How depressing.....

[danaefelise]

[Open]

[W; cause' she's pissed, somewhat sad and not caring]

Peace and quiet. That's what Danae liked most of the time. Well she could only get that when she was out here in the woods. The streets and buildings were filled and busy with people. Danae hoped that they were Tainted and not Untainted. Her feelings for the Untainted were mixed. For the Tainted they weren't mixed at all. She had a good, positive feeling for them. Let's just hope that was right. How did the woods help her with all this confusion, or at least that what she thinks of it? Well for some uknown reason it did. But she didn't care what the reason was. At least there was a place that was calm and really in touch with nature.

It was nightime and that's when Danae liked it. Mostly she'd go out late at night, since it seemed that everyone was in their homes or at least in a building being warm. Usually when she was out at night, she'd go to the woods. Of course she had no problem being alone, as long as she could find her way back. Though, she would absolutely love company once in a while. Even one person. But she'd loved the person to be Tainted. She really didn't get along with the Untainted. The reason why was really vague, but she didn't give a damn about the Untainted. Sometimes she'd want revenge and she really liked revenge. It was like a power that you couldn't really control it yet you can at the same time. To her it was complicated.

The water gushed and created an echoing sound that would last the whole night, even through the morning. Of course she was all bundled up, scarf, mittens, beanie, and a thick jacket. She'd been walking for a while now. The twigs snapped and the leaves buried in the dirt. Danae stopped in her tracks and turned around. She could still see the lights and some of the buildings' outlines, though they were vague. Alas, she kept walking away from the city or town. Her breath was heavy and slow and she could see it. Finally she reached the river and sat on a big rock. Of course it was cold. Then she removed her mittens and placed her hands in the water. Her hands were cut up and bleeding in several places.

The burn really woke up Danae. Before she was in a sleepy-like state. Now, it seemed that someone had either shocked, slapped her or threw water in her face. Or that she had a cup of espresso. If someone would have slapped Danae, she'd be mad. Well it really depends on who the person is. After five minutes, she removed her hands from the water and dried them off. The blood was gone, but the cuts were red and deep. She heard the wolves' howls. They were high, deep and long. Now her eyes were at the full moon. Pale and shining bright, aside from the sun.

"Stupid assholes." she muttered. "They'll regret this shit." Now she was angry and wanted revenge to the people that did this cut to her. They were Untainted. "I guess those dumbass people found out I'm Tainted...fuck them." in a low toned voice. Her eyes filled with fury. She wanted to turn into a panther right now, but it was nightime and she didn't know where the Untainted were. She decided to lay down on the ground and she laid her head against the rock. Her hand reverted back to bleeding again, but she ignored it. She rested and was now relaxed.

[izar]

Izar was vaguely aware of the cold air on his face and arms but he ignored it. He opened his eyes silently to the night air. He might have looked odd on a normal basis, dozing in a tree, but even more so had anyone seen him with his wings falling over the branches. He sighed and decided he didn't feel like spending the night cold. He had a t-shirt with sleeves that bared his upper arms and was connected to the shirt by buckles. He swung his legs over the branch and leapt down landing quietly on his combat boot encased feet. He wandered and his wings disappeared into his back as he did so. He walked slowly and carefully, he was very clumsy and could barely walk two feet without falling.

He was tired and had been practicing most of the day out here in the forest. He already had numerous scrapes and bruises. He had spared with a tree. He made the wind move the branches to strike at him. He had sliced a branch only to realize that it would fall on him. That had taken some time to get off of him. After that he had decided to rest a while and had started to doze in the tree. He picked up his bow that rested at the base of the tree. He fingered the wood with endearment and stuck it in his quiver then closed it before looping it over his shoulders.

He fingered Need absently and yawned he was in need of sleep. He walked half asleep toward the general direction of the town. His ears picked up something whispering nearby, though he couldn't hear what the person was saying exactly he knew it sounded angry. He felt a kind of pulling at his soul and went nearer to the sound. He didn't even see anyone there at first. The first thing his eyes fell on was the stream. He nearly fled that moment but the strange pull kept him rooted to the spot. He walked slowly forward and his eyes never left the water, bad idea. His foot hit a root and he fell forward and in trying to catch himself his hand neared the water. His wings burst out in a explosion of feathers and he pressed a current of air between him and the water and with agile grace in the air twisted himself over to the bank on the other side.

