Scif was walking around. He used some currency he'd saved up. Some he'd found. Other he had aquired during his journey doing odd little jobs for people in rural parts of the world. And yet some he had from when he left home. All in all he was just wanting to be normal. Live a normal life. There was no harm in that...was there? He didn't know and honestly at the moment didn't care.<br/><br/>He just wanted to learn more about the world. He had traveled many miles from his out in the middle of nowhere village. Yes. Village. It might be a more advanced Earth but it still had its backwater towns. Towns that held onto the belief that overpopulating was a bad thing. Not a stoppable thing yet a bad thing nonetheless. They kept mostly to themselves. Living their lives as farmers, bakers, tailors, and other such occupations. It was the simple life yet it was a good life.<br/><br/>He was now trying to get a food stall person to give him some food. He kept trying to hand the money to the man yet the man kept backing away. Then came back to make sure Scif didn't steal the food. He sighs. "Please. I am hungry. I just wish to buy some tomatoes, a banana, and a loaf of bread. Nothing more. I am trying to pay you for the food." he almost pouts when the man still refused to sell him food. What was with city people? Why were they so...unreasonable?<br/><br/>He blinks. His sixth senses tingling like crazy. He looks around. That instinct telling him danger or possible danger was coming near was on the fritz. Doing crazy and frantic pulsings and throbbings within his mind and being. He had given up on the food.  Found another stall and bought a loaf of bread and a piece of ham. He shakes his head. People were so strange. Then the feeling of approaching danger. Yet why? He had done nothing wrong that he could recall.<br/><br/>He had just entered the central fountain area when he heard the sound of metal armor. Armor? Dear lord! Had he done some crime buying food here? He looks around. Things had gotten quiet. People had taken off. And soon he saw why. Very heavily armed armored people came in from all sides of the central fountain area. He blinks. They were coming...towards him??? What was going on here. At first the mutterings they made were just babble to him. Then that power over languages kicked in and he was able to understand the now addressing him head armored person.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Your sir are under order to occompany us back to the castle. We are going to take you back by any means necessary. So make this easy on yourself and just come along quietly. And willingly or we will force this issue." The head guard says in a firm no nonsense voice.</span><br/><br/>Scif however looks at him like he has lost his mind. He shakes his head. An exotic and foreign yet in a sexy almost seductive to either gender voice replies. "No. I have no desires to go to this castle of yours. And as I have done absolutely nothing wrong...I am NOT going back with you. I refuse." he says. Glaring at them.<br/><br/>When they approached closer he jumps up. And backflips. Landing on one hand on the top of the large fountain in the center of the courtyard type area. He flips and stands there on one foot. Almost like a statue. There was a small scuffle where he blocked whips and lasso type actions yet one of the men caught him off guard while he was blocking attacks from the front and side. He cries out in slight pain as the man tackled him and bodily pinned him to the ground.<br/><br/>He thrashes around wildly. Trying to get away from this heavily armed much stronger and much older male. His long hair flying around. The man merely picks him up and throws his squirming and wriggling around form over his shoulder. And they head back to the castle. The men muttering about stubborn headed foreigners. Upon arriving at the castle the guards entered with a sulking Scif. The sulking Scif was thrown at the feet of the Princess and the King.<br/><br/>Scif glares at them. "What part of no did you gentlemen misunderstand?" he asks in a sulking yet grumpy voice. Sighing and literally pouting. He might be 19 yet he was still immature at times. This happened to be one of them. He then ends his pouting and looks around. Clearly surveying for a quick exit. Spotting none at the moment he sits up and looks around yet again.<br/><br/>He zones in on the Princess and King. "What do you want that you had me brought here against my will?" he asks bluntly. Yeah absolutely no court edicate. Can't blame him though. Grew up in a rural place where people often spoke their minds. Usually not beating around the bush. He stands up and glares at them now. "I do believe you men need to learn the meaning of no. It is a simple word. Two letters. Not that difficult. Even a fool normally understands those words." He pauses. "Now again I ask...what do you want?"<br/><br/>(my posts will vary in length. Depends on my muse.)