.:First Meeting:.
Gladion had been out for a while, taking care of some mercenaries that were giving both him and Lillie some trouble. The two had been in town, watching some duels, since Lillie wanted to know more about strategies, and Gladion happily obliged to stay around, low key hoping to find a suitable opponent whenever he would join the next season.
While on their way home, Gladion noticed that they were being followed and sent Lillie off, telling her that they were followed, and that he would take care of it. Lillie persisted at first, saying that she can fight if needed, but Gladion had none of it, telling her off with quite a rude tone in his voice. Lillie were sulking, but ran off after reading the situation a little better for them both.
«Don’t do anything stupid!» she hissed at him before running off.
Gladion drew his gunblade, getting ready for the encounter, while keeping an eye on Lillie, making sure that she was out of his range before he would do anything. Once she was out of range and sight, he could focus fully on the mercenaries that arrived and surrounded him.
The fight didn’t end to well on his part, making them follow him more into the forest in hopes that they’ll stop following him. He had taken quite a few hits, and a massive blow at his chest, wounding him quite badly.
Taking refuge at an abandoned building, he sat against the wall in silence, listening to the mercenaries curse and call him names, having lost sight of him. Once they took off, going off very loudly that he would be dead the next time they caught him.
Peeking from the door opening, he could hear them starting to panic. Screams and grunts were heards for a while, until it was silent. Unbearably silent. Focusing on the pain from the wounds again, he stripped down and found the bandage in his bag, quickly bandaging himself up as good as possible.
It didn’t help that his wounds were bleeding profusely, and he had no healing abilities like Lillie, which was something he wished he had at this moment. Sitting there in silence, focusing on his breathing in order to stay silent, he heard footsteps. Heels clacking to the stone flooring, cautiously approaching his “hiding” spot.
The ragged curtains from a door were flowing every to gently in the soft breeze that appeared, and at that instance, he quickly picked up his gunblade, pointed it at the door.At the same time, a female quickly turned the corner, having her bow drawn at him. It was dark, but the moon gave her appearance away once the clouds parted. She had long, dark hair, her eyes as silver as the moon, slightly reflecting the light. The arrowtip started to give a faint glow while it was still pointed at him, making him come to his senses, keeping her at gunpoint.
«It’s not often i get visitors.» she spoke softly. «Who are you?» she added, lightly hissing at him.
«Not often a dark elf is wandering around these parts...» he muttered. «And my name is to be hidden from the likes of you.» he added, hissing back.
«Interesting...» she replied lightly. «An high elf, and one being quite wounded as far as i can see.» she added, looking around a little.
«None of your damn business...This just a scratch.» he hissed.
«Just a scratch indeed.» she chuckled. «Considering the blood trail you left, i’m sure you wanted to be found.»
Gladion couldn’t argue with that, since his wounds were bleeding profusely. He kept her at gunpoint for a while, at least until she lowered her bow, sighing in disbelief. She put the arrow away, and waved at him to lower his gunblade.
«I’m not the fighting type.» she said.
«Considering the mercenaries earlier, i don’t really believe that.» he replied.
«They have been giving my people trouble, so it was in my right to put them in their right place. Reminding them who runs the forest around these parts, oh-high-and-mightly Mr. high-elf.» she said, mocking him.Gladion scoffed, slowly lowering his gunblade at her.
He didn’t have time to react when she found something in her bag, throwing it over at him. He dropped his gunblade instantly in order to catch the bottle she threw at him. He looked at it for a few seconds, only to look up at her, glaring.
«It should heal those wounds of yours enough to move within the hour or so.» she said and turned, walking off. Her heels hitting the stone flooring slowly getting more distant, and eventually disappearing.
Gladion hesitated, but figured that if she had the intent to kill him, she wouldn’t have hesitated to do so when she first had her bow drawn at him. It didn’t eventually dawn at him, despite obviously being a dark elf, her skin were to light to even be that.
Elf Luna and Elf Gladion’s first meeting lol. If isn’t their finest, but lol i guess. It had to happen anyway bcuz lonashipping.
Also...perspective is HARD >,<
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