Silver peers at his cards for a moment then looks over at a man to his left. Geki, a man who is in his early thirties, who had red, short-cropped hair and green eyes, and the 3rd member of the crew Silver was in, the Composers. The Composers was a bard/mercenary crew that handled music performance for entertainment and does mercenary jobs to fund themselves. Geki in the crew was responsible for the flute, as Silver was for the lute. Silver took his gaze off of Geki and looks ahead of him, another man. Nevar, who is in his early twenties, had spiky white hair and blue eyes, and the 2nd member of the crew, as he was responsible for the organ. Silver finally turns his eyes to a girl on his right. Cynthia, a year older than Silver who has long black hair, brown eyes, which her right eye is covered with an eye patch, and is the 4th member of the crew, as she was responsible for the violin. Silver closed his eyes and takes a deep breath. Geki, Nevar, and Cynthia looked at him with confusion. Silver grins as he lays down the cards and spreads them out. “Royal Flush!” Silver called out. The others frowned to their loses and lays their cards. Silver laughed joyfully as he takes the gil from the pot in the middle of the table.

“Hey Silver, can you purposefully loose just for once?” Said Nevar in disgust, annoyed by Silver’s consecutive wins. Silver rubs the back of his head.

“I can’t help it, maybe it’s just natural.“ Silver was about to stuff his leather bag with the gil when cards slipped from his robe sleeves. Silver yelped in surprise as Geki, Nevar, and Cynthia glances over, then to Silver. Silver slowly got up and waves his hands in front of him furiously as he backs his way to the doorway.

“W-Wait, I can explain!” Silver said out loud. Geki, Nevar, and Cynthia advance to Silver, cracking their knuckles. When Silver cleared the doorway, he immediately ran off. Mark, the captain of the airship the crew owns, the Emphyrial, is at the wheel, piloting it through the Mist to Alexandria. The door opens and Silver entered, panting as he quickly closes the door. Mark looks over at Silver.

“Got into trouble again, Silver?” Mark called out, turning back in front to face out of the window. Silver leans on the door, laughing in between pants and rubbing the back of his head.

“Y-Yea, I guess.” Silver said as he stumbles to stand up straight and walks next to Mark, looking out of the window. They were about to clear through the Mist, to see the castle of Alexandria close, reflecting the sunlight of the majestic crystal that stood in the middle of the castle. Silver stared out in space, in a trance of thought. He turns around and heads to the door, to only be stopped by Mark.

“Thinking about her again? Watch how naďve you are, as her status is far away from yours; don’t expect that you’ll be able to get her like that.” Mark called out as Silver opens the door and walks out to the deck of the airship. When Silver reached the deck of the airship, he walks to the railings and looks down as the airship flies above the city.