He simply wasn't used to it; the arguing. Alexios had gone his last few years never having to confront anyone with different opinions to his own, simply because where he had been for the past few years, nobody HAD an opinion. He didn't care though. He'd always found that thinking about the past would always complicate the future, especially when the past was his previuos missions. Come to think of it, it felt more as if those missions had been some form of a test, or a preparation for something...
He shook his head, continuing his fast paced walk down the hall. What the woman had said was getting to him now. She had planted a seed in his mind. What was her name? Sadie? Stay? Sati? Oh, he didn't care, all he wanted was out. He'd only met one person in the place, and already he felt he knew what the rest would be like.
He turned left onto another corridor and stopped, looking around. He was behind the stage. There HAD to be technical equipment here, didn't there? He turned to his right and saw a room, labelled 'Storage #3'. Not placing any consideration into it, he quickly kicked the door down and walked inside. It was pitch black, but that meant nothing to him. His eyes trained in seconds, and he smiled at what he saw. Old amplifiers and decks. Possibly thrown in here because they were damaged, but who cared? As long as he could find all the stuff he needed from the boards, he could be repaired and away from this wretched place in no time.
He placed his helmet down and picked up one of the old boards, blowing the dust off it. It was very old, the connections for the sound equipment being fairly ancient compared to the connecters he was used to, but it didn't matter, so long as the elctronics were of the same style.
He knelt down in the dark on the durty floor and placed the board down infront of him, forgetting that the cupboard was now exposed as he started to run his fingers along the edges of the device to find some way of opening it up.
If it did open, the chances are, he would have found his required resisters. Then he would only need wiring, which wouldn't be hard to find in the cupboard, titanuim plating, which would be hard to find in the Opera house no doubt, but he had an idea for a source of the hardened material, and then he would need to find a fellow named Corey.
Corey...
He stopped what he was doing and frowned, realising he didn't even know what Corey looked like. With a sigh he closed his eyes slightly, before he opened them again and continued looking for a way to crack open the device.
There had to be a way to open it... didn't there?

Alexios stopped what he was doing and listened. Singing. In this place? He put down the board in the darkness of the room and turned around, looking at the hallway outside,
"What the..."
Suddenly, the song that was being sung hit him, and he realised that he knew this song. He didn't fully understand why, but as he turned back to the board and continued to try and open it, he began to sing the last verse of the song,
"Sail on silvergirl, Sail on by. Your time has come to shine. All your dreams are on their way. See how they shine. If you need a friend, I’m sailing right behind."
Smiling a little, he finally cracked open the board, the loud crack of the wood snapping echoing around the stage and through the seats. He grinned as he started to look through all the different connectors he'd made available to himself. 1.. 2.. 3.. 4 resistors, all of the same strength, which was a bonus. He quickly pulled them off the circuit board then stood up, placing the resistors into his pocket and looking around,
"Wires..."
As he continued his search through the pitch black room, he found himself inclined to sing more, the tune now stuck in his head,
"Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind. Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind."

The singing had stopped, quite possibly before he had started singing, but it was only now that he noticed the other voice was gone. He stopped his searching and listened carefully.
Alex turned his head towards the door when he heard her say hello for the first time, but he didn't respond, thinking that she may have been talking to someone else. He turned back and continued to search. But when the voice came next from by the door, he stopped searching, and turned to face her. His orange eyes seemed to glow in the dark, like a cats eyes; they were the only thing visible inside the room, and though they didn't emit light, they didn't really reflect it either. They could just always be seen in the dark, which possibly which something to do with the fact that Alexios could see in the dark, just as well as he could in the light, but his eyes were slightly more sensitive in sunlight, though the pain caused was tolerable to him, and he very rarely let anyone know that his eyes did this.
Quietly, he responded to the voice, so as not to try and alarm the girl that he was seeing outside the cupboard,
"Uhm... hi there..."
To his own surprise, his voice sounded slightly nervous as he stood, only his eyes visible.

