Kato lost count of many times he was told to do trivial work around the church that was the result of strangers and travelers coming around this area. Understandably, he was the lowest of the holy hierarchy, but they could at least be somewhat nicer to someone who's barely of age to even hold a claymore. People were extremely rude too, enough to litter and lollygag around a holy place like this. They weren't anything environmentally damaging, but it did increase Kato's work, and he didn't really like it that much.
Once he was done with his work, he went into the church and crept where the altar was. He went on his knees, puts his palms together, his elbows supported on a stone slab. Then he began praying just as he always have done on a daily basis, his eyes closed in almost an outwardly trance. He was quiet, and the only thing audible were the slamming doors that echoed within the corridors of this church. They were merely noise to him, something that could be shut out easily with the switch in his brain.
Willow walked into the church, her feet clicking softly as she approached the main altar. The church was by no means silent, but there was a certain stillness in the air that made her peaceful and happy inside. Reverntly, she genuflected and then approached the altar from the side, laying her tomes and staves on top of the cold marble. Leaving her weapons, she then moved to the side and began to pray, noticing the altar boy. It was good to see such devotion, especially among the young people.
After a half an hour that passed like seconds, the Valkyrie silently got up and placed her weapons back on before moving over to the bank of candles. Mumbling a few words, she lit a candle all by itself and one next to it before moving to a pew and sitting, looking upwards at the beautiful architecture.
At first, Kato ignored the clicking feet resonating on the marbled floors of this church. His devotion to St. Elimine was far more stronger than his urge to open his eyes, turn around, and look at the newcomer. The static lifestyle of this kind of youth would be too much for any youngster to bear, but he was faithful enough to live it. Very quietly, Kato pulled the tome underneath his arm out and laid it in front of him, finding the page swiftly before he began to read it mentally to himself. He was just a student, but there was nothing wrong with becoming knowledgeable in his line of work.
The time passed very easily, something that Kato became accustomed to about a few months into this life. He was still an orphan, only an altar boy under the supervision of a priest, which meant anyone could adopt him at any moment, and take him away to a new life. It wouldn't be too bad, living the life of a normal boy--stuffing their mouths with bread, riding horses through the grassy plains, or even flying on the majestic pegasi. He found himself practically drooling at the thought, and broke out of it with an unprofessional yelp.
His eyes glanced around to see a woman who had lit a candle where the wall of wax-objects laid. Kato hoped that the lady didn't hear; it would be way too embarrassing.
Willow heard a small squeak behind her, and turned to the altar to see the altar-boy looking at her. Smiling good-naturedly, she got up and moved back over to the altar, seeing an open Light tome on the floor in front of him.
"Such devotion to the Blessed Saint is admirable, especially in such a young boy," Willow murmured, taking out her own Light and moving to the same page. "I remember when I was your age, growing up in Faresh. I wasn't allowed to be an altar boy, of course... But my father, the priest of Faresh, taught me my magic."
Looking at the boy's face, Willow smiled again and asked, "So... How did you come to be here?"
"Uh, thank you," Kato responded as he regained some of his composure. "I just thought it'd be nice to take up on something that could maybe... help me in the future. So, when the priest here offered me the chance to be an altar boy, I took it!" he said excitedly, particularly the last part. "They taught me the basics of light magic, and now it's up to me to improve."
Kato smiled at her, off-put by her height, which prompted him to stand up with the book still on the stone slab. "I... don't really have a home. I mean, I lived at a nearby orphanage so I guess I could call that home. It's why I became an altar boy. I wanted to have some hint of... normal." His expression was of a wishful one.
"An orphan, huh? I was married recently, and I want to become a mother... It's a shame, but at this point I cannot offer you a home. I have to travel to a dangerous situation with my husband... But when we return, I will do anything I can to help a righteous young person."
Willow then chuckled, reaching out and patting the boy's head. "Normal? The church provides routine, but it is no normal, dear boy. Normal is not the word I would use to define our Blessed Saint and her glorious institution."
Picking up the boy's book, she handed it to him with a smile. "Do the priests practice with you much? I'd assume they'd be so good as to train you, but... I'm not so confident in their skill. A military Valkyrie might be more suited toward instruction."
