Summary:After a day of training with Ky, Sol and a newly reborned Aria have a talk at sunset
Sol trugged his way though desert of Neo New York. A long day of training with the Ky had passed again. One step closer to being able to truly fight that bastard, Asuka. It wasn't hard training, per se. He just wasn't used to using tatics and complex strategies in a fight.
'More like convoluted...When did the boy-scout become such a slave driver anyway?' The passing thought allowed for a small appreciative grunt. He would never admit it, but he feels lucky to have the first king's help. Too much has happened..IS HAPPENING in this point in his life and with the upcoming showdown Sol wanted to be sure to walk away victorious, even if it means "trying his best".
As he continued his way up a steep hill, lost in his thoughts, he heard a voice called out to him.
"Fre~derick!"
Sol looked up, stunned at the name and voice. Two hundred plus years later, and her smile still makes his heart skip a beat. Waving happily as she always did before all the bullshit. Bullshit that Auska, Aria, and himself had a hand in creating. Though, Aria was more of an victim than anything.
A victim of their weakness. Thier incapability to protect the one person who meant something to the both of them. Their personal ambitions choices, and acts repentance. Their centuries age feud, many times over. It was both a blessing and a curse to have her back in this savage life.
"Tsc! You're up and about." His voice held very minuscule bit of teasing. He was eased to see her up, though her appearance caused him a bit of paused. Shoulder length silver hair with a crimson under in placed of vibrant red. Skin a shade darker than usual. Eyes of sparkling emerald. She looked like a cross between the Aria of old and Jack-o of now.
"Well when you've been out of commission for as long as I have..."
"Yeah.. I get it. So You came to pick me up? Thought you would be trying to explore with Dizzy or one of your 'sisters'."
"I ..Did..but I came to meet you..To speak with you one on one...Like old times."
Sol noticed the uncertainty in her voice. The way she played with a left front lock of her hair, a nervous tick that Aria had and made both him and Auska swear not to mentioned it. Sol folded his arms and looked towards the setting sun silently, before giving the slightest invitation to join him. Aria smiled as she walked to his side. She took a moment to drink him in. He was so different compared to what he was all those years ago and yet so familiar.
"Two centuries been good to you. Still have that infamous deposition of yours though."
His skin was a bit tanner, hair much longer; body was stronger, taller, and bulkier than she recalled. The most striking thing was his eyes, the color of fine burbon, slightly draconian in nature; and strkingly cold on the surface. Aria knew better though he always had eyes like that, even as her stringly, lone wolf, genius with ocean green eyes. His eyes held so much hidden emotion and turmoil. A hunger to succeed, a need to find a place in the world. She poked his bicep with a curious appreciation.
"Where did my twig of a scientist go?"
"I ate him."
Aria gave a faux gasp and playfully looked away. "My, oh my..Is that to say my darling Frederick is gone and all that left is you, Sol?...Eh I can live with that."