He fell back and clutched his chest his eyes wide and terrified. He felt the scars at the back of his head where his mothers sharp nails had cut into his scalp. His throat began to close up and he had to take several deep breaths. when he finally got himself under control he was able to see the girl lying next to the stream. He got shakily to his feet and flew over the stream and landed near here. He caught sight of her hands, "Your hands!' He said and forced his mind away from the water. The cold deadly monster that was water. He dug in the small bag of medicines he carried around at all times for he was one of the worst people and got hurt at every possible moment.

[danaefelise]

The sudden voice that just came out of nowhere surprised and woke Danae. She jumped a little, but that was enough for whole right arm to be in the river. Coldness and the rushing of the water didn't help Danae at all. Her right hand bled again. The coldness felt like a thousand or more needles had just stabbed her hand. And it wasn't a little poke. The rushing made and felt the needles were hitting her hand very fast. Her bleeding cause a small portion of the river to turn red. The blood didn't really mix well with the water, but it flowed downstream with it. As they say, blood is thicker than water and blood and water don't mix. Well Danae wasn't sure about the second statement that the people had said. Well this wasn't the first time Danae had seen so much blood. She'd seen it so many times that it was like a routine that happened everyday, but this time before right now, Danae remembered and it was burned or stuck in her memory.

A deep, burning wound. It was at her birthplace, or at the forest with a cave per se. That was where Danae got her adventures, but she also got her troubles and per se, cuts or pains. However, she forgot how she got that wound. But that day, she'll never forget that wound. It was down at her left ankle. It completely went 360 degrees, all around. It was probably half-inch or more. Well it was an inch tops. Limped all the way home, or not exactly. In the woods, she left a trail of blood behind her. Then she left a big pool. Though she somewhat laughed and kinda enjoyed it. But that was Danae. She actally stayed in the cave for an hour or so, then decided to find some way for the blood to at least stop bleeding. So the situation with the wound was the same as her right hand right now.

Her left hand just sat there, but it didn't hurt as much. There wasn't as much red spots as there were before. It took a while for her mind to come back to reality or her body. She was there physically but not mentally. Her mind was in her pool of memories. Now she was awake and alert. It took a while before she noticed her right hand and that she removed it from the cold, rushing water. It was asleep or numb, whichever one and she couldn't feel it. It felt rubbery and big, that it grew. As usual, she dried it off. Then she gain control or that her right hand was awake now. She breathed deeply and blinked real hard.

Temper. She was angry now. Who would in their right mind would wake Danae up at the night, under the moon, when she had a good sleep? Well her friends knew that and they didn't do that, since they knew the consequences. They were extra careful with her temper. They wouldn't wanna catch her on her bad side. It was really nasty. Danae knew, since she released her fury on her friend. Of course Danae felt bad, but her friend knew the consquences of what would happen. With her temper and being angry, Danae was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. When it exploded, they didn't know who would be affected or trouble or that what the affectness or trouble was.

Finally, she looked up to see who it was. It was a guy and she had no freaking clue who it was and she'd never met or seen him before in her life. She looked at his appearance and it wasn't too shabby, in fact it seemed her style, just a few differences and twists. Now she noticed a few things that he had. But she didn't care what it was and the details....for now. She clenched her teeth, which she doesn't do often. "Never ever wake me up or yell when I'm sleeping!" she yelled in a strong voice. "Now...at least we got that out of the way." now in a soft and relaxed voice, "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked. "I probably shouldn't ask that, or in that way." as she rolled her eyes and chuckled. Some of her questions were sometimes rough and assertive. Sometimes she'd feel like that she needs to back off and give the person some air.

[izar]

OOC: Sorry it's so short!

He looked the girl over and his silver eyes showed pity, she looked like she could careless about her bleeding hands and just washed them in the demonic water. He brushed his white hair out of his eyes and he was shaking like a leaf in the wind. He felt his wings braced for flight as he crouched ready to leap into the air without a thought. He felt the wind rushing through the trees and swirling around him. It blew his hair and clothes around soon he had gained enough courage to let the air return to it's normal state. He did feel a sylph rest on his shoulder as if to keep him company. He knew this particular sylph well and she was a very serious and level headed creature not like the prank playing elementals of other kinds.

