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"Yeah, and it itches the hell out of me every single time you you kiss me." Myra said, coming up from behind the group. She had been searching for Jordan everywhere and had ran into a young swordsman who shared her elemental affinity with fire. "You're lucky I don't burn it completely off." She said shortly, but caring at the same time. The man behind her snorted, obviously amused.
"Fire elementals are a bit snappy, aren't they?" He said, following her every step towards the group. Myra's eyes flickered a second and she turned completely around.
"Better than you humans and your soft skin!" She snapped, pinching the man with a bit of fire on her fingertips. It didn't burn him thanks to his abilities, but he was still annoyed.
"At least I don't burn forests down by coughing too much!" He retorted, flicking her with a bit of fire on the forehead. The two were quickly getting heated up ((lol, couldn't help it.)) and it seemed as if they had known each other for much longer than an hour or so. ((this is where I picture one of the comical anime scenes where two characters have steam rolling out of their ears with bloated heads and they're smashing their foreheads together with a bunch of undersized characters in the background too scared to do anything. Classic.))
"That is understandable I suppose." He said to Jordan before entering the old shop and picking up the two boxes that were the size of the one Jordan had carried over the first time. To say he was much stronger than Jordan wouldn't be totally fair, given the fact that thu were I different backgrounds. But Roland definetly had more muscle than the elemental. But after all, as knight commander, he had better!
Upon hearin the voices of others he sat the boxes down. Figuring they wouldn't be leaving so soon. And not as though they were too heavy, but stacked he couldn't see hardly anything. The young man chuckled seeing the two bicker. He knew the girl was probably Jordan's, the other he really hadnt a clue. "Looks like we have for a party now." He chuckles.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Apr 2, 2013 16:06:22 GMT -5
(( I don't remember if Aldon and Jordan have met D: I'll just assume they didn't, and if they have I'll alter my post if you want LOL ))
Jordan grinned, and shook his head as he turned to look at the two, crossing his arms.
"Please, no fighting. I'd rather not have the place burned down yet- I don't think I'd be able to sell a building burnt halfway to the ground!" he chuckled, then turned to Roland. "Roland, this is Myra, my girlfriend. Myra, this is Roland. He's the one that I'm co-ownering the new building with," he explained, then rested his arms against his side.
"As for my beard, I like it. It makes me look distinguished," he seemed to say defensively, but in a joking matter as he rubbed at it once more, unable to hold in his grin. "So who's your new...friend?" he asked the girl, looking at Aldon with a smile. They didn't seem to be much friends, the way they were bickering.