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She watched as the new man moved his hands rapidly and she felt the chill in the air. So he had ice too...Vega tilted her head to the side as he spoke and a wry smile tilted her lips upwards.
"I know that... It's just that I'm trying to recruit new people to join the fight against the tyrant... Only to run into some trouble, since now people are fighting and the situation is spiraling out of control, fast..." He then made other movements and it appeared that he had cancelled his ice for the moment.
"I heard, I had a slight stand off with a Devil's Immortalis on the way." She said, her fear slightly lessened because this man was on the same side as her, but the crux of it remained.

He made a flame, which grew brighter and Vega's eyes darkened a little as her fear of men spiked a little for a moment before settling back down. She knew she had been pretty enough before her death but she was unsure if her icy death had affected that, and then her resurection. She knew she had scars on her temples and she knew what they looked like because she'd watched herself die right before she had to decide which path to take. However, she did not know if she had changed overly much, and she didn't want to find out any time soon...she still wasn't ready to see how she looked after coming back to life.
"Well... Um.. You want to join me in getting my allies out of the fight, miss... Oh right, I didn't get your name. What is it? My name is Asher." He held out his hand and she leaned back a little as if she thought his hand was going to burn her. However, not wanting to appear rude, she got up and shook his hand, her own trembling a little as she did so.

"I can always try, what do you need me to do? My name is Vega, though my nickname of sorts...is Pax." She said before releasing his hand after a few shakes and turning her attention to the other woman. Vega's orange-amber eyes shimmered a little as she took in the other's pale blue eyes and dark hair, so pretty and young by the senses of it...probably a little over half of the redhead's own age in terms of resurrected life.
The other girl asked her who she was and she smiled for a slight moment, transforming her face for a moment to a brighter and happier version. It was easy to see why she had been so pretty, but after a moment the smile faded and the happiness retreated again.
"I am Aella, and this is Asher. And, if you don't mind my asking, who are you?" Vega tucked some of her hair behind one ear and she extended her hand out towards Aella.
"My full name, or what I can remember of it is Vega Endzela. I was born...and I died, as it is with all of us I'm afraid." She said gently before stretching a little and sighing. "I am really starting to feel my age now, ten centuries is a long time to hang around for before finding companions. However the tides are...turbulent and we cannot afford to lose." She added, her head tilting to just the right angle for them to see the scar on her left temple.