Chapter XVIII: Ban on Characters Whose Names Begin with “K” ~Kyanosa

Despite all that had happened so far (including being randomly summoned from all angles of the cosmos, ending up in a group like this one, and nearly being subject to a forest-shattering explosion at the hands of some hunter with a thing for metal), our heroes were little expecting an angel in armor to fall from the sky. Of course, everybody seemed to wear armor nowadays, and falling from the ground would be just plain weird. But they still didn't expect it.
Kyanosa was still reading his blank book, just in case a new list of current close friends and homicidal...friends had popped up in the four seconds since he had last looked at it. In a corner of his mind, he heard a bunch of yelling and crashing and weeping and gnashing of teeth, but that was about a movie he saw a few days before coming to Zolott and had nothing to do with the transpiring events. So he was even less expecting to look up and see that their group had grown exponentially, or at least by one. And he didn't at all plan on seeing somebody better looking than he was.
Nobody moved for a solid minute. Okay, so it was closer to half a second, at which point general inquisitive looks ensued. A person or two grabbed their chest and fell over, suffering from massive heart attacks, but not really. Kaia continued looking around the group, taking note to look at people more closely before flying into them. She was okay with humans, even the funnier-looking ones. She could deal with the half-human, half-animal characters accompanying them. What bothered her were the big-nosed creatures, especially the ones made of metal, and more so for the one that seemed to be missing internal organs, opting to shove a fan through his stomach. That is, if one could assign it a gender at all.
Kyanosa was naturally the next to speak, partially because he was incapable of such feelings as embarrassment and thus wasn't afraid to say the wrong thing, partially because he felt a sudden urge to know this new person a lot better, and partially because I'm the one writing the chapter. Nyah. "Hi, I'm Kyanosa Canopus today." He stepped forward and held out his hand. "I'm eighteen and a Libra, enjoy falling from high objects and setting myself on fire, and know what's going on better than a person to whom I will now randomly point." He pointed over his shoulder at Magikia. She started toward him muttering something about a clock that needed cleaning, but Nubi held her back. "And you are?"
Kaia looked at him, trying to figure out how he was holding out a hand to her, pointing at somebody, and holding a book at the same time, but it turned out that a plot hole had opened up and sucked the book into it, putting it back in his pant leg. "Um...Kaia?"
"Halfway there. Ky-ah-no-sah"
"No, my name is Kaia. Kay-ay-eye-ay, Kaia."
"That could get confusing. Can pronounce yours differently, like Kay-ah?"
Kaye looked up. "Actually, that's pretty close to my name."
Kyanosa looked back. "Oh, right, you have a name. Sorry."
Mazzic threw up his arms. "I don't believe we have a Kaia, a Kaye, and a Kyanosa. Anybody else wanna make this hard?"
Kyanosa turned back to Magikia, at whom he was still pointing. "She's Magikia. Let's call her Kia, just to be funny." He grinned.
She growled and rolled up her sleeves. "I bet you squish well."
For a good while, all sorts of voices melded together, completely unable to be separated by the casual listener. To a person who was unfamiliar with the majority of these characters, the conversation was something along these lines:
"So, Kaia, from where did you come?"
"I told you already."
"Not you, Kaia."
"I am Kaia!"
"Oh, right. Sorry."
"Please excuse Kyanosa. He's a moron."
"I am not!"
"Not you, Kyanosa!"
"I take offense at that."
"I'm not even talking to you!"
"That's what I mean."
"Come on, just let me singe one arm off."
"But I like my arms."
"I meant Kyanosa!"
"I heard my name."
"No, you didn't!"
"I am Spartacus."
"Shut up!"
"Where'd Kaye go?"
"I'm right in front of you."
"You're not Kaye."
"Shouldn't we be going somewhere?"
"No, this is funny."
"Oh, wait, you are Kaye."
"I'M MAZZIC!"
"I was close. Right, Kia?"
"In about five seconds, you'll find your tongue in your pocket."
"Who, Kyanosa?"
"Yes, me."
"You're not Kyanosa."
"I know, but it sounded funny."
"Can I get out of this stance now? My arms really hurt."
"I want wings."
"You have a broom."
"No, that's him."
"Oh, right. What do you have?"
"Metal pants."
"I'm not talking to you!"
"Yes you were."
"Hey, you don't have metal pants."
"I want them. Does that count?"
"No, I mean they really hurt."
"Hey, wait, I don't have any pockets."
"I wasn't talking to you!"
"Well, now you are. Gotcha!"
"I'll kill you too!"
"The band?"
"What band?"
"The band on stage."
"There's no stage! Shut up!"
"You try holding these up for ten minutes."
"Wait, what are we talking about again?"
At that point, everybody shut up. All at once, which was really cool. Kaia finally dropped her arms, Pyrina dropped a very tired Magikia, and Kyanosa dropped a rock he had picked up for no apparent reason. Everybody looked at each other for a good while, at least three days. Or ten seconds, whatever. Nothing else happened. Except for that motorcycle crashing and the boot turning people into writhing, fiery heaps, but that has nothing to do with this. The person in black, who was actually not the Hunter as thought by some writers, kept watching from their vantage point in the trees. Eventually, Kyanosa sidled up next to Kaia and looked at her.
"So, what's your last name?"