BranchWood Academy - Canceled

The piercing sound made the wizard cringe in distaste, pausing a second to let the sound empty out from his ears. He regained his posture and walk as he passed Sasuki a discerning look with his ever radiant grin. "Careful there," he warned, "if you take put your anger on the grown, God knows what'll happen to you. The ground could possibly open up and swallow you as it did a king." It may have been noticed that Nelís was one to take record of history and applied it to day to day circumstances. He was adroit in the subject along with science that he was required to know if his magic would be of any real use.

"I suppose I will join you," his head tipped in reply, "I've done nothing but wander around this school up till now. I'd also like to meet the type of people you labeled me with. I'm sure we'd all get along accordingly." Yes, he wanted to meet everyone, but his vital goal was to find whether what he thought- who he thought was there still thrived.

He smiled a bit and nodded, feeling clumsy and foolish for his action against the sound. He didn't mean to make such a retched sound. When he made his comment, he laughed a bit. He knew little of the human world history and how it worked back then, but he knew that he was not too far behind on it.

He spun on his heel as he turned around and smiled as he pointed to the end of the hall and marched forward. "Then let us move on!" He called aloud, feeling better about knowing the man and getting to better know him. He felt better already and knew that him and Nelis would make a good pair.

He marched off towards his destination and his hands rested languidly on his sides, the thumbs of each hand slipped into his pockets and caused the rest of his hand to relax over each leg, not really caring about the blood that resided on either side of it. His leather wingtips tapped on the marble, being much careful as he walked with the man down to the next floor to retrieve his clothing once more.

Nelís followed closely behind, his hands still clasped firmly behind his back as his eyes traveled down the long halls. Everything brought a sense of nostalgia and he could remember, as if yesterday, his first years at the academy and how different he had thought of it then. This made him anxious as to why the students were attempting to get under the headmaster's nose, but he would play no part in it if it risked him getting in any sort of inconvenience. As he mused on he recalled his own squad who he could hardly remember the names of, however that only meant they were only passerby's in his life and no one that left any memories to him.

"Have you a squad?" he asked, glancing over at the mage whose mood seemed to have lightened since the wizard had come in contact with him. There weren't many that he knew in the school, but he was sure he'd come to find the names useful in due time.

He nodded and smiled, "yes, I am second in command of Squad #001. We are the first squad to be made this year. I don't normally take pride in things like that but..." His pause led his lips to a smirk of some sort. He laughed a bit, "first in command is our leader, Iveth. Third in command is our spell-blade, Kenn. And last, but not least, was a new student, Mika-." He shook his head and smiled a bit, "Nono.. Choucho, sorry." He chuckled and smiled a bit as he shook his head again, "it's odd for me to be forgetting the names of important people, but I guess this storm is messing with my mind. Perhaps I should do as you and meditate." He smiled a bit and laughed, "or do what all controlled Wizards do" he laughed softly and looked forward, opening the door and gesturing into the stair well, "please, you First, Mr. Orltt." He spoke with a soft smile, feeling slightly giddy by the man's side.

It was odd for someone like him to be attached to someone like this, mainly because he never had interests, but this handsome man was something odd. But he was quiet about his mind. His custom wingtips tapping each stair with a calm and slow click, he looked to the man as they walked down the stairs, "do you have a squad? I don't believe you need one, Errown never had a squad after he became the arena master, I assume you don't need any of them to be a good team." He smiled a bit and laughed slightly, "but then again, I had my nose in a book for the last two years of my career in the Academy filling my lust for knowledge, so for all I know, he did have a squad." He looked forward and turned the corner of the stair well and down the hall again, "word from the experience, be careful what you research." He spoke as he pointed a lecturing finger at him. He quickly drew back from his word with slight embarrassment, lecturing a wizard about knowledge was a silly thing to do. "My apologies." He flustered slightly, a clumsy smile growing over his face.

"Meditating is a good way to condition yourself and control your magic," he ran his eyes over Sasuki before beginning up the stair, "Your emotions even." It was because of meditation that the wizard had the upper hand on his magic, and always had an uplifting spirit. Certainly, he'd be the last one to get angry over little or big things unless it goes as far as taking lives though he had taken a few himself, but the subject is never brought up by him or any other. "I do think you'd be able to get the names of your squadmates correct if you do," he implied though in the back of his mind he was wondering how far up he had to go on these steps. Nelís was no fan of stairs and thought there could've been an easier way of getting to the second floor without taking so much labor from his body.

