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"... deep blue eyes... pouty lips... hm..."

Biron felt himself straighten by instinct as Navii inspected him. Her eyes roamed his body and he felt exposed, as though she could see through him. His personality refused to allow such nonsense without some input on his part, however. "Are you checking me out, Vii?"

The woman looked at him sharply, causing him to recoil mentally. He refused to show such weakness on the outside, not in front of them. Her eyes danced with newfound amusement, seemingly aware of his inner struggle to remain calm in front of this superior warrior. A smirk, one that made his blood sing with desire, crossed her petite features.

"No... I'm judging you, blondie."

Biron questioned the identity of this woman. Whether she was some Mage in hiding or an Assassin that was planning to murder him in his sleep. There was no freakin' way that this... she could twist his inner thoughts around. Warriors, Templar and Gladiator alike, had no such experience in psychological warfare. They were upfront and personal, the person that stabbed first and looked to answer questions later. Sorcerers, Assassins, and Rangers were the sort of person that thought about their next course of action. And that was the sort of thing that this woman was doing.

Seraphim, what was he thinking? The blonde pushed that thought aside in favor of raising his middle finger, flicking her off as his prompt response. It wasn't meant to offend her, of course, as they both knew he was playing. After spending the last few weeks on the same team, working as partners, they knew each other a great deal. Nothing was kept secret between them. Secrets, especially between partners, spelled "death" for either of them in the battlefield. Not that they were seeing much action in these parts. Spriggs was the strongest that they'd had to fight.

"Are you two done flirting?"

His eyes turned from his fellow Elyos, landing on the third and final member of their team. Meliada; the Mage. She was planning to become a Sorcerer in the future, should the chance present itself to her. As far as he was concerned, she was already one of the greatest Magic weavers in all of Elysea. He would have no other to watch his back. His eyes danced with annoyance and, although barely noticeable, amusement.

"No," the Warrior retorted, "We were planning to further our relationship, actually."

Navii glared at him from the corner of his eyes, unhappy with his response. She wasn't exactly... okay with Meliada joking about that sort of thing. The woman was of the strict belief that relationships between coworkers was wrong. Yet, the blonde knew that she was interested. How many times had he caught her looking his direction when she thought he wouldn't notice?

Their superior; Elpas, snorted in disbelief. This bunch was quite the source of entertainment in this otherwise dull place. Akarios Plains wasn't the most action packed area in Elysea, unfortunately. He was usually out here, showing the newbies the ropes. There wasn't much teaching on his part for this latest batch of recruits. They were fairly skilled from what he was able to gather in the few assignments that he'd sent them on. "Are you three quite finished? I've got a new assignment for you."

They turned their gazes upon him, causing his skin to crawl. Seraphim, how the Elyos despised that. He wasn't cut from the same cloth as leaders, so unused to people looking to him for orders and instructions. He was of better use in the battlefield, not teaching rookies. But, at the same time, who was he to question his own superiors? They had their reasons for deploying him in the Akarios Plains.

"Mires needs you three, said something about too many Kerubar in his area. I need you to go there and help 'em. And if he tells you to do something? You do it, no questions asked. Understood?"

Biron, Navii, and Meliada saluted the older Elyos. "Understood."