Oh before I forget to tell you guys I am an era old so I have lived for a very long time but not as long as most demons as a fact I’ll just throw out there. “He smiles his devilish smile at the professor”
"You must be a new student"he sighed"if you ever act like this in my class... you will be sorry..."
Corrine brightened at the mention of alchemy. “I remember now! I was excited for your class!”
Sorry its just I needed to tell you guys this before we become full fledged friends or something.
“My dad used to study alchemy! I would sit with him in his study and watch, I was absolutely fascinated by it.” Corrine said, growing more excited.
This subject is intriguing I might like it there because well I’m open for learning everything I can. “Summons an ice spike and looks at it adoringly” Ice is like sadness which can only be shown through its reflection of oneself in it. “Sighs and makes the ice spike dissolve”
Corrine’s eyes widened, “You have ice magic?” She flicked her wrist and created a snowflake that danced around the group. She never got bored of doing that trick.
well I also have other ability’s such as teleportation so don’t get scared if I teleport to any of you. “Withholding the fact that he can also enchant his own weapons with blue fire”
Hector noticed that Asteroth had arrived. He turned into smoke and floated up behind him. "What is it with you and trying to hard to be deep?" He asked with a smirk.
Celes patted her stomach.”Take it easy stomach.” She said.
What do you mean by trying to hard to be deep? “Asteroth replies to Hector noticing the smoke and taking a swing at it”
"Ice is like sadness which can only be shown through its reflection of oneself in it? You are clearly trying too hard" The hand goes through Hector. "Why are you trying to hurt me?" He asked.
Because your in a mist form and I know it won’t hurt you in anyway. “He says in his head: Oh great this guy!”
"But tell me, why are you trying so hard to be deep?" Hector laid his hand on Asteroth's shoulder.
YOU want deep then go down to hell and talk to my father about my past. But oh wait your not a demon are you? “Gently pushes Hector’s hand off of his shoulder”
"Try and act naturally, and also have some fun, it's the darn harvest festival"
You don’t understand I am acting naturally. “Then Asteroth sighs” I give up you see this is.....”trails off and then goes and sits down at a nearby table” Well this is supposed to be a happy day I guess but I just I can’t always control my emotions since my mother’s death.
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