"I did, but, as you said, right now I don't," he answered wistfully as he tried to remember his squad, however, the thoughts vanished as Sasuki came to mention books and the wizard's face lightened. There was a connection he had to books, especially the history of them all. If he lived the normal life of any human he would more than likely be a historian, but the fact that he's been through those times back, he himself could be a walking artifact. Being the man he was, of course he took no precaution before he went on reading through history or containing his urge to jump back and experience the moments for himself. "You're a bit too late," he laughed at the mage's scolding, knowing well what he meant by being careful what he researched,"I'm a bit excessive with my books and research. I have been since I was a young lad. There are many things I know that maybe shouldn't have been known, but I assure you I will be fine. A bit of knowledge hasn't destroyed me yet."

He huffed at the Wizards implication that research had done nothing wrong to him, "then you are a lucky one." He mumbled with disgust, but not to Nelis, mainly to the things he found, the things he learned and experienced after made him more and more uncomfortable with himself, he growled a bit to himself and turned his head away from Nelis for second, the sound of him mumbling what sounded to be "quit laughing at me." He uttered. He turned back and laughed gently at his interjection on his squad. He was a nit late to laugh, but it never stopped him it seemed. "I'll have to get to it as soon as possible" he spoke with a soft smile.

As they made it to the trash bin out in the hall, he smiled sadly as he ignored the dried blood stained to the carpet and the looming forms of the three people here, their structure still formed in the blood as if they never moved. He ignored them all as he walked to the can and reached in, smiling a bit more as he retrieved his black double breasted peacoat and blood red scarf, it was hard to tell where the blood started and where it didn't on the scarf, but red on black-hell, anything on black-was hard to miss. He smiled a bit less as he took out his leather gloves as well, the blood on them was dry already but soaked in too easily, making them seem smaller, he huffed a bit and sighed, "I'm just glad I got these back before something bad happened to them." He commented and held them close, not really caring much about the blood that was left on them.

He looked over the area and sighed a bit heavier, the sight of blood freezing, Blizzard screaming, Aerik yelling, Moriah shouting, Gilfer roaring at him when he started to bark back at Aerik. He felt uncomfortable here and even though the area was empty and everyone was away from this area, he still felt the tension, the chilled wind that made him uncertain if Blizzard was around or not. He held his coat closer to him and looked around with uncertainty, "let us depart here, now that I have my belongings." He said almost blankly as he walked off quietly and without objection to anything, his custom wingtips gently tapping the ground.

Nelís hadn't gone without noticing the mage's change of tone, yet took no offense to any of it. If Sasuki wanted to grumble then he could grumble all day long and, surprisingly, the wizard just might listen to it. Whatever the means, he still thought of it to be amusing in some manner of his own. "Just don't fall asleep like I do," he spoke in a stern tone though the expression given from his face was the very opposite, "thought it doesn't quite defeat the purpose. It is relaxing." More often the wizard was finding himself sleeping instead of meditating although it worked just as well. He never minded a nap whenever he had the time.

The first thing that came to notice as they entered the hall was the carpet damp with blood and the wizard immediately came to a halt. His eyes scanned over the three bodies that lie stagnant, emotion torn from his face as he approached them. "What happened here?" the question was faint, but audible as he examined the structures further. After a moment his nose crinkled in disgust toward the metallic smell that lingered in the air and could hardly stand the sight itself. He was thankful to see that Sasuki didn't want to stay around too long either. Even so, he was amazed that these things could go on around the school without being noticed by most, even him. This could have been the reason that the wizard wasn't fully dedicated for the well-being of the Academy, and times like this made him question the HeadMaster, but he wouldn't go as far as getting information under his nose. He'd rather be safe than sorry.

Nelís took a slow step back as Sasuki announced that they were going to leave, relieved mostly. It wasn't as if he could handle standing around in such a place anyway. He could never be around chaos too long or soon he'd become a part of it and that would not be a pretty sight. The wizard followed behind, keeping his thoughts clean of happenings he had in the past that regarded much blood. "You'd best wash them twice- three times if you need to," he inputted under his breath though a smile was slowly making its way back to his lips.

