Kida's Target (Tag: Roy)

Kida looked up sharply and regarded him with carefully guarded interest, "Actually, yes. You're one of the only ones I haven't spoken with, and it doesn't sit well with me to have supposed allies that I don't even know," she answered honestly.

Kida eyed his hand in confusion for a minute before remembering that it was a way people in some cultures introduced themselves. She awkwardly took his gloved hand in hers and looked him in the eye, "Kidagakash Nedakh," she answered simply. She couldn't quite remember what happened after she took his hand, so she stood there looking at him and wondering if it was considered rude if she let go first.

Kida was about to respond that he better learn it then, but she paused and instead answered, "Most people call me Kida." She didn't mind her people affectionately calling her 'Kida', because they knew and could easily pronounce her full name. But with outsiders... it always felt like a lack of respect and laziness when they wished for something else to call her by. It hadn't really bothered her before, but... she was starting to think that someday she might insist on being called by her full name, regardless of how uncomfortable it made them.

Kida smiled, "I've been training with it for more than a few millenia, I should know what I'm doing by now," she teased with a smirk on her face. Her corded musculature was honed from thousands of years of practice and grueling work. She couldn't afford to like him though, "And you? You have the gait and build of a soldier, as well as the eyes of a killer. What is it you specialize in?" she asked as she openly studied him.

Kida nodded in agreement with his first statement, before she looked up at him in question, "Flame alchemy?" she asked. She'd heard of alchemists, but they were more into metal working and medicine than they were into fire.

Kida studied the markings on his glove, trying to make sense of it all, but eventually shook her head, "I'm afraid this is beyond me," she admitted with self-effacing grin. She paused before asking for clarification, "You said you used the circles, right? So if you didn't have those gloves, you wouldn't be able to... make fire?"

Kida nodded, wondering what other ways he was referring to, but figuring it might be suspicious if she asked for details. "I would love to learn the mechanics of it all sometime," she told him genuinely, the idea of controlling an element as dangerous as fire appealed to her, but she also had her main motive of figuring out how to exploit the weaknesses of the system he employed in mind.

Kida nodded her understanding, she would be equally as hesitant with sharing any information about the spiritual power of her people. "I can understand why. Fire is indeed a powerful weapon," she agreed as she remembered the volcanic eruption that almost destroyed her people a second time, and of course fire was Iblis' favorite weapon.

Kida merely nodded and studied him, "Yes, it was lucky for me to end up here as well. I wasn't sure when I first met them whether they were Iblis' minions or not," she admitted. "It's interesting to see a group like this claim heroics," she murmured quietly as she looked out over the movie theater.