He heard her voice like a slight breeze in his ear about the undines who didn't like their water to be bloodied. Izar was too busy digging in his bag to notice that the girl was angry. He found a small bottle of alheal and a small roll of bandages. He heard her yell and his temper flared quickly, "Maybe I wouldn't have yelled if you weren't near that thing!" He shot back. However his temper was always short lived and he immediately apologized, "Sorry, I haven't slept much lately." He sighed at he next question, "The hell that I'm doing here is trying to keep you from getting that infected, who knows what's in that... thing." He hissed the last word his eyes falling on the water and a shiver traveling down his spine. "Besides, I'm sure everything that lives in there doesn't like the blood around."

He shrugged and put the alheal on the ground as he knelt near the girl. He offered his hand, "Give me your hands, then I shall leave you alone." He promised. He smiled his lip ring clicking slightly against his teeth. He wondered what had happened and his mind flew back to his mother. He shook slightly staring at the girl with unblinking unseeing eyes. He wasn't really seeing his mind was off somewhere else. He could still feel the scars on his arms and back. Also the scars on his wrist where she had tried to kill him once before, and the scars at the back of his head when she almost succeeded in killing him. But that wasn't the problem at hand. He turned his attention back to the girl his hands still held out expectantly.

[danaefelise]

OOC: It's okay.

Her temper and anger had now waned away. She barely titlted her head to the right. She examined him closely. What he wore, what he had, and mostly his personality. Well part of it. Of course he yelled at her and got mad at her. Sometimes that was a big no no or turn off for Danae. Though one thing did confused her of what he said. Near what? she thought. Those two words puzzled her. What was it that she was close to that scared the hell out of him. "What am I close to that scares you?" she asked. Thought that question she asked made her feel all weird and not in the right form or order. The way she asked it. "Yes I can tell," as she nodded in agreement with him. "Why haven't you slept much lately?" asked Danae. It was question after question. Occasionally, Danae would be like a sergeant or a marine soldier: The person who would yell and ask tons of questions or that one that is being yelled at and asked tons of questions.


A smile came upon her face. "Well Thank You," in a sincere heart felt way. "Sometimes people would just ignore others when they're in trouble or hurt." she went on, as she started to get up, "Mostly it's Untainted." Untainted. Danae didn't like using the word, since it reminds her of labels. There were good and bad, but mostly bad. It's really rare if you find a good Untainted person. It seemed a miracle. But people judge so quickly by their first actions. It's really sad and fucked up for people to do that, but life is really unfair. But you have to suck it up and grab life by the reins. Though their lives might end or it could lead down a dark path.

"What's your name?" Danae asked, "Mine is Danae...Felise." She was now standing tall and proud. Well not really. She was in a slump or in a tired look. The question name or that's how Danae thinks of it, would almost be in every conversation, or when people meet new people. Or it would be when a friend introduces another friend. Whenever Danae met a new person, the question name would be the first one she asked, except now. But it didn't matter which order she asked it, as long as she gets her answers and she asks the right questions. Though sometimes she would push the wrong button and be in trouble as shit. Though it was like a puzzle waiting for be finished or started.

"Here then," she held out her hands, "Have at it." with a smirk on her face. Truth be told, Danae had never know how to fix a wound, well a wound this big before. Always, it would just be a small cut or a splinter. It was the littlest details that was easy for her. Mostly she wasn't a doctor...at all. It seemed Danae was more like an intern or minor assistant. She wasn't ready for the big dogs or the real career. Her mind was back in with her memories now. This time the memory was about her mother and sister. Completely had Danae forgot that her mother was a doctor and her sis was a nurse. Doctor and nurse were different. Though they were related. That Danae was the helper of both her mom and sis.

Her mind then returned and it seemed that she dozed off. "And what is that thing?" she demanded. Sadness and disappointment then entered Danae. "Make sure you do it right." not that she was mean or rude. It was just what good it is for something to heal or be fixed if you can't do it right? "Wait don't leave me alone after!" she exclaimed. Now she didn't want to be alone. She wanted to know the guy. Plus, now she wondered what is out there in the woods. Except she had the ability of Animporphism. Though she couldn't turn into tons of animals. In fact, she would only turn into two: a butterfly and a panther. She was working on her third animal which was a wolf. Mostly Danae liked four-legged animals and animals that could fly. But she was open for all kinds of animals. It coudln't hurt, well not really. But the hell with pain.

[izar]

Izar blinked and froze completely when she asked what had scared him. He shook his head, he had never told anyone about his fear of water before. "It doesn't matter," he said after a long pause. He raised an eyebrow, "What is this, an interrogation?" He smiled jokingly then answered, "I have a lot on my mind. I just don't sleep well, insomnia." He explained simply. He looked over to her and nodded, "I agree, many people would have walked the other way." He snorted and stood with her and shrugged, "We are all untainted." He said without blinking, "It is unfair to call us tainted when we just happen to be different, that doesn't make us tainted." He said that was his philosophy.