At first he found himself nervous. Was she a higher ranked person in this place than him? Was this cupboard hers? But her last line settled his thoughts and he smiled a little, walking forwards towards the door, and into a part of the cupboard that was lit from the opening.
He smiled as he came into her view, a soldier, in quite different armour to a normal soldier's, but the armour was heavily damaged. he smiled a little at her, looking back into the cupboard,
"Actually, I'm not sure whether I'M supposed to be in here, but hey, that's life."
He turned back to her, looking her up and down, before frowning a little,
"Are you new here too? Judging by a few factors, you seem edgy or nervous..."

With a small grin, he turned back and grabbed some wiring, walking towads the girl slowly,
"You know, during military training, you're taught an important fact about gaining allies and avoiding enemies: During contact with an unknown person and potential enemy, you must always judge threats and threat factor. Right now, young lady, even if you were to produce a handgun, you are of no threat to me whatsoever, and no offence, but you're hardly in the position to defend yourself against the attack of a marine, be him simply a janitor, or a squad captain such as myself."
He'd now reached quite a close position to her, his eyes looking direct into hers,
"These wires I'm holding? I could kill you with them, most likely in one movement, 3 at the very maximum, and you wouldn't have time to react. So, next time you go to bark something at me, I would suggest you reconsider it."
After his serious sounding talk however, he smiled and slung the cables over his shoulder,
"As it stands though, I aint gonna kill you, or even touch you with these cables. Another lesson in the military ways, is that you should always try to make friends, before you make enemies. So in response to your rather rudely said question,"
he held his hand out with a pleasant smile,
"I'm Torez. Alexios Torez. And you are?"

He shook her hand, laughing a little,
"Cj it is. Cool name though."
He watched, surprised, as she snapped her hand back then shook his head and laughed quietly to himself, before he turned back to the cupboard,
"As for meeting here in a dark place... yeah, it doesn't sound too right does it... but... to tell the truth... I couldn't find the light switch for the cupboard,"
he blushed ever so slightly before he just shook his head,
"I don't need the light anyway. I can see in the dark, just as well as you can see in the light. Oh, and don't apologise for your 'behaviour', there's no need."
He smiled a little, before getting all his stuff together and getting ready to leave the cupboard,
"So how long have you been here for, Cj?"

Blinking slightly, he looked at her for a few seconds after her last question. Outside. Outside meant away from all the equipment he needed. Oh great, now he was stuck in a position. If he said no, he would lose out on conversation, and it would be rude; something he knew he didn't want to be. However, if he said yes and went outside with her to talk, he would be away from the equipment he needed and would be delyaed. This was why he wanted to avoid getting close to anybody in this damned place.
The more friends he made, the less chance there was of him leaving Arcerio.
Still, in the spirit of kindness, he smiled a little and nodded, etching his rifle up his back a little more,
"Yeah, sure. You know anywhere comfortable outside?"
His question hadn't seemed right. "Anywhere comfortable" sounded as if he expected to sit down, with her. 'WITH' was the problem. Apart from the fact that it meant talkign and making a new friend, would she take it the wrong way?
HIs mind was drifting slightly. His story in the past had meant that he had no contact with females, although his mind knew the basics.
He shook his head slightly and smiled, blinking a little,
"Ah! Sorry, day dreaming there. Anyway! Outside, yes, let's. You lead the way."
That was a lie, he wasn't day dreaming. He was thinking, of all the wrong things. After all the intense training... and other stuff... he was still not managing to do one of the most important things he was told; NEVER take your mind off the set goal, don't give things the oppertunity to go bad.
And yet, here he was, ready to walk away from the only place he expected to find what was necessary to leave with.
And what for? To make friends... with a girl; a large mistake according to his old drill instructor.
Still, she seemed nice enough...

