Time stamp:Tria (Summer), 81379 Character:Ravlar Time: Afternoon, on a warm sunny day. Ravlar idly lazed around in the busy Market, His apartment wasnÂ’t far from here. Yet leaning against a lamp post power by some dopey magic, twiddling a knife around before cleaning his nails with it. They were more like claws but it didnÂ’t matter. He was bored and needed work, he had been unemployed for too long. Absentmindedly turning and sticking a advert for his work on the post. It has his number and address on it, it as kind of risky posting that kind of info around her but he didnÂ’t care. He was more than capable of handling him self. Walking past some stalls in the shady market.
Chzyuak, is flying quietly along, when she notices someone who stands out. She isn't sure why he stands out to her but, he does. She fly's a little closer to the ground attempting to get a better look at him, without being noticed.
He walked allot aimlessly. Looking at some of the strange merchandise of the stalls, one had some lighters. Picking one up when the owner wasnÂ’t looking he sneaked in to a pouch. He liked to smoke some swamp weed occasionally. Walking away swiftly and examining his new lighter. It was gold with some strange emblem on it. He thought he saw something move a bit funny for a moment. But looking into the crowd all he could see where thieves and other shady characters selling their stolen junk. Walking back to a bench and getting a slice of meat out of his pouch. he relaxed down cutting of pieces with his knife, eating them slowly.
She lands as softly as she can, not far from where he sat down. She watches him, for a moment. For some reason, she doesn't want to stop watching him. She moves a little closer, he had something shiny but, she can't tell what it is. She settles, into the spot she found, and in a quiet voice says,"Hi."
He grinned to him self when he heard the timid little voice, it sounded like so little school girls voice. He pulled him self up from laying on the bench and sat back up. Still keeping his knife out he continued to shave bits of meat off and eat them in his chunky jaws. Smiling at the little creature, he hadnÂ’t seen a feydragon in ages. "Hey" he said in his raspy damaged voice. He showed his teeth as he smiled, he was surprised that she was talking to him. most people left him alone.
She stretches, and adjusts her wings slightly, so the sun hits them. She says,"I am Chzyuak, may I ask who you are?" She watches him, trying to figure out where the shiny object, he had went. She thinks to herself dang, me and wanting to know the shiny thing is, I probably shouldn't even be here. Oh well....
Smiled to himself, she seemed curious about something. The way she had come up to him was like she was after something. Thinking to himself, what could she want. he was fairly sure it wasnÂ’t the meat. The knife, she didnÂ’t seem like the type. Thinking for a moment, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the gold lighter. Holding it up and playing with it slightly, flicking it open and watching the flame jump about while he spoke. "IÂ’m Ravlar," He didnÂ’t feel like saying much, he was more examining her, she had a childÂ’s curiosity.
She smiles, when he pulls out the lighter. She moves a little closer, fascinated bye the flame. She says,"Ohh that is pretty." She watches the flame but, watches him at the same time.
He couldnÂ’t help but grin at the thing, she was like a moth to a flame. He felt kinda charitable right now so slowly extending his arm he offered her the lighter. "Do you want it Chz, its free" He felt a bit odd for a moment, like he was a stranger offering sweets to kinds. He was more surprised a kid was hanging around the black market. In a weird way he kinda felt responsible for her. "You know you shouldnÂ’t have come here, its not very safe." He said in the most parent filled tone he could muster.
She walks closer to him. "I know I shouldn't be here, something compelled me to come though." She stared at the lighter, he was offering, her eyes twinkling with fascination. She thinks about it for a moment, and looks at him with a curious look on her face. "Yes, I would like it but, don't you want it?" She thinks to herself, ok why is he being so nice, he doesn't look like the type who would be...oh well She takes a deep breath, and moves so that she is standing next to him, near the bench.
He grinned when she had said compelled, she was probably into magic and stuff. Fairy thing soften were, maybe thatÂ’s why they were so small. Magic wasnÂ’t good for people, thatÂ’s what his mother had said. Yet he thought for a moment why he was offering her it, he didnÂ’t really know. Just seemed like a good idea, maybe she had done some kind of magic on him. He frowned slightly, if she had he didnÂ’t think she would ask. "Erm well I donÂ’t need it really and it didnÂ’t cost me anything so yeah have it." he said with a slight puzzled expression.
She thinks for a moment, and smiles. Her eyes are twinkling as she reaches for the lighter. She says,"Why thank you." As her hand touches the lighter, it changes to a black color from the gold that it was.
He smiled as politely as he could when she reach for the lighter and went to grab it. He was in the middle of saying your welcome when their lighter turned jet black. He let go jumping backwards, he face was almost fearful, he was somewhat scared about what would happen if she touched him. His hand fell to the pistol he carried, not pulling it out but resting on it heavily. In one motion he could slid it off and fire a round, he might not hit but if he did he would kill her. "What in Framonia was that" He said, his voice full of accusation. He had always been slightly distrustful of magic and he didnÂ’t know how to deal with it.
She pulled back slightly, with a frown on her face. She says,"Dang it i'm sorry. That wasn't supposed to happen till after you let go of the lighter." She sits on the ground, and lets out a sigh. She rests her head against the bench, trying to calm herself down. "I am very sorry, sometimes that ability comes out a little stronger than I am ready for. Are you ok?"
He looked at the lighter at the floor and then at her. He didnÂ’t have a clue what was going or why, he didnÂ’t even know what power she was on about. His hand still on the pistol grip yet his face relaxed some what. He walked back near to the bench again gave the lighter a little kick into her direction. "Oh its ok, I think i was just a bit in shock, IÂ’m not really comfortable around magic." he said nervously yet a bit embarrassed. He didnÂ’t like to admit that he was afraid of magic. It sounded so weak that he was afraid of the girl, and practically any one else who could do magic. he shuffled his feet nervously.
She looks at him, and reaches down and picks up the lighter. "I will try to be more careful, when I am around you." She thinks to herself, I will have to be careful. He doesn't seem to like magic to be used around him. She looks around.
He looked at the now blackened light, as she picked it up. He felt a strange curiosity towards the half pint creature. "What magic was that anyway" he asked suspiciously. He couldnÂ’t figure out why someone would want magic just to turn things black. He knew their must be more to it. He walked over and sat down on the bench, he let his eyes fall on something else random, he didnÂ’t want to stare at her. She was only a kid and he had a habit of being over suspicious.
She looks at him, with a slight look of suprise. With a small smile, she says,"Why it is Pyrokinesis. I used it to change the color, so that I would recognize it again if, for some reason I lost or misplaced it." She watches him curiously, from the corner of her eye. She says,"It is the ability to control and use fire." She keeps her eyes, focused on the ground, listening to sounds around them.
He smiled at her, he didnÂ’t have a clue how it worked. He wasnÂ’t sure why she burnt the lighter black anyway. It was kind of strange. he smiled though he was thinking odd thoughts. He blinked at her then his body morphed into an exact copy of her, his shape shifting changed his bones, skin and weight. He was a perfect copy of her. He grinned at her. "Sounds interesting, doesnÂ’t make much sense to be, I like things that make sense." he said in a perfect copy of her voice. He understood power but magic was odd. He was curious to see what she thought of his power. He flapped his copy wings curiously.
She watches him, and claps her hands, as her eyes sparkle. She says,"Oh I haven't seen that trick in ages!" She looks at the ground, and notices a rock. She concentrates for a moment, and the rock lifts up and drops back to the ground.
