Maverick

Hey! If you made it this far, I congradulate you, most fall asleep by now; and the thing that you have been waiting for, and waited to graciously, the scene were you come in... You're the new recruit, a high skilled [You pick]. You sit, along with several other recruited trainees, in the lobby of the Creed headquarters. As you wait, you thinking to yourself: "Who? Who would possible take me in, to be my mentor?" Abrutly at the end of the large marble room opens. The man you at saw apon arrival, an offical, Laiz Dornwick-meryer walks in. Dressed in a spiffy, offical suit. Flanked by a dozen others all branded with the Creedain emblem. "They must be the Archs" You thought, stiffening your spine. Sitting just a bit more regal. Must not to look lazy, not here. Laiz smiles, seemingly attempting to be nice. But the vision is perpetually ruined by his dagger-like teeth,"Recuits, these are the Archs to be your mentors." He utters in his smooth, lisped voice. He nods prompedly at the recruits. A Brute with carmel skin and a huge 7"8 statue bruskly nods back, and walks forward. The rest follow, spreading out, talking to each of the recruits. One by one a recruit and new mentor walk out of the lobby. Finally leaving you, with no mentor. Laiz looks around, with a triumpht smile. That is until his eyes meet you. He sighs and walks closer, "What is your name, kid?" I'm[you choose]," you answer. He nods, and waves a finger at you, pointing from himself to you. "Come on, we'll get you a mentor." You stand. Renewing your spirit with vigor. He leads you out of the lobby and into the courtyard, nothing new of a sight. He waved his hand and a crystal blue and green portal materializes in front of you. He nods to the portal, then strides through. Vanishing from mortal view. Nervousnes sparks a grueling pit in your stomach as you walk through the portal. On the other side, Laiz waits. Standing square in front of the older stone two story house, in a dimlit alley. The house seemed to be squashed between two much large building, both newer looking Much as if it the olde house didn't belong. "We-we're in Silver Crest?!" You splutter, whirling around.Trying to take in every detail. Laiz chuckles," You're very observant, and yes we are." He turns to the rusted door that lead to whatever inside the house went to. He knocks. 8 sharp racks of an unknown rhythm. A boy no other than 14, with green eyes, and short scraggly almond hair opens the door," Oh! Mr. Dornwick-meryer-" "Son, please, call me Laiz," Laiz interrupts. The boy nods. "So, is Maverick home?" The boy nods eagerly, glances between you and Laiz, then runs inside. Moments later, he returns with Mav. "Awe, Mav. Why weren't you at the mentor greet?" Laiz asks cheerfully, though a hint of irritation lingers in his voice. Mav looks from him to you, then promptly shuts the door. Laiz huffs and knocks again. She opens it. “No,” she hisses.Laiz chuckles heatedly. “But yes, it’s an Arch duty.” Mav simply stares. “No.” She tries to slam the door again, but fails. As Laiz puts a hand firmly on the door, "Yes," he growls. Pushing you into the house with her... What will you do? Stare? Get mad? Hmmm I wonder....