298 Vol. 5 pt. 6 Patch 1.0: Forming Alliances (1/2)

None of those new to Rainbow Afro have any idea of what to expect at the sight of him. His appearance matches his name and reputation without fail. From head to toe, not a single thing on his body isn't rainbow-colored other than his skin and eyes. Even his nails are painted the color of rainbows!

With the Rainbow Galaxy docked, Rainbow Afro himself leaps from his ship's bow, doing a midair flip, and lands on the wooden walkway where he straightens out his clothes and runs a comb through his afro.

While the scaled alligator men may be acting as if nothing that is going on is out the usual, the same cannot be said for Fenrir, Tabitha, Corwin, and Nell. The first three are watching on with wide, empty eyes with no idea how to react to what they are seeing while Nell offers a polite smile.

Should they be amazed? Amused? Offended? Shocked? Scared? Confused? Inspired? Afraid?

Not a single one of those words could appropriately describe how the group feels at the sight of Rainbow Afro.

But, he's just a man who looks… unique. Surely, he has a regular personality and doesn't have anything that could be more surprising than his looks.

”Howdy, y'all,” Rainbow Afro says to the four after catching them staring at them.

They become even more confused.

Not only is he covered in rainbows, but his accent is one with the most heavy, Southern drawl that they have ever heard before.

They had no idea that it was possible for somebody to still sound so stereotypically Southern, but he manages to pull it off while also looking like the true origin of rainbows.

Yes. It is not Rainbow Afro who wishes to mimic the colors of rainbows; it is the rainbows who wish to mimic how Rainbow Afro looks. Rainbows even stole their name from Rainbow Afro. Unfortunately for rainbows, they can not also grow an afro, because such a thing would be silly. Why would it be silly? Because the rainbows know that growing an afro as bouncy and full as Rainbow Afro's would be impossible and anything less than perfection would be an insult.

”He-hey,” Fenrir forces himself to say after clearing his throat. ”I'm Fenrir, leader of the Soaring Wolves.”

”Glada meetcha, Fenrir. Bring yerself a harem there?”

Nell steps up and says, ”It is a pleasure to meet you, Rainbow Afro! Sadly, I am the only member of his harem present. I am certain that the others would love to meet you someday. Ah, and you may call me Nell.”

Fenrir tries imagining what it would be like for the others to meet Rainbow Afro.

Serra would probably hide behind him and laugh.

Cassiel would either be dumbfounded and silently judge Rainbow Afro, or she would be upset at just how immersion-ruining his looks are.

As for Azalabulia, Fenrir isn't entirely sure how she'd react. She would either see Rainbow Afro's personality and appearance as some sort of roleplay, and love it, or she would react similarly to how Cassiel and Serra might react.

Then there is Nell who is already proving her proper upbringing. She may not legally be a princess, but she's able to treat everybody with respect without showing any cracks in her smiling expression.