<div class="floatright">(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/99b45dbc-0764-4889-8efc-f723193826b5_zps820117aa.jpg)</div>Name: Devon Lombrozo<br/>Location:(Mission then) Main hall - Reward Board<br/>Equipped: Paladin to Regular wear<br/>Theme Song: N/A<br/><br/>Mission part<br/><br/>Step to the right. Step to the left. Step to the right. Finesse in his movements, the man deftly moved with near perfection. Step back, one, two, move forward. A change of rhythm, a different cadence. Adapting to the rapidly changing surroundings, the elegant man made no error.<br/><br/>"You speak up to your reputation. I haven't seen someone able to keep up so well." The woman dressed in red before him complimented.<br/>"They do say the dace floor is a battlefield for the hearts." Devon simply replied as he dodged the woman's rapier thrust with a step to the left. With a swing from the backhand, he sword pushed the weapon aside and came in for a swing. The woman tried to block, but the rapier's blade wasn't made to block hits from Devon's long sword, and broke under the impact. The woman staggered back a few steps.<br/>"Would you really hurt a dace partner?" She asked, feigning a teasing innocent look.<br/>"Ah, but I must, milady. However beautiful our dance we shared, I cannot let you simply crash this ball." Devon replied with a courteous bow, gesturing his right arm. "Now, can I count on your cooperation, and escort you to the authorities?" He asked her while still bowing. The woman giggled. "Polite as ever. You definitely are different from your family." She smiled with red lips. "Sadly, I must decline your proposition. A lady must know when a deal has nothing in her gain." She replied curtly, blinking her ruby eyes behind a red mask that tied itself in her long, bright ginger hair. She curtsied to the knight before turning around.<br/>"I'm sorry to hear that." Devon replied and smirked as his body began glowing gold, the glow spreading rapidly around him<br/>"Shoot 'im boys!" She shouted to the men on the second floor galleries. Gun shots began resounding, followed by their sounds hitting against metal. When the men stopped raining bullets, the figure of an armor on one knee and a shield that had blocked the bullets that would've hit him. The knight stepped up to stand and stared straight to the ginger woman from under the helm. His left hand had still been beside him from the bow, now unsheathed an impressive long sword. Gun shots began resounding again, the knight rose his shield  and crouched, slowly moving forward against the rain of bullets. The shield was definitely taking a beating, and Devon was hoping they would run out of magic to fuel their guns soon.<br/><br/>Surely, one by one, the amounts of gunshots began to diminish and stop. "What are you guys doing? Keep shooting, you almost have him!" The woman yelled. "No more shots left miss..." a man yelled out. "WHAT?!" she yelled back. The knight stood back up straight and stretched. The shield was all dented, which was cast on the floor, clattering loudly. One step forward. Clink. Another step. Clink. "Is that all, milady?" He asked, a few steps away from her.<br/>"No..." she took a step back, reaching behind herself. The knight kept walking closer, only a few feet away. She brought out a pistol and aimed it at Devon. "Don't take another step, or I'll shoot." She warned. The man took another step. "I said not another step." She warned, but the man reached out with his free hand and gently pulled the pistol out of her hand. "Enough... Enough, Rose... You don't need to keep fighting, I know you wouldn't do it. Your thorns won't hurt me through my armor."<br/>"Stop it Devon." A small tear slid down her cheek as she tried to take another step back. The knight tossed the gun aside and grabbed her hand.<br/>"If you don't fight, they won't hurt you, I promise." The man incited. Despair filled her face before she sighed.<br/>"I can't do anything to you..." She mumbled before turning around to pout. The ma sheathed the sword with a smirk on his face as he completed yet another mission without deaths. Grabbing his shield from the floor, he made sure Rose was placed under custody before collecting the reward for protecting the ball and headed back to the guild.<br/><br/>GUILD HALL<br/><br/>With the door swinging open, the sound of clinking armor added itself to the noise of the guild. Small flashes of golden light flashed around the knight as the armor disappeared, piece at a time. The helmet disappeared, the white hair flowing out to rest in its spiky usual.  The man walked to the board and rested his back against a pillar to observe the notices. There were requests tagged with his name as a request, only they were not for another few days, even weeks. Said requests were usually bodyguard and -due to his slowly growing fame- escort demands. If anything, there wasn't anything that demanded his immediate attention. The knight glanced over his shoulder to the guild with a soft sigh. "My, my... Things have been rather quiet lately" Devon softly muttered to himself.