He chuckled a bit and nodded to him, his smile was back on his face, but it wasn't a happy looking one. "Right, I should probably clean these right away." He spoke, his voice rising from a saddened tone to a more chipper and more melodic tone of voice, his deep and dark tenor was back and sounded better than before. "I can't believe I would do such a thing to my own clothing, that was such a horrible mistake." He spoke as he looked back to his clothes as if looking for forgiveness in them. After smiling back at them he turned his head back to Nelis and smiled a bit, "and with all we know, the students were killed. We could have found the attacker but Blizzard went crazy and tried to wall us off." He smiled faintly, "i'm pretty sure if I wasn't yelled at, I would have added a body to that group." He wanted to say 'or more' but was not going to be cocky at a time like this and try to prove the little worth that he had.

As they walked down the halls, two people were being transported out of the Library and sent down the hall, a woman with a large sword and a woman in a hooded cloak. He knew the hooded woman just by the blue heels that clicked on the halls floor and nearly froze. He quickly drew a hand out to Nelis and pulled him over the corner with panic. Taking a moment to fix up his mental state as again as he started to remember the terrible laughing and lustful giggles. He placed his hands onto his head and shuddered as he cleared his mind from the memories. After a second of this, he realized he pulled Nelis away from the view of the library. His face reddened as he looked to him, his eyes quickly changed to emerald to amethyst, but back again as he stood straight. Embarrassment filled his face as he walked to the stairwell at the corner of the hall and opened the door, "my room is on the first floor." He spoke with a cracked baritone that seemed nothing like him. But the reason behind it better be a good one,

"It was a horrible mistake," Nelis added under his breath, yet he was more fixated on the fact if the three students and how, more so who would kill them. It would be uncertain for a while, but he would surely find out later if not now. To his dismay, he did not know Blizzard and he wouldn't be able to ask why he had let the attacker escape. Even with the fact he wasn't angry at the man for he knew he had his reasons and they may be plausible, but the question still rang in his head. In hearing the mage's voice again, he quickly washed out his previous thoughts and replaced them with new refreshing ones. Luckily he had. He caught himself being overruled by negativity once more as he noticed the murkiness he had created in the halls, and was quick to clear it out before the mage had noticed. This was another reason why Errown was Arena Master and not him. Even through years and years of stringent supervision over his abilities they had hardly gotten easier to control. Thankfully Errown could handle his strength far better.

Nelis almost ran straight into Sasuki when the mage came to a halt, but fortunately he had caught himself in time. He peered over Sasuki's shoulder then followed his gaze to a hooded woman, and again, not anyone he knew. "Well who is that there..?" he asked with a impish tone and a devious grin as he examined her further though there wasn't much to be seen due to her cloak covering the majority of her figure. The last thing he expected was to be jerked into a corner, slightly appalled as he skidded a bit. Instantly he gave the mage a questioning look before Sasuki's face had flushed, soon heading off to the stairway. With his crafty little grin the wizard followed the mage closely. "Afraid to approach?" he implied as he caught up to fall in step beside him, forgetting the labor of walking up stairs.

He shuddered with fear and hatred as he asked the question, "you have no clue how much." He replied with his regular tenor again, his voice was slightly cracked, but he cleared it and stood straighter as he looked to Nelis, signaling him to come down the stairs, laughing a bit as he followed once more, "I'm terribly sorry for that, Mr. Orlitt, I'm just not.." The laughter followed in his head and rumbled deeply within his mind. "Very interested in walking to that woman again. Her and I are at bitter ends and I would hate to have something as sweet as her," he bit his tongue inside his mouth gently as he quickly re-thought his words, "in your eyes," he smiled a bit, thinking that would work, "I would rather not be spoiled for merely even greeting her again." He sighed a bit as he didn't realize that she was even in the school. Maybe there was more people he knew it. "Besides," he interjected his thoughts and smiled a bit more, "I'm not single currently, so I can't walk back to her without her trying to kill me or take me back." He spoke with an awkward chuckle. He was slightly uncomfortable, but was holding it together.

As they made it to the bottom floor again, he started to walk to the dorms and smiled a bit to him, "so do you share d rom or...?" He asked quickly as he attempted to cut his silence and make a new conversation, the sound of his custom wingtips tapping the marble while the sounds of lectures and teaching was going om.

