Green Acres; A Beautiful Beginning

It was just as El expected. When he was in Valparaiso, he hadn't come across anyone that looked to be from Buck's race. There were a few other races running around, but he had assumed that most were predominately human, since they looked to be that way. It would make sense, at least to him, that Buck had spent his whole life here if he hadn't seen fully humanoid beings like himself and Tzita, though El was, more or less, an alien to this world and Tzita was a fairy.

"Ah it sure is a sight to see. It reminded me of the farm that I grew up on so many years ago." It was quite a sight to behold. Quite a bit more expansive that his uncle and aunt's farm used to be, quite a bit smaller than it was before he arrived her, El would be remiss if he didn't think it was a spectacle to see.

"Really?" he said with a stroke of passionate inquisition, "Naw, get out of town! You? A farm boy? Well, ya certainly don't look it!" Buck would laugh heartily, poking fun at the man who seemed much more stately than what a farm boy would have. "You're much too spiffy, with yer fine, shiny clothes on! Don't look nothin like for farmin', iff'n ya ask me!" Eventually, his laughter would come to an end, followed by the slightly embarrassed scratching of the back of his head and looking off to the side, coughing a little bit, "... Er, uh, that is to say... I don't mean to offend ya none, but that get up ya got there would probably slow ya down!"

He scraped his cloven hoof feet against the ground, as if getting ready to take off, "See, I betcha I can make it to the entrance WAY before you even come close!" He scraped again, huffing and snorting, shaking his head, getting it in the game. "Ready-Steady-GO!!!" He cried out real fast, taking off in a burst of abnormal swiftness, carried on his strong bovine legs as though he were light as a feather, kicking up clods of grass and dust with every pounding clop of his feet. He'd be down at the entrance to the Settlement from across the field in about six seconds, flat.

El didn't feel offended at all, in fact in laughed along with Buck, before the man apologized. He could admit that his clothes were a bit fancier than they would have been, but it had been years since El had been working on a farm. He'd become part of the upper class, but never felt like he belonged there though. It was protocol for him to wear these types of clothes since this was his uniform.

El whistled as he watched Buck take off for a race and he chuckled at Tzita's urge for victory. "What is it, Lady L'sia, don't care to see your man defeated?" He teased, calling back to when she'd called him such before they slept in the dwellings of the Zodiac beasts. He slid his free hand back underneath her bottom, securing her in place by locking his fingers back together, before he judged the distance that he needed to travel with his eyes and took off for a casual jog. Of course, with his physical attributes being enhanced by the sunlight shining down on them, his idea of a casual jog was around the same speed of Buck's full on sprint before El poured it on, a little, and arrived at their destination with time to spare.

It surprised even El himself, since he though he would have arrived later than this. He supposed it had something to do with being an alien to this world, or maybe the Dawn had different laws of physics than Valparaiso. He wasn't completely sure himself.

"Holy smokes!!" he shouted, completely bamboozled by the speed this man had; which was somehow even greater than even his own. "Geez, are all your type this fast?! I barely even saw ya!" He wasn't accustomed to any creature being as fast as his kin; unless they were of the cat-type, which didn't prowl too often 'round here in the open fields. "What are ya, anyway? You didn't ever tell me what your type was!"

El was a bit lost in thought when Buck finally made it to where they were, thinking about what Tzita had said to him. He could assure her that, no, not all knights from his kingdom were capable of feats such as this, and neither was El, when he was there. In his world, he was superior to the other knights, slightly stronger and faster, but that it was widely assumed that had only come from him growing up doing physical labor on a farm while most of the other knights in his command had been sons, and the occasional daughters, of nobles who couldn't inherit anything from their fathers so they decided to become wealthy by the sweat of their own brow, on recommendation for the "luxurious", and "easy" position of royal guard by their affluent parents. El had earned the position as leader of the royal guard by taking a sword right through the abdomen for the king, queen, and princess while they had come to a war camp to inspire the troops to fight and were ambushed by mercenaries and assassins hired by the other army. It was later established that he was perfect for the position because he was, physically and mentally, superior to most of the others.

His aunt and uncle never told him who his parents were though, nor had his aunt told him about Durandal and why he'd received it after becoming a royal guard and losing his uncle. On top of that, there were differences between this world and the one that he hailed from. One glaring one, was the sun in their sky which was of a different color than the one he grew up under. Suspiciously enough, there had been rumors about his physical likeness to the king, but not the queen or princess.

He came back to, after remembering some details about where he'd come from, and smiled at both the people in his current company with his genuine smile. He had ever intention on answering their questions, rhetorical or not. "I assure you, Lady L'sia, none of the knights from where I hail are capable of that, and I am, without a doubt in my mind, human." The second half of what he said was directed at both Tzita, and Buck, but El pushed his hands up to, inadvertently lifting Tzita higher up on his back and squeezing her butt, roll his shoulders. "Though, I am not of this world, an Alien from a different universe, if it'd be a more sufficient answer for the both of you."

"To be honest, I just surprised myself, actually." He finished with an awkward laugh, to ease any tension that was brewing. He was surprised, but not as surprised as he'd been back in Valparaiso where the enhanced abilities had first began manifesting while he helped in stopping Kairo, Tzita's brother. He wondered what happened to the boy when they left, and hoped he was better person when they finally met again.

"Hyooman, huh?" Buck wasn't quite knowledgeable about the 'human' type. Nor of the 'Alien' type, either. He knew of creatures that looked like humans, but nothing that actually was one. Most of the Beastkin were humanoid in nature in some sort of way, shape or form, which is why they were different from normal Beasts, which were, naturally, complete animals. "Well uh, I hope you don't mind if ain't none like ya in this village. Come on in, I'll letcha meet my dad. And iff'n ya don't mind a little bit of hard work in exchange for some of our goods, we could surely use another farmer to help us with our Harvest!"

He would chuckle to himself, before giving them both a thumbs up. "Heh. Fortunate you done come 'round, then, ain't it? That means less work for me!" His chuckle would turn into a hearty laugh for a moment or two. "Nah, I'm just foolin'. But enough idle chit-chat out here. Let me show ya 'round!" He would, at that point, walk along the pathway devoid of grass, with wooden gates surrounding it to show the territory of their settlement. He would lead them straight to his house inside.