"Izar Draquia," he smiled looking up at her, "It is nice to meet you Danae Felise." He bowed slightly, he still had many Japanese manners with him no matter how long he had been away from the place. "How did this happen?" He asked wincing at the extent of her injured hands. He hoped it hadn't been more untainted, it could be very dangerous for an untainted to know about your power, you could be captured and experimented on, like so many people he knew or murdered for no other reason than being alive. He shook his head and closed his eyes for a moment.

He took her hand and smiled, "This is going to sting at first but only a few seconds." He warned. He pulled the cork out of the bottle of alheal and put some on his hands. He carefully held her hand and rubbed the alheal gently around the wound in a circular motion. His brow creased with concentration as he applied the alheal to her cuts. He knew that alheal would work miracles. There were several scars he avoided by using alheal and several burns and other random wounds could be cured by alheal. It could even by cooked into food and mixed into drinks to cure sickness and poison.

He suppressed a sigh of annoyance as she demanded what it was again, "What thing?” He asked calmly and quietly. "This is alheal," he said changing the subject. He put the cap back in the bottle and handed it to her. “You should keep some of this around, it is very useful.” He smiled and raised an eyebrow, “I’ll do it right. How do you think I keep myself in one piece?” He grinned. He blinked surprised by her plea. He sighed and grabbed at the bandages, “I won’t.” He promised. Be wrapped her hand tightly but not to tight that it would cause more harm. He cut it with his teeth then with a glance at the sylph it left him and he levitated the tape to his hand. He had to catch it out of the air he wasn’t too good at levitation yet. He secured the bandage and smiled looking up. “There, it should heal nicely now.”

[danaefelise]

"Whatever." as she shrugged and rolled her eyes. "The hell with it." Danae bit her bottom lip, as it showed one of her sharp teeth or that's what she would call it. They were like vampire teeth, but she only had those sharp teeth on the bottom part, not the top part. "Of course." she nodded and paused for a minute. Then she laughed, "Hell no. I'm just joking!" But the interrogation thing always happened to her. People getting pressured by the cops or FBI. Why she loved it, plus that's where she gets a bit of her seriousness when she asks questions from. Besides where would she get that seriousness and also the questions? What other groups or things is there to find that is related or does that sort of things?

"What do you mean untainted?" in a moody way. There goes her questions again, but fuck it. "Of course we're humans, but it's like books." she was a little puzzled. "There's all different kinds. They tell different stories or in this case opinions. They have different ways of expressing them." she went on. She cracked her neck and growled a little. She loved to growl, whether she was in her animal form or not. That was a habit and her favorite one. "Have you ever met a person without you know what," she struggled to find the right words, "that would give mercy to a person with abilities?" she whispered at the last part. Apparently she had no reason why. Danae didn't have a reason why for most of what she does or says. Frankly, it didn't matter to her. Well just a little.

She noticed him bow down and decided to the same thing. For her its better to whatever the other person does for their customs. She would never insult a person's custom. It'd be like insulting their race or their heritage. "Izar," she repeated the name a few times in a interested and curious tone, "Fascinating." Her whole face and expression had changed when Izar had asked how did the cuts happen. Her eyes burned with rage and anger, she growled and this time it was loud and long. She looked up at the moon and sighed. "It was those untainted or how you say it, the people who hate us." Danae replied.

"It was in the afternoon, well almost close to sundown." she started. "I was at a cafe just relaxing, until I dropped a glass bottle." as her breathing got sharp and was short, "Some of the people who work there, knew I was well you know what." she looked at him with a seriousness and desperation on her face, "The owner wasn't there and they asked me to clean it up. And so I did. I used one hand and one of those stupid workers stepped on my left hand, the one I was using. The hand pressed against the glass and that was for my left hand. I knew they didn't have abilities, because if they did they wouldn't have stepped on my hand would they?" she went on, her story was half finished.

"As for my right hand. Of course I left the cafe' and it was the same afternoon. Later on, I just went around the town. Then out of the blue, some stupid people just attacked me with rusted pipes, that was from what I saw. Of course I fought back, but I didn't use my ability. I used my right hand and personally grabbed the rusted pipes from them and threw it wherever I could throw them to. They then fled and I slipped as I walked home. I held onto something that was sharp, a broken piece of metal. I didn't know what it was and that was the first thing I saw. But I was alright and walked away from the city and ended up staying here." Finally she had finished explaining her reason. "I know the reason may seem odd to but that really was the truth."