The wizard laughed at himself for assuming the direction, but was thankful that they were heading up. "Oh, down the stairs? That's easier!" he almost skipped down the stairs in order to catch up with the man, his voice chipper and almost equivalent to that of a child's. As he continued to listen he had attained that Sasuki and the woman had bitter relations and Nelís lips shaped an 'O', his smile becoming slightly apologetic for having complied the complete opposite. "We must keep the coasts clear then," he placed a firm hand onto the mage's shoulder, "but I cannot guarantee your safety." It could be easily heard as a meager antic and he chortled quietly before slipping his hand back to his side. "Don't feel so morose," he assured, his voice growing quiet, "I was engaged once, but two months into it my fiance had.. Ran off I suppose. I never thought she'd be one to do that, yet again, she was always full of surprises. For a moment, earlier, I had thought you mentioned her name." Though four years had passed there was faint hope that maybe there was a reason she had gone so abruptly.

Thankfully, the memory had been interjected and he was quick to get a smile back onto his features. In answer to the question, he shook his head, "I don't spend my nights here. Not anymore."

He nods and smiled a bit, "I stay in my room and study for some of the nights, but I have had a few sleepless nights over the past week." He spoke with a soft chuckle as he walked more. His mind followed back to his mentioning of a fiancée and caught his interests, hesitant to speak of his story. "I was married before, but my wife and I had some..." He gently ran his hand through his auburn hair as he sighed a bit, "racial differences." He mumbled a bit, though he was certain Nelis heard it. "All in all," he spoke up a bit louder, "the two of us were brutally separated and I..." His mind threw back the memories, her pail body on the floor of a torn up wasteland, the storms of winged creatures flying over them and attempting to strike, the brutal attack and bloodbath that was lead that left her without a body, only a porcelain head and platinum blonde hair, the head of a porcelain doll..

Crushed...

His eyes watered up with crimson tears as he quickly grabbed a dark red handkerchief from his back pocket. Dabbing it over hai face for a moment as he let out a shaky breath. "Never saw her again." He choked and cleared his throat multiple times before his dark tenor was back in place. "Nonetheless." He spoke as he put the handkerchief back into his back pocket, "I have trouble moving on sometimes, but I am sure this broken ticker will allow me to move on." He smiled a bit more as he gently tapped his chest. He took notice of his mentioning of squad, nearly forgetting he asked the question. "I bunk with third in command and I have Iveth on Choucho on the other side. It's a nice little place for a little family, but it's a home for now." He spoke with a chuckle as he tried to get around the whole escapade he pulled up.

Nelís hadn't meant to get so far deep into the man's personal life in such little time, but in hearing it his smile was quickly erased and he was washed over with sympathy. The wizard didn't think racial issues could grow to be so violent, however in the mage's case it was. In a moment like this it would be wise to keep quiet and listen. He paid close attention to the shifting tone of his voice, leveling the situation he knew would not be told, but by what he observed, his summary of what happened sounded to be a large understatement. Nelís's eyes were cast downward as the mage slipped out a handkerchief, wanting to save the man's dignity if nothing else until he had chosen to speak again. He glanced over to Sasuki, finding that he had a smile present again on his lips though the wizard was yet to follow. "I'm sorry that happened," the words were hardly audible, yet sincere like the majority of the things he said. If he wasn't sorry, he would not have spoken a word, but he was due to having faced something similar with someone he held a fondness for.

"That sounds nice," he was comforted by the new aura the man's voice gave and he allowed a faint grin to appear. "I don't think I was nearly as close to my squad as you are with yours," gradually, he recalled him and his team only doing missions together, but there seemed to be nothing outside of that. Not even a simple sign of companionship though Nelís had tried to form some sort of bond. Very introvert people. Despite how open and free spirited he appeared to be, he was a very lonely individual, however he always ignored the fact.

He smiled a bit to the fact that he was not alont with his squad, it comforted him that he jad a close squad and he was ashamed that he himself was so filled with longevity that he would outlast him. He was not really obeying the rule he had made for himself, but intimacy was something that was important to him when it came to the sauad he was in, or at least the fact that being close with others was an important thing, in his eyes at least. He smiled a bit more as they entered the great hall. "You should come and chat with more people out here, make closer friends and so." He mused the idea and turned to Nelis, "like me." He face grew to a smile as he looked up at the man, but grew slightly flustered and turned his head forward again, noticing he was off a bit on his alignment and dodged the wall that was in front of him, entering the dormitory halls again with him as he tried to hide the embarrassment of nearly crashing.