"No no! It's fine! We can go outside!"
'What are you doing Alex?' he questioned himself. His mind was telling him to tell the truth, come clean; he wasn't truly busy, but a part of him was telling him that he hadn't to talk to her. In this situation, friends were bad, girls even more so.
But the other part of his mind - the part that was currently winning this sub-conscious battle - was telling him that there was plenty of time to gather things. This girl had been sweet with him so far, not like Sita who had snapped, so why not at least return the favour and talk with her? Afterall, you guys might make good friends.
But mentally, he kicked himself. 'Ha, some soldier you are', he could hear the voice of his officers saying.
But for some reason, suddenly, there was an aura, not just around this girl, but around the entire place. It called to him, pulled at his legs and begged him to stay just a little while longer, even if it was just a few minutes longer, or a week, it was crying out for him to hang fire; that there was no need to rush away.
And for some reason, at this very moment in time, the aura was focused around this girl. It was crying in his ear, in his mind, 'go outside, and just... talk to her for heaven's sakes!'
And like a fool - or so a part of his mind was calling him that - he listened to it.
"Sure," he nodded, whilst putting the cables down on the floor finally, "Not busy, so let's go, that is, if YOU aren't busywith anything?"

He smiled at her comment about the stage calling her,
"Yeah, I do know the feeling about the stage calling, only, it wasn't the stage that caught my attention. It was a cupboard. Shows how dull my life is, doesn't it..."
Ge grinned, but knew well that it wasn't just the cupboard that was calling. The entire place was calling for him to stay, but as it stood, he had decided, there and then on the spot, that he would do no more than talk with this girl, and then that was that; he was leaving for sure.
The place was too... eery for Alex, and besides, he had jobs to do outside of Arcerio, like get back to base... and that was it...
He sighed very slightly as he thought. Who was he kidding? He had no family outside of Arcerio, no-one missing him and wanting him to come home. The only people that even knew he existed were the marines and...them, and neither would miss him.
Maybe he was best staying in Arcerio?
No way! He was a marine! Brought up to want to move around, not be tied down to a place!
...And yet... here he was, joking with a girl,
"Me first?? Wha?! I've no idea about this place!" he chuckled, smiling at her warmly. For a soldier, he sure could be a nice guy, "I've absolutely no idea WHERE the exit is, if I were you, I would NOT put us in charge of getting us out of this building!"

With a chuckle he nodded and left the cupboard completely, stretching a little and shielding his eyes as he walked into the light. After a few seconds, he turned and faced her,
"My ability to kill people with anything I have available to me has nothing to dow ith my life being interesting. My life in general is very boring. My past, doubly so."
Liar. His past was deep and confusing, somewhat painful and sad, but he wanted nobody to know about it; partially because he didn't know all of his past himself either.
With a grin, he turned and pointed to a random door,
"Alright! I say that's the exit, out of this building, and into the open!"
He was being playful, kidding around with her. There was a sign above the door, with a diagram of a stick man running through the door, with the word, "Exit" written in big letters. He knew she'd see it, but that was the fun of it.
Smiling, he walked to it and grabbed the handle and looked at her, leaning on the door,
"So, are we just gonna stand around and talk about going outside, or are we actually going to do the unthinkable and GO outside, hm?"

As they walked outside, Alex quickly raised his other arm to his forehead, shielding his eyes from the light outside, no matter how dim or sunny it was. After a few seconds, of her letting go of his arm, he finally lowered his other arm and blinked multiple times, as if adjusting to the new light.
Of course, an adjust to a new type of light level is perfectly acceptable, but Alex's adjustment took quite some time; much longer than it should have done.
After his eyes were adjusted, he smiled at her as she led on the lawn, before rolling his eyes and smiling,
"I can't say it's the nicest place I've ever been to, but then again, it's definately not the worst either."
He looked around. His previous outdoor observation of Arcerio had been in the company of Sita, but he had only payed attention to any sort of vantage point in or on the buildings that would allow him to either look around from to mark his surrounds, or allow him to reate a window of oppertunity that would allow him to escape.
This time however, he was looking around and taking Arcerio in as a place; he couldn't say that he liked the place, because that would be a lie, but then again, he would have been lying if e said he didn't like the place. It was a confusing feeling, but it made sense: his marine-trained mind was telling him to hate the place and to leave as soon as possible, but the human side of him was telling him that there was something more to this place, that it was went deeper than face value.
Snapping back into reality, he looked at her before motioning to the ground near her,
"Mind if I sit down, seen as you've so proudly claimed this, 'royal land' your own territory, or so it seems?"