The appearence of Leefe

[ronnocerman]

Leefe walked into the cold docks. "I wonder where I can eat" He was out of breath from running away from a band of theives of whom he had stolen from. He felt his pockets gladly, hearing the *chink* sound his money made with an expression of glee. He spotted a nearby crate, full of an unknown substance and fell on it with an exasperated sigh. He sat up and looked around the docks "What now..." He breathed.

[baha]

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[±Witchcraft±]

With a loud shot of displaced air, a man around the age of 40 appeared. He had long platinum blond hair down to the middle of his back and fair, elfish facial structure. His face had a pale silver like tone to it and dark green eyes behind think wire rimmed glasses. He wore dark blue robes with the school logo on them.

“Tisk tisk, you shouldn’t steal from people, even if they are thieves.” he said as he gave his hand a 360 turn and the coins appeared in his hand.

((Sorry this took so long))

[ronnocerman]

Leefe looked at him with a blank stare, "Why do you care?". He sat up on the crate, he was happy that this annoying acquaintance had not realized he stole a phoenix down shirt as well. "Who are you?" He stood, grimacing at the thought of having another person to run from. Leefe prepared his body to dart off in a split-second. He looked around to see if this person had any more accomplices.

[±Witchcraft±]

He absently threw the coins into the air were the disappeared, going back to the original owners before the gang of thieves took them. He lifted an eyebrow at the boy as his eyes seemed to stare into his mind.

“Don’t even think about running.” he said ((he is an empath so he can read emotions and has other basic mind powers)) “I am Prometheus Ryeger, a Master Teacher for Twilight Moon Academy.”

[ronnocerman]

As he started talking Leefe started off running, took two steps and ended up looking like an idiot, trying to stop himself. He turned back toward the man, grinning. "I think I like you Promethius." He was still a bit scared at this man but tried to not show it. "Twilight moon academy you say?" He glanced around casually, to find an escape plan. "I'd love to learn more about this academy over some lunch but sadly, you took my days salary," He sat back down on the barrel, waiting for a time to run.

[±Witchcraft±]

Prometheus sighed, knowing this wasn’t really going to be easy.

“You are awfully young to have to resort to stealing. You must have had some other reason to have come here, all students do. Most get a letter, but some....just come on their own. We don’t really know why, most chalk it up to the old magic within the school. So...do you got any...special power, one that most people don’t?” he said to the boy, trying to figure out if he was really supposed to be here.

[ronnocerman]

He stared at the man, unblinking. "I have always had an obsession with bows" he said, pulling his bow off his back. He walked away from the barrel, about 200 ft back "Watch this!" he shouted. His string pulled back, groaning under the stress of his fingers. TWANG went the bow and as quick as lightning the arrow was stuck into the barrel. TWANG TWANG, the bow sounded yet again. The second arrow cleanly split the first, feathers and all and shortly after that the barrel was reduced to splinters as the third arrow split the second. He walked slowly up to the man, fingers glowing. "That is one of the many oddities about me, being raised by myself and all"

[±Witchcraft±]

((-shakes head from all the strangeness))

Prometheus raised an eyebrow at the bows skill, it was very good. He bet that the weaponry teacher was going to love the kid.

“I guess you do belong here. If you will wait a moment I will summon a boat to get us across.” he said as he walked toward the shore.

Prometheus raised his hands and a small row boat like boat emerged from the sea. It would just fit two people comfortable. As it rose it spilled out all the water within it and Prometheus stepped in, wait for the boy.

[ronnocerman]

Leefe looked at the man strangely "The law enforcement has done some pretty weird things in the past to try and catch me,"he thought "Okay I'll go with you" he said. Suddenly he squirmed in pain, almost falling to his knees, gripping his arm. "It's nothing," he said, trying to cover up his pain, he didnt want to be looked at as a weakling. He took ten shakey steps toward the boat and got in.

[±Witchcraft±]

Prometheus lifted on of his blond eyebrows when he felt the kids pain. If he wouldn’t say anything Prometheus would let it go. If it got really bad he would take him to the Holy Teacher since he himself didn’t know any real healing arts.

When he saw that his student was in the boat he kicked off from the shore and it began to move toward the other side of the school. Prometheus sat, and keeping an eye on his student, suspected that he would ‘still’ try to run, even though they were on a boat.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

((I heard complaints about being unable to reply to this. Let us know your character, what are his thoughts, does he have anything he has problems with right now, anything that might pop up in his mind that he'd like to ask his teacher. When there's no dialogue it lets you open your character up and delve into thier mind and conciousness. Are there anythings that your character could be doing as the boat moves towards the school, any bored work, polishing a weapon, humming some lullaby a parent used to sing, plotting a revenge, ect. ^^ Just think about it! It's lots of fun!... unless of course your character doesn't think or do anything... then they'd just be vegitating, but I don't think anyone does that. Also use this opportunity to get into details about your character, describe the water, the air, humidity, let us not only read it, let us hear, see, smell, even taste it if neccessary!))

[[ BAHA: Exactly. If you're still lost, try sparking up your own conversation. A new student will be naturally curious at the school that lies ahead, so they're bound to ask questions about it... ]]

[ronnocerman]

(i had writers block, its fine)
Leefe looked around warily but suddenly the running from the thieves took a toll on him and he was too sleepy to keep alert. He looked at Rromethius wearily, "I wonder who this strange man is, I mean he didn't say anything about his past." He sat up, awoken by the breeze over the water. "Who are you?" he asked"I mean who were you, what happened in your past" He pulled his cloak over his shoulders, it had almost fallen off.

[±Witchcraft±]

Prometheus looked a bit uncomfortable for a moment, not used to a student pumping him for his past. Wiping the combination of the lakes mist and his sweat from the brow, he countered the awkward question with the skill of an elf.

“The same could be said about your past. If you let go of some of your past, I will let go of some of mine.”

[ronnocerman]

Leefe, seeing he wasn't comfortable telling him about his past, ignored his question about his past. Leefe laughed "I must be delirious, I came with you onto a boat that just emerged out of the water and didn't ask any questions about where I was going." He looked at Prometheus intently "Where is this school, why am I of any importance to it or why is it of any importance to me?" He realized that it sounded sort of rude but he didn't mind, he needed to know.