care to explain that one? (fic request for magic_fratboy)
"You must be Claire."
Claire turned around with a little blink to find the source of the voice from behind her, her head tilting to the side a little as she found herself staring at a man that she didn't recognize. He was a little taller than her with long black hair and strange eyes; not that the color was strange but there was something to the look of them. Something that...she recognized but she wasn't so sure what it was.
"Yes, I am." She nodded her head a bit, brushing a blond curl from her face as she studied him curiously. "And you are?"
"Tommy." He smiled at her, moving forward to offer his hand. "Tommy Karras, I'm a friend of Bee's."
"Well, I'm hoping so since you're in her house?" Claire offered with a little smirk, teasing him just a bit as she shook his hand.
He laughed, almost blushing as he reached up to rub the back of his neck with a nod, "Good point." He shook her hand before releasing, still smiling at the petite blond. "I've heard a bit about you."
"Oh god, I'm almost scared to ask." Claire chuckled a bit, "Well, anything good you've heard is true and anything bad is probably true too but I'm sure it isn't as bad as Bee might have made it sound." Her green eyes twinkled a little bit as she studied him closely. "You're a magician, right?" Now she sounded almost skeptical though she still smiled.
"In a way." He looked amused before giving her a curious look, "Don't believe in magic, Claire?"
"Not really." She shook her head, "Everything I've ever seen can be explained by science or by being a freak of nature." The last part of the statement seemed be more of a self derogatory statement.
Tommy chuckled as he lifted a hand, palm down, but then with a little flourish of his hand, he turned the palm up and suddenly was holding a small pink rose in his hand. She blinked a little bit, her eyes flickering to the rose and then to his face before she arched a brow, looking amused. "Nice trick."
As she reached for the rose, it suddenly changed beneath her fingertips, causing her to gasp as she snatched her hand back when suddenly there was a mouse instead of a rose in his hand. He chuckled, holding his hand up a bit, "Do you like mice?"
"Not really." Her brows were up a bit as she took a half step back, managing not to scream and run but she looked at the mouse with a touch of distaste.
"Not many girls do." Tommy chuckled, enjoying himself a bit as he closed his hand lightly around the mouse and then turned it to the side as he covered his hand with his other hand. When he suddenly pulled apart his hands, a small bird flew out of his grasp and chirped as it spiraled up into the air. Claire watched it flutter about, almost lost as it looked for a place to land before finally landing on the top of one of the bookshelves.
"Wow." Claire was staring blankly at the bird before turning back to Tommy, "How did you do that?"
"With a bit of hope." He gave a little chuckle, winking at her as though he were sharing some great secret with her.
Claire smirked, arching one brow at him as she tilted her head to the side just a bit, "Really? Well, I hope you can get that bird down before Bee freaks."
Claire turned around with a little blink to find the source of the voice from behind her, her head tilting to the side a little as she found herself staring at a man that she didn't recognize. He was a little taller than her with long black hair and strange eyes; not that the color was strange but there was something to the look of them. Something that...she recognized but she wasn't so sure what it was.
"Yes, I am." She nodded her head a bit, brushing a blond curl from her face as she studied him curiously. "And you are?"
"Tommy." He smiled at her, moving forward to offer his hand. "Tommy Karras, I'm a friend of Bee's."
"Well, I'm hoping so since you're in her house?" Claire offered with a little smirk, teasing him just a bit as she shook his hand.
He laughed, almost blushing as he reached up to rub the back of his neck with a nod, "Good point." He shook her hand before releasing, still smiling at the petite blond. "I've heard a bit about you."
"Oh god, I'm almost scared to ask." Claire chuckled a bit, "Well, anything good you've heard is true and anything bad is probably true too but I'm sure it isn't as bad as Bee might have made it sound." Her green eyes twinkled a little bit as she studied him closely. "You're a magician, right?" Now she sounded almost skeptical though she still smiled.
"In a way." He looked amused before giving her a curious look, "Don't believe in magic, Claire?"
"Not really." She shook her head, "Everything I've ever seen can be explained by science or by being a freak of nature." The last part of the statement seemed be more of a self derogatory statement.
Tommy chuckled as he lifted a hand, palm down, but then with a little flourish of his hand, he turned the palm up and suddenly was holding a small pink rose in his hand. She blinked a little bit, her eyes flickering to the rose and then to his face before she arched a brow, looking amused. "Nice trick."
As she reached for the rose, it suddenly changed beneath her fingertips, causing her to gasp as she snatched her hand back when suddenly there was a mouse instead of a rose in his hand. He chuckled, holding his hand up a bit, "Do you like mice?"
"Not really." Her brows were up a bit as she took a half step back, managing not to scream and run but she looked at the mouse with a touch of distaste.
"Not many girls do." Tommy chuckled, enjoying himself a bit as he closed his hand lightly around the mouse and then turned it to the side as he covered his hand with his other hand. When he suddenly pulled apart his hands, a small bird flew out of his grasp and chirped as it spiraled up into the air. Claire watched it flutter about, almost lost as it looked for a place to land before finally landing on the top of one of the bookshelves.
"Wow." Claire was staring blankly at the bird before turning back to Tommy, "How did you do that?"
"With a bit of hope." He gave a little chuckle, winking at her as though he were sharing some great secret with her.
Claire smirked, arching one brow at him as she tilted her head to the side just a bit, "Really? Well, I hope you can get that bird down before Bee freaks."