys, I couldn't hold a candle to 'em." *He laughed, downing the rest of the soup and giving a titanic BOOOAAAURLP.* "I was scramblin' around in trash cans when I met Furo an' Cid. Honestly, I don't remember why we all clicked the way we did. We were all lookin' fer answers. We were all nursin' old wounds."

*Brad set the thermos down.* "They're my rocks. I don't know what I'd do without 'em." *He waved a hand, and his Keyblade appeared before him. Noblesse Oblige, its black and blue steel shining in the sunlight.* "Cid taught me 'bout worlds and Heartless and Keyblades. Furo taught me 'bout how everything works. They've put up with all my bullshit, n' gotten me outta some sticky situations."

"I owe 'em everythin', I think." *Brad gazed skyward.* "That's why I can't let anythin' happen to them."

*There's a pause. A beat of silence filled only by the gentle breeze and the rustling of leaves. A bird cries out from the treetops, taking off in a flurry of feathers. Brad slowly brought Noblesse Oblige up to his face, looking at himself in the mirror. And for a moment, he didn't recognize himself. The fat, unkempt face, tired eyes and drooping expression he remembered so clearly... It was gone. The eyes that met his burned, and the smile on his face held firm.*

*He'd changed, huh?*

*And then casually, he let Noblesse Oblige land across his shoulders, tossing his arms over as though he were hauling pails of water.* "So yeah. That's why I chased ya around with a big stick. Ta make sure ya were a good guy who wouldn't hurt my friends."
Carol
Sapphire clutched her thermos as she thought long and hard about herself and how she would exactly fit within the group they all seemed so well connected and she was just some lost girl who got invited in. Though they were all lost themselves at one point that she couldn't help but chuckle. "You're all so much stronger than me that I can't help but wonder that if it came to a fight if I would be of any use. Or if I will fall behind being protected like some princess who couldn't manage to protect herself."

She gave a heavy sigh as she began to sip more onto her soup thinking more before speaking once again. "While I won this trial against you, I lost my training with Icidro, and found myself being protected by Furo during a battle where I was of no help. I can't help but wonder if I'd get stronger like the rest of you, or if a keyblade of my own will show up but of course such powers are granted to a select few." She gave a fake smile as she tried to cheer herself up and not drag the conversation down. "I'm glad to hear that you all consider me as part of the group but I would like to help protect everyone else too with my spells i just need to get stronge. I met someone who told me to chase after power if I get the means to and I wonder if I been missing every opportunity. You know what I mean?"

She shook her head before waving her hands giving off a forced laugh. "Ignore me just the ramblings of a girl"