Post by Lilite Delisair on Apr 25, 2013 19:46:11 GMT -5
Lilite woke up in the small room on the edges of Paris he had rented for the night, He had had to hide his weapons to keep from having the authorities called on him, he wasn't sure how long he would be able to stay in Paris this time, but he loved the city.
He sat up and stretched out, He got up and went into the washroom where he scrubbed himself down and combed the knots out of his silver hair, he put his hair in a pony tail and got dressed, his usual outfit, it was very out of place, but so was everything about him so people tended to just assume he was bizarre and leave it at that.
He picked up his bag and walked out the door smiling at the clerk as he walked out the door.
He started walking down the street further into Paris looking into shop windows, He decided to let down his hair and took it out of the pony tail letting the light wind lift it up as he walked down the street.
After awhile he decided to step into a few shadows and play with a bit of fire, he wasn't really bored, but he needed to do something interesting so he stepped into an ally and pulled out a lighter igniting it and shooting fire at the trash, stepping back out he continued walking down the street having left the fire burning, he stopped and turned a little down the street and crossed it, watching the fire burn and get bigger waiting on the human fire brigade to arrive to put it out, he enjoyed watching them scramble to put out fires.
Post by Queren Arden on Apr 25, 2013 21:33:37 GMT -5
Paris certainly was a wonder. Queren adored visiting the place, and she certainly saw why it was called the City of Lights. Every night she would wander around outside, watching the dazzling reflections of hundreds of lights bouncing off the water of fountains, her own turquoise hair, and even la Seine. The lights managed to even make that horribly filthy river look gorgeous. She hummed to herself as she strolled along the streets of her favorite city, and eventually whispered the lyrics of the song. “Quand nous chanterons le temps des cerises. Et gai rossignol, et merle moqueur. Seront tous en fête…” The French tune continued on as she strolled, fitting the scene quite appropriately.
The Pi Fae stuck her hands into the pocket of her dress pants, her turquoise hair hanging in a braid which thumped lightly against each side of her back with every step she took. She continued to look around, despite having seen this city dozens of times- She was a French native, so of course came to the nearby place whenever she could. Usually she was one who preferred the woods of an old forest, but something about Paris was… special.
Suddenly, an odor caught her nose. The scent of fire. Stopping in surprise, she reacted on an impulse and sprinted towards the direction. Most people would pull out their phone to dial 911 and then wait, but she had to provide some help. What if someone was in danger?
By the time she arrived the fire was spreading, and she could not yet hear the sirens. Taking a deep breath, she took a quick glance around the alleyway she ended up in to see if anyone was watching, before stretching out her hands. Like a tamed lion, the fire backed down. It dwindle drastically, shrinking against the laws of nature, Queren’s mind was manipulating it into submission, before only a small flame was left and the building saved. The small leftover of the flame flew towards her, gathering in her palm, which she squished, putting out the blaze. She hoped no one was harmed, but had- Thank Cag’uuror- arrived in time to save it from spreading. How in the world had it even started in such an abandoned alley?
Post by Lilite Delisair on Apr 25, 2013 21:56:11 GMT -5
He watched as the fire shrunk to a small flame leaping into her hand, He stood in absolute shock for a minute staring straight at her, He looked around real quick, everyone seemed to be too enthralled in their own lives, He ran down the street towards the girl in the alley, when he got near her he stared at her just staring... He talks to her in a hushed voice so as not to attract too much attention other than his flowing silver hair and odd apparel would.
"Who are you? How can you do that?, How did you... Are you... No... You can't be... Are you...?
He stood there looking shocked as he looks her up and down, she was beautiful but impossible he thought, how could she do that... was she like him... could she be...
Post by Queren Arden on Apr 27, 2013 16:43:13 GMT -5
Her duty done, the building saved, she was about to leave, not wanting to be near the scene when the humans did arrive. Maybe she should check to see if anyone was inside, and if they are alright. Suddenly though, a male, his hair a stark silver, ran towards her. Queren face blanched, Oh dear, did someone see me? His hushed words confirmed her suspicions. This male with his odd clothing had seen her tame the fire. He asked many half-finished questions, before suddenly grabbing her and pulling her deeper into the alleyway. “Hey!” She protested at his rudeness, forcibly wrenching her arm from his tight grasp. If he tried that again, Queren had nails that could cut through metal, and his face wouldn’t be quite as nice-looking.
“I don’t know what you think you saw, but I advise you forget about it. No one would believe you anyways.” She said angrily, a dangerous undertone behind her words. Her French accent made her ‘th’s sound more like ‘s’s, but it wasn’t too heavy. Queren did spend time in countries like the United-States, and with enough travelling her accent faded enough that it was understandable to foreigners. Her strangely colored eyes flashed dangerously, the hints to the power her small body possessed.
Post by Lilite Delisair on Apr 27, 2013 17:37:02 GMT -5
He tilts his head to the side and reaches out lightly grabbing her chin turning her face side to side with an odd look on his face, He then gave all of her exposed skin a once over.
Regaining his composure and actually managing to put out completely sentences instead of stammering over multiple things at once he looked at her dead in the face his lavender eyes seeming to absorb the light around them.
"My parents... They told me there were others like us... But I'd never found any... Not alive anyway... How have you managed to hide from the hunters in the city... How have they not found you yet?
He looks back out of the alley and back to her motioning for them to get moving his eyes taking on a look of slight desperation and fear.
"Its not safe here... When the humans get here they will wonder whats going on we need to leave...
Inate Abilities: Beast Call Purchased Abilities: Fire: Level One Haunting Vision: Level One Invisibility: Level One Mesmerize: Level One
