Moving into a new city. (Open to all)

Sarencsmiled as he saw Hazel open the box, but his grin wuickly turned to a face of fear whenche saw the contents. "Oh...W-wow. I really must get going. You can handle most of the other boxes by yourself, right? " His face red, Saren began to leave the room, slowly walking backwards.

Hazel: No, hey, come on. I collect weird things, but there is nothing wrong with that. Don't leave, Saren. I can give you a really cool dvd from a 90s cartoon.

Saren had never seen a movie older than 5 years, so he was undoubtedly interested in the 90's cartoon Hazel was offering. He tried his best to convince himself to deny the offer, but he couldn't resist. "W-well a DVD sounds nice, I guess. Mabye I'll help you with just a few more boxes, but I better still get that DVD!" He walked outside and picked up some of the remaining boxes, and asked Hazel some more questions. "So if you're a meister and collect all these weapons, you must not need a weapon from the DWMA, right? You really should still have a student, though. You never know when you'll need a partner." Saren grinned, hoping for her to pick up that he needed a mesister.

Hazel: Well, I can use them for training, I guess. And I am in the works of trying to find a weapon right now, as in a student. As for a Dvd, I have 3 copies of the first season of Dragon Ball, so if you want one of those, you can.

Saren sighed, and let go of his grin. He walked outside to get the last of the boxes, and brung them inside. He took it upon himself to sit on the ground in the room that Hazel was in. "Well, if you need a weapon, I can help. I-i mean if that's alright with you! I don't mean to be rude or anything, I'm just in need of a meister and you're in need of a weapon." Saren rubbed his arm, trying not to hide his nervousness of rejection.

Hazel: Hmm. . . Okay, sure. We can start training and stuff later for that. Now, though, how about we finish unpacking my house. Or at the very least, get my bed ready.

Saren let go of his arm and smiled. He walked over over in to what seemed like the living room, and began unpacking. He saw more unusual items, but he continued ignoring them. He sat on the couch he unpacked, and layed down, relaxing. He decided to transform into weapon form, hoping that Hazel would notice the katana on the couch and try it out.