ภ๏ฬ ץ๏ย รєє ๓є, ภ๏ฬ ץ๏ย ๔๏ภ't // Flame

[mationix]

By the corner of a street, stood a lanky man, dressed in an all white magician outfit.  A small crowd had gathered around him, some looking suspicious or excitement.  Tilting his hat down, he grinned, spreading his hands wide.  "My dears, I am the magnificent Crispin.  Allow your minds to relax, or else this shan't work," he said, winking.  For a moment, he was quiet, before he suddenly took his hat off.  Bright white hair fell to his chin, earning a collective murmur from the crowd.  He concealed a smirk with a wave of his hand.  "Please, keep your eyes on this," he said, moving his fedora left and right, to show that nothing was in there.  "Now, with a flick of my hand..."  As he drew his hand over his hat, he murmured a quiet incantation, gritting his teeth in pain.

Something sparked in his hat and a large smokey creature erupted from his hat, opening its large mouth wide.  The crowd startled, horror and interest flickering in his eyes.  The creature disappeared into the air, leaving a faint raspberry scent.  The crowd slowly clapped, their simple minds trying to grasp what happened, the men grumbled under their breath.  Crispin bowed again and again, offering his hat around.  He grinned as he saw what he had collected, when he finally flicked his hand over the money, the small collection of bills disappearing.  He set it back on his head, sweeping his hand to his hip, a grin on his handsome face.  "Adieu, my dears.  Until we meet again."  He snapped his fingers, disappearing in a cloud of smoke, earning small gasps from the crowd.

The "magician" reappeared a couple blocks away, chuckling as he shoved his hands back into his pockets.  Oh how easy it was to confound these pitiful creatures; their minds were developed enough to understand the meaning of true magic.  Ah well, it didn't matter...  As long as he made a couple of dollars here and there, he was happy. 

[eternityflame]

"Was that a demon you conjured there? Maybe a lesser one, bottom of the chain if anything. Or was it a simply trick? I'm quite curious actually. Why if it was a demon, would you summon it to a crowd? So it must have been a trick, no?" a voice trailed from the shadows, the words sarcastic, however they were curious.

[mationix]

Crispin paused, turning around to look around, spinning on the balls of his heel. "I am quite flattered that you've taken an interest in me," he called out, putting on a large grin, "though I can't exactly answer that without seeing you first. You do seem to know what I do, though I can't exactly be sure..."

[eternityflame]

A small chuckle emitted from the shadows and a beautiful girl stepped forward. She was dressed in all purple, lilacs, and violets, many different shades. Even the tips f her hair was purple. "Now you see me," she flicked her wrist, "Now you don't." the voice came from behind Crispin, and a willowy smoke remained where she had been standing.

[mationix]

His eyes crinkled, as the grin grew larger. "Ah-hah! So you use magic, do you?" He mused, spinning on his heels and clicking his shoes on the ground. "It's a wonderful day for me when I find someone as talented as I am, even better that the person I have found dabbles in smoke magic." He gave her a low bow, flourishing his top hat off of his head, his white hair reflecting off the sunlight that strained to come into the dark alleyway. "'Tis an honor, madame," he said, straightening up and placing his hat back on his head, "may I know your name?"

[eternityflame]

"First, are a warlock, or a wizard?" she asked, cocking her head slightly to the side, studying him with silver eyes.

[mationix]

He blinked at her, a little thrown off that she hadn't started swooning over him. Ah, that's right. She's not a mortal, Crispin thought dryly to himself. Quickly recovering he tipped his hat to her, replying, "Does it matter, my fair lady? I'm a but a man who wields magic; is there a difference between the two?"

[eternityflame]

"Yes. A warlock uses incantations and spells, showing their weakness, they really solely on that and have no true magic. Now a wizard, we simply gain all of our strength and power from a totem, something we were bonded with when born. Stronger, and way more powerful." she said, raising her eyebrow, this man couldn't be that daft, could he?

[mationix]

He raised his hands in surrender, a charming smile appearing. "My lady, I see no difference in either one; both use magic to an extent." He then put his hands behind his back, tilting his head, the smile growing. "And what do you think I am, I'm a little curious if you'll be able to guess or not."

[eternityflame]

"There is much difference. However for your sake I hope you are a wizard." she said, studying him. "Can't let that handsome face go to waste," she said with a wink.

[mationix]

Crispin gave her a bow, putting a hand on his stomach and flourishing the other. "Ah, I shall count my blessings then," he said, chuckling. He straightened up with a smirk, studying her for a moment. "I shall accept that compliment, though I do not have a name for the giver. I ask again, dear lady, what do they call you?"

[eternityflame]

"I am the great Althea Flynt, The Lilac Wizard, The Wizard of Seduction, I have many names, however the first is my birth name," she said with a crooked grin.

[mationix]

"'Tis an honor, Ms. Flynt," he said, his voice a quiet purr. "I am Crispin Madison, one of the students studying in mist and smoke magic," he proclaimed, dipping a bow to her.

[eternityflame]

Althea nodded, "Nice to meet you as well, Mr. Madison," she said and giggled, dropping into a little curtsey, her eyes were magnetic, you were almost unable to look away them.

[mationix]

"What brings you around the slums, my lady?" He questioned, straightening himself up. "It's a spectacle to see a woman such as yourself out here; 'tis a bad part of town. If you follow me, I could show you somewhere nicer...?" He held his arm out for her, giving her another dazzling grin.

[eternityflame]

"Just so happens that this is the part of town that I grew up in. I was just... passing through the neighborhood." she paused and looked up at him, eyelashes fluttering, "But I would love to follow you," she purred.

[mationix]

He nodded, looking actually serious for once. "Childhood memories can be fun to revisit," Crispin said, the smile wavering for a moment. Though at her next comment, the dazzling smile was back once more. "'Tis an honor, my dear lady," he said, tilting his head in a sort of bow, "I shall try to find the best place to show you off to other people; beauty should not be shared by only a couple people." He gave her a wink as he spoke.

[eternityflame]

She smiled and looked at him, "Ah, you think me beautiful?" she asked, her bottom lip slightly pouty.

[mationix]

"Do you need to ask?" He smoothly replied, his white teeth flashing as he gave her a grin, "there is no doubt of it, you are quite stunning."

[eternityflame]

She grinned and tucked a lock of hair behind her shoulder and met his eyes through her long eyelashes, "I'm flattered," she purred, using a spark of her charming power.