"Stupid ass people, but that's what expected of them. Hating on most of us when they don't even know that half of it." she exclaimed. Danae's hands were now wrapped and somewhat ready for the healing. "Thank You." she smiled and really meant that. Now she noticed the bottle that Izar had and she grabbed slowly and carefully. "Again thanks." as she placed the bottle in her lap. It felt secure now and safe.

[izar]

He smiled and put a hand over his mouth to stifle a laugh. He regained control and smiled, "I supposed one must have a hobby." He grinned his eyes smiling with him. He noted that she had somewhat sharp teeth and wondered what power she must have. He didn't know what all the powers were by far, the ones that he knew the most of were the other three elements. And the ability to control light and darkness he also knew of but as for the others he was pretty much guessing. "What is your power?" He asked cocking his head to one side curiously.

He smiled and shrugged, "I suppose I should explain. But, yes, in a way like books. All different." He looked up at the moon through the trees, his eyes matching the shimmer of the star that he was named for. "My mentor told me that long ago there used to be demons among us. Anyone who fell among them or served them was refereed to as tainted." He smiled, "I don't know anyone who deserves the title given to a demon's minion." He waved his hand, "I have yet to meet any 'tainted' who deserve the title." He said. Izar shrugged and thought for a moment, "My parents. Not so much mercy though as it is out of responsibility."

Izar smiled at his name and that she bowed to him to. He knew it w as silly but he was very attached to it. It was said that Izar was an ancient hero so great that he became a star. He had chosen it himself, he hadn't had a name until he was seven. He heard it from a story teller on the streets and decided that was what he would be called. From then on he was Izar. He frowned, "I do not doubt it. People are cruel." He sighed, he really wished that people just let each other be instead of hurting each other.

Izar tried not to grid his teeth as she told him what happened. Izar sighed and closed his eyes, "You should keep an eye out for danger at all times. Especially if you are 'tainted' you never know what might happen." He opened his eyes, "Not that I blame you for what happened," he added quickly before he could be misunderstood. He sighed, "That is horrible! They sought you out?" He was so disgusted that he had to touch Need and feel her calm steel to calm himself down. His brow creased with worry. "Ass holes." Was all he could say without his voice shaking.

"Did you see who it was?" He asked his eyes clouded with anger. He laughed bitterly, "They probably wanted to provoke you to give them an excuse to hurt you further, it was wise not to use you powers." He nodded to himself. He smiled evilly and looked at her through the corner of his eye, "I probably wouldn't have been so intelligent." He smiled reassuringly. "I fear that something must be done about this, though." He sighed and leaned up against a tree and let his head fall back against it. He sat there for a moment before he opened his eyes again and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.

He nodded, "They probably don't realize that most of us are shunned by our families and have to keep it a secret if we do still keep in touch with. One of my good friends hasn't even told his parents yet and he is 27." He chuckled lightly trying to ease the tension in the air. "Any time," he smiled and shrugged it off. "It's very useful and if you run out just come find me and I'll get you some more." He grinned hitting the tree absently with his fist.

[danaefelise]

The wolves howled and the birds screeched. They sounded distant. A smile came across Danae's face, "Well my power is Animorphism." Danae was proud of it. It seemed that her each relatives of her family, cousins, aunts, uncles, had a different power. Of course there were a couple relatives that were untainte. A few of them were shunned and removed, while others weren't. It was mostly because of their opinions of Tainted. Really disheartening. Losing a relative either because their opinions or that they don't have a certain quality or trait in them, maybe both. The Tainted's personalities and opinions in her family have always been the same: neutral or hating the Untainted. Only rare in her family that they find a Tainted that wants to make peace with everyone. If there opinions were like that, of course, they would be shunned. Depressing

"And I'v hunted and almost killed an animal." Danae admitted. She really have never told anyone before, except her family. They knew the whole story. It was few moments before she knew what she had said. For her to just blurt it out right at this moment, this conversation, was really stupid. Why did she wait until now? Did she forget that she had done the hunting? Though the memory loss or forgotness, was common and consistent with Danae. It just depended the situation, time of day, and whether she is doing something or not. Most of the forgotness were really important.