Willow chuckled. Priests were often dozy and boring. This boy seemed vivacious. He needed a burst of energy and power to invigorate him.
"Married, huh?" Kato said, interestingly. He could see himself getting married one day to someone in the future, though it was pretty far away in hindsight. When he is to marry, who is it going to be? Better question; is anyone ever going to give him the life that he so wants? Perhaps not now, but definitely later. He could at least dream of fantasy-land. "It's okay. I'm used to all of this. I'll be out on my own in a few years anyway."
Kato's bottom lip pouted as the lady put a hand on his head. Being young aside, getting pat on the head by a stranger was more awkward than self esteem-lifting. "I don't mean normal in that way..." he gladly took his book back from her, gently of course. "The priests taught me rudimentary things--the empowerment of faith and all that. I'm..." he looked around to see if there were any church members around. "I'm not so sure if they would allow me to be trained by you." He scratched at his bright blond hair.
Willow gave the young boy a roguish smile. "Ah, you'll find someone. Mark my words. You young people are so quick to despair; that's something I see that's a great concern of mine. Thankfully, you seem quite the optimistic lad. That is a good trait indeed.
Now, about those priests... How about you show me your superior, and I'll have a word with him? An Etrurian Valkyrie should hold some sway, as should my father's position in the Church. Come now, dear boy. And what was your name, little sir?"
Kato smiled, before walking in short, but quick strides. "I'm Kato!" he boomed in excitement as he began to walk through the corridors of this church. "A Valkyrie, huh? So you must be super powerful! That's really cool."
His body spun repeatedly as he took multiple turns inside the church until they reached a set of stairs. "He should be somewhere upstairs," said Kato. Then he ran up the stairs quick as possible to make sure he was correct. Looking back at Willow, he nodded with a thumb up. "Yep, he's here! C'mon!" he would wait until she got up the stairs to point at a closed door.
(( OOC: You can do control the priest NPC if you want! ))
"Sure!" answered Kato, clearing his throat out in an exaggerated fashion, almost as if he's about to cough up blood. The priest looked at him in confusion, but listened anyway. "I want to be strong! Well, not just that, but I wanna do something in the world other than sit around here." He pulled out his light tome and presented it in front of him like a treasure. "I want to use this for good. It's the only thing I'd like to do in this world!" his voice boomed strong enough to even disturb the strand of blond hair that almost dared to scratch at his cheek.
Kato, whatever you do, make sure you listen to the good woman. We don't want to estrange relations because of foolishness! And you, Miss Willow, are you sure you are fine with this? I would not want to put undue strain or pressure upon you..."
"I will be fine, sir. The child will be my ward for the day. My husband is away doing business, preparing for our upcoming trip, and so I am more than happy to assist this boy in his studies."
Saluting once more, the Valkyrie left the room, placing an arm around Kato's shoulders, and closing the door behind her. Removing her arm, she motioned for him to show her the way back, smiling slightly.
"Come on, Kato," she whispered. "Before he changes his mind."
Kato's face lit up in profound happiness, bending over to bow at his superior. "Thank you so much!" he said, fixing his posture and moving out of the room almost immediately with Willow's shoulder around his shoulders. "Alright, let's go!"
He ran down the apparent stairs, holding the tome under his arm very carefully as to not drop it. Then he turned around to exit the church completely, being met with a rather satisfying weather. "This is great. I'm so excited." Kato looked at Willow. "So, what do we do first?"
Kato began thinking of a location that was open enough to do this training, but also secluded enough so that people wouldn't bother them. The nearby river bank sounded like a good idea, but he wasn't entirely sure if the horse Willow was mounted on could adapt to that sort of environment, despite it being trained for military purposes. His fist was placed right underneath his chin to indicate that he was thinking of something, somewhere, or... someone to train at, though that didn't make much sense in hindsight. Finally, he decided on the river bank. The trees nearby may be deterring to their training, but it shouldn't be that difficult for a military-grade horse to travel through it.
"There is a river nearby with an open area next to it. That could work!" he said and began treading on the ground. He seldom walked on dirt because of his superior, but it felt nice to finally acquire his freedom. Kato was happy, and it was about time that he would do something that was a part of his dreams.