Gardenia
Continuing his trek through the streets of Gardenia, Kael's mood was significantly better than it was earlier. The few citizens of Gardenia that Kael happened to pass in his progress through the city didn't seem to share his sentiment towards the storm tearing across the heavens. Most of those he came across hurried across the street or into some building as quickly as they could in a vain attempt at staying dry. Others that noticed him seemed to scurry away just as fast, helping to avoid any further occurrences like the one that had occurred after his descent to the city's streets. Yet all of them had a direction or some sort of a destination in mind as they rushed about in the rain.
Where the hell am I going anyway....? The thought popped into Kael's head suddenly as he paused on his journey to nowhere. He really had no destination in mind and could have been wandering aimlessly around in circles for all he knew. Perhaps he should have stuck to the rooftops to get a better vantage point as he proceeded. A vantage point only helps when you know where you--
The thought was cut off abruptly when the crest on his hand began to throb slightly. A tingling sensation filled his hand as the image of the Black Rook pulsed slightly, feeling as if thousands of tiny pins and needles were dancing across the shape. A sort of warning seemed to be displaying itself, yet Kael had no idea what it meant.
Shaking out his hand, Kael tried to make the feeling go away in vain. Not knowing what was causing it was irritating him even more so than the actual sensation. during this short and irritating process, the wind began to pick up from behind as the rains continued to fall on the city. A light bump tapped his back and he spun toward the feeling, causing a slight shift in the winds surrounding him. This shift brought a blur up in front of his face as what appeared to be a hat sailed a little ways above his head.
Without warning, a hand shot out and caught the rim of the hat easily, bringing Kael's from the hat to the arm's owner (Eri Soluce). The woman smashed into him and took them both over in the collision. Taking the impact of the ground squarely on his back, Kael was slightly winded by the blow. He didn't know if she was holding herself up or if she was just really light, but Kael was able to draw in a breath unhindered before his question was answered. All at once, she dropped the few inches she was elevated to rest her body weight.
"Uh, hi."
Kael blinked as a drop of water rolled off her lime green hair to land on his shades. He would have traded all of his gifts at that moment to be able to read people's minds. He had always been horribly bad at reading faces and couldn't discern what he saw on her face at that moment. But it didn't matter once he spotted the mark below her chin. A Black Bishop. So this is one of the people he would be fighting with? Suddenly this game doesn't seem so bad... he thought.
Rolling over, Kael reached around her back to keep the woman from falling as he pulled her up behind him. "Nice catch," he said gesturing to the hat. Reaching out to touch the mark below her chin, the touch felt harmless after the actions of the past few moments, he shifted his gaze back to her eyes. "Bishop? Hmm, I would've guessed a Queen... Kael Skye, I'm guessing I'm our Rook. And obviously not the sturdiest castle out here...." He said, indicating their collision and fall as he held up his hand to show her the crest. "Something special about that hat? Or was it my winning smile that made you want to tackle me?"