Characters: Clare Edwards, open. Time: Afternoon. Location: Out and about, anystreet Chicago Content: Clare is buying a few supplies for magical defense. Format: Prose Warnings: Clare's got a knife!
Negi hadn't felt cold like this since he had lived in England. It was familiar in a way and made him miss his students and family even more. Months had passed it seemed and they were still no closer to figuring out anything about this place. People still showed up from places unknown and so did creatures. So far he hadn't even had a reason to tap into his higher magic, the dark curse of Erebea was dormant as far as he could tell. Probably repressed by whatever it was that dulled all supernatural abilities here. There was one time, around Halloween, that things had almost gotten out of hand, but Negi's own magic had given out due to the strain and it had worked out in the end
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Negi looked up when he heard someone cry out. It seemed like she was chasing something and Negi spied the various leafs of paper fluttering about in the strong wind. Chanting under his breath, Negi redirected the wind current so that the pages fluttered towards him and he was able to catch most of them easily (with a little help of a jump that was far to high for a normal boy). He landed and looked down at the notes, catching phrases such as 'salt' and 'circles' and most importantly 'magic,' before looking back towards the girl who had lost the notes.
"Here you go," he said, moving forward so that he could hand them to her safely. "The wind is strong today so you might want to be more careful with things like this," he said, smiling at her.
Sora was out walking down a nearby street, looking for a resturant that looked like it had good food for dinner when suddenly Sora got hit by such a strong breeze that it may as well been an Areo spell. In the midst of the strong wind Sora's view was suddenly obsured by a wayward piece of paper smacking him in the face.
"What the...?" He pulled the paper of hs face and looked up to see two kids trying to catch papers.
"Hey! Is this one of yours!?" He called, waving the paper in the air.
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"Here you go," he said, moving forward so that he could hand them to her safely. "The wind is strong today so you might want to be more careful with things like this," he said, smiling at her.
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"What the...?" He pulled the paper of hs face and looked up to see two kids trying to catch papers.
"Hey! Is this one of yours!?" He called, waving the paper in the air.
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