"Or other students, I mean ther are tons of them here." He quickly added as he dug his fang into the coner of his lip, making this action on the side oposite of Nelis' viewing to he could not see. "But maybe I'm just blabbering." He chuckled as he stopped at his dorm, opening the door and looking in to see if anyome was in the dorm.

"I suppose I won't busy myself with things then," he swiftly ran his gloved fingers thorough his bangs, also sweeping them away from his eyes. It was a bout time that he had gone around and met other students, but since the little to no relationship in his squad, he had figured that it wouldn't be pleasant to bother students. BranchWood took a lot of energy and required them to build great skill, he didn't think they would even have the time to sit around and talk about the day's whereabouts. The wizard had been snapped from his thoughts, ready to pull the mage over to evade him hitting the wall. Fortunately, Sasuki had caught himself before the impact though that did not stop the wizard from laughing. "We all already know you have something against the ground, but the walls..? That's a bit too much, Mr. Akane," the formality of his tone only added to the humor, or so he thought it did.

Nelís wasn't quite sure who to expect when Sasuki opened the door of his dorm, but held a smile to seem welcoming in case anyone happened to be there. Of course he hadn't peeked in along with the mage, knowing that would be a rude, furthermore, nosy move to make.

As he peeked in, no one was about. He smiled a bit more and opened the door, letting the room fill with soft light, he was slightly more embarrassed at Nelis' joke, but laughed none the less. "Forgive me, I got distracted by.." He quickly ran his mind through the options, classes? teachers? squads? You? No never say that one that is terrible. Oh, thoughts! Quickly! "Thoughts." He spoke sheepishly, seeing that it didn't help much but was too late to back up. He walked into the room and flipped the light switch, the room being filled with brighter light and allowing the whole room to be lit. The room looked like a regular two bed unit, but a desk on the left side of the room covered with empty potion bottles and sets for alchemy, flowers were rimmed around the desk, but none of them were human flowers. There was a large potted flower next to the door and filled with a unusually large flower, blood seems to be flowing from the veins of the leaves.

The other side was filled with books, weapons and armour of different designs, the right side was completely filled with attack and magic, while the other side was full of botany and alchemy. The bed on the right was undisturbed while the one on the left seemed to be slept in it recently, in fact the bed itself seemed to be used by a person who sleeps in multiple positions by the forming of the body in the mattress. It was obvious to which side it was he lived on.

He laughed a bit with slight embarrassment as he walked over and started to fix his bed. "Sorry for the mess, I wasn't really expecting visitors." He pipped up as he looked to him with a faint smile, "or even inviting visitors." He chuckled more as he finished fixing the bed and stood up. "Anyways," he huffed a bit as he gently placed his clothing on bed for a second before gesturing around the room, "welcome to my home." He joked slightly and smiled a bit to him.

Nelis paid little mind to Sasuki's excuse and followed him into the room, his eyes immediately darting to the books that were organized on his desk, squinting to get a glimpse of their titles. After having failed in doing that his golden hues traveled over to the other side where the flowers stood. It didn't take a botanist to know that those flowers were not any you'd find anywhere on earth. His hand had swept across something and he looked down the the large plant that stood by the door, quickly coming to a halt to observe it. He removed his glove from his right hand, his eyes never leaving the flower, and he traced a vein down to its roots. "Where did you get these plants from..?" he asked breathlessly as he examined further. The wizard's eyes fell shut as he obliged to see beyond sight in order to get a better look inside the plant, his palm pressed softly against its stem. He remained this way briefly before pulling his had away and grinning as he slipped back on his glove. "Very interesting how it's made up," peeling his eyes from the flower, he walked over to the books that had first caught his attention.

"I'm not the cleanest person either," he reassured as he picked up a book, one regarding alchemy. "I do feel very welcome though," a chuckled left his throat as he flipped a few pages into it, glancing over to the mage occasionally, "This could be my next place of study actually."