"People on the other hand." as she leaned in towards Izar, "I've hated a few people that I really wanted to kill them, but." she shrugged, "I haven't. And if I had the chance.." as Danae wagged her right index finger, "I would never ever be an animal to kill them." Danae bit her nails and felt this cold thing go down her spine. She shivered, but she didn't give a damn. "I mean what go would it be for me to have a murder on my hands? They'd have a investigation. I wouldn't that. Not to that extent." a chuckle came out of her mouth. "Plus, what good would it be if my hands were covered in blood by a person I didn't even like and killed?" as Danae shook her head as a disagreement and disappointment.

"Sadly no." her eyes looked down at the ground. "They better not come back and provoke me or else!" Danae grabbed a handful of dirt and threw as far as she can. She heard a few drops of it go in the river. "If they do, then.." she laughed and cracked her knuckles, "but the hell with it." Danae sratched her nose and sneezed, "Yes they are ass holes, but most of them, except the ones I know that are Untainted, are bi..." she stopped and didn't finish the word, or the whole sentence. "Sorry." as she apologized, though she didn't know why she apologized. A few times Danae had stopped finishing a setence or word.

"Oh and what is your power?" Danae asked. She completely forgot, though that forgetness goes back ever since she was a young girl. She wondered what Izar's power was. Was it great or okay? Was it used frequently or rarely? Did he use it for good or evil? For Danae she swinged both ways. It seemed right for her to swing both ways. It's like ying and yang. A balance in life. She heard Izar said that his friend hasn't told his parents. "Are you serious?" in a curious way. "Wow. Amazing yet shocking." as she tried not to insult his friend. That'd be cruel. What would if Danae's friend's got insulted by another person? Just not right.

[izar]

Izar smiled, "That is amazing!" He beamed and his eyes gazed into the darkness for a moment as he heard animals in the forest. "This must be a very peaceful place for you." He said closing his eyes to listen. He listened carefully to the birds. He smiled he had an odd connections with birds since he was little. It was only now that he knew why. He wondered silently whether his mother was out of jail yet or not, he couldn't remember all he knew was that she was far away and had no power over him anymore. She used to like birds. He knew that much. That was one of the few good things he remembered about her. She would tell him about all different kinds of birds.

"Really?" Izar asked kind of startled. Not like he had never killed an animal before. He cocked his head to one side remembering an argument his foster father had had with his foster brother. His foster brother wanted to become a vegetarian and his foster father's argument had been, 'would you think it cruel if a lion killed another animal to eat? Humans are naturally predators.' Izar had always though that the man had been very wise. "Do you eat meat?" He asked randomly out of curiosity.

Izar nodded, "I agree, however you seem to have a cleaner record than I." He nodded closing his eyes again. He smiled, "I hate having blood on my hands." He closed his eyes and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He could see his face clearly in his mind. "I regret it deeply. But I have killed a man." He said is softly and his voice cracked when he said it. "I was lucky that they never found out who it was. He sighed and quickly whipped his tears away from his eyes angrily. He couldn't even say that he did it out of hatred. He loved the man, they had been best friends and he had helped him so much. But he had betrayed Izar's trust and sold him to the highest bidder. He had been in a rage and he regretted it with all of his heart. He was so full of confusion and uncertainty that he wasn't sure what he wanted or needed was anymore.

He looked up and nodded, "They will, expect it and be prepared." He smiled, "I'm sure that if they see you with say, a kitchen knife or something," he shrugged innocently, "They might be inclined to avoid you." He jumped nearly a foot in the air when she threw dirt and it splashed in the water. He clutched his heart and struggled to regain his composure. He thought about suggesting that they move but that might be to obvious. He took several deep breaths and pushed the memories back into his head. He chuckled half-heartedly and winked jokingly. "Bless you," Izar said automatically when she sneezed. He paused waiting for her to finish her sentence when she broke it off. He blinked wracking his brain trying to think of what she might have been trying to say. He shrugged it off and acknowledged her apology with a slight nod.

He smiled and let his wings out, "I have Aerokinesis. I can control air and stuff. These..." He pointed to his wings with a touch of endearment, "These are a side effect. Not that I'm complaining they are indeed very useful." He shrugged, "I'm so close to being able to move things but not quite... erm... accurately." He grinned sheepishly and scratched his head. He nodded, "I couldn't help telling my parents. I've told him they would be fine with it but he is afraid they will shun him." He sighed and nodded, "Maybe it's one of those things if you come from an almost all untainted family, especially if they have strong opinions against us."