He blushed a bit as Nelis mentioned the next study hall location and laughed slightly nervously, "oh, I'm sure you might not have that much interest in this stuff, it's just my books on alchemy and elementalism." He felt need to pull himself from his clothes for a moment as he walked over to the books and took out a small red one, the book was about half the size of a regular book, about 4" spine and 3" page width. He smiled a bit and blushed again, feeling embarrassed that he was to brag, "my great grandfather and I worked on this book. He started it and when I got my hands on it, I finished it. But it's a small guide on how to start with fire element and how to make star magic. Or null magic if that's how you want to say it. We call it star magic, which is mainly empty magic and can be changed when in contact with other elemen-." He bit his lip as he placed the book back in the stacks, "I-I'll just leave it there. You can read about this stuff if you want. Though I don't know how fond of elementalism you are, but feel free to borrow them." He spoke as he walked back to the clothes.

He remembered his question on the flower feeling like a mess for being so flustered. "Most of the flowers I have are extracted from other realms of the underworld, considering I've been a wanderer for almost 1300 years, 400 years now working as an overlord." He felt no reason to hide his age in front of a man like him, he could be trusted and felt like he knee him already. "The one by the door is from a seed my brother uses as a weapon, it's called a blood blossom or vampyre's fang. It is a flower that nourishes off of blood and grows to a large extent, it helps me live here on this realm and keep my power as strong as it is. Considering it is from my home, it has strong roots to the underworld and is the only flower that can not be placed in human soil. Meaning.." He pointed to the pot and flower calmly, "that whole thing is a growing relic from the underworld." He smiled a bit to him as he sat down on the bed, "so I need it to survive, but it needs blood to keep itself from dying out, so in other words," he chuckled and leaned back, crossing his leg at the knee as the palm of his right hand rested on the mattress, "I am a vampyre that can walk around in day light." He laughed softly as he eased into the spot.

His eyes scrolled through the book had in his hands, all the while listening to the mage speak of the book he and his grandfather had gone through together. Briefly, the wizard glanced over at the small red book, closing the one in his hand and setting down where he had taken it. He listened as Sasuki listed the types of magic it described and he'd heard of all of them, yet studied none of them. In his case there was no need to learn anymore magic than he knew. "Honestly, I've never had to learn magic before. I never really studied any of them either," his hand lifted to his face, stroking the mark under his left eyes that most likely resembles a star to anyone who simply looked at it, but it meant much different. "I was born with magic, so I never had a problem attaining it, but I did- well, even now- I have a problem trying to get it all under my thumb. It makes my natural reflexes a bit different from anyone else's though I try my best to react to things normally. Even if I feel down it comes into act, so I keep myself from becoming stressed or upset for most of the time. The hardest part is keeping a stringent diet. Too much sodium, sugar, or anything could pilfer my control over my magic.. I would love to read those books, but I doubt they'd be any help to me. I don't mind alchemy though."

He returned his attention to the plant as Sasuki spoke of it, also noting that he was much MUCH older than he and happened to be an overlord of another realm. It was strange, the people he ran into, wasn't it? He evaded asking where the plant may have gotten the blood to survive, hopefully not from anyone at the school, but then again its roots were not in this realm. "It's an amazing plant," he complimented before chucking at the mage's comment. "So, if it helps you survive then you must be eating the petals then?" it wasn't quite an assumption, but it was recognized as he had noticed earlier that some petal were missing and others already growing in to take their place.

He smiled a bit and shrugged, "somewhat, I crush the leaves and put them into small mulling balls." He stood and smiled, gesturing towards the empty bed, "you may sit if you want, I know it's not a plush or as elegant as you would like, but it's what we have." He spoke with a chuckle as he moved to the desk, pulling out a silver mulling ball, a small container with multiple tiny holes in it, almost invisible from the distance Nelis was at. He smiled gently as he placed it on the center of his desk, "I make tea with it and drink it in the morning, a good two cups and I am done with it. It helps me wash down all the food I eat, but if I eat without drinking the tea, I will get mortally sick and might faint." He sat back down and shrugged, his smiled still apparent, "or worse." He chuckled, "though I would hate for dear Iveth to find me passed out in my bed with a fatal Mallory." He smiled softly and looked to him.

He listened calmly to his explanation of his power and is... Trait. He was interested, a man born with magic, nothing short of surprise. "You and I are alike in that deal." He chirped, "I was a lucky one and after fifteen generations of blacksmiths and watch makers, I became a magic user with those interests." He chuckled softly. "The food thing isn't as bad, I just can't eat human food without proper sustenance and proper control. Though I have a large array of elements and masteries of almost all of them, I do meed to control my temper and learn how to properly control it, maybe I could pick up on your meditating skills." He lightly chuckled and leaned back,