All is Trembling (Puck)

Puck and I, plzkthxz. I’ll be using my character, Bijou Eegale. I don’t know who he’s using. xD

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The light of the small fire emitting from the center of Bijou’s hand played across her pallid facial expressions, adding a darkened definition. The sky was void-less as the stars shone brilliant up above her. She sat erected on the stone side of a sky scraper, her hair swelling in the thin air, her feet dangled from the great height; and she could faintly hear the sounds of life coming from far beneath her. There was something about the city life that intrigued Bijou, and upon stepping into one, a whole new air would come about her.

She opened her hand recurringly, a small ball of fire discharged from it, and every time she closed it the flame would go out as quickly as it came in. The building she sat herself on stood tall at an amazing one hundred stories. The scene around her was breathtaking, and as it was night there, she could see billions of city lights alit like fireflies. She was unsure of how long she’d been up there, but her presence has yet to be interrupted by that of another human. She figured people came up here in the rare cases of emergencies, to catch a helicopter or something.

Entertaining thoughts played out in Bijou’s mind, as her fingers remained to stretch out and bringing with them a flare every few seconds. It was much needed warmth for such a chilly night – regardless of the small size.

Bijou fell back unto the cool gravel roof, out stretched her arms, and watched the rare cloud go by.

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Puck, you can come in any way you'd like. ^__^

OoC: OH MY KAZE.

If anything confused you, or if you don't know what to do next...you know who to call XD

Ic:

“DAMNIT!”

A blond haired man swung his body around in mid air kicking an oversized bird's beak off his arm. The beast of an eagle was at least ten feet from tail to beak with a sixteen foot wing span and golden feathers sparkling in the moon's light. The strange man grabbed his arm, looking down at the metatropolis that exapanded in all directions, though he hated cites he was thankful for the light pollution, at least that night. With his blood stained hand he reached for his waist, pulling out a shimmering blade.

The giant monster screeched and pecked again for the man's arm, but instead tasted cold steel. With a grunt the magical man pushed the angry eagle back pulling his blade back to strike it down, “Piss off already,” The man hissed stabbing forward, only to have his blade caught in huge talons. Then, with a might thrust the talons tried to jerk the blade from his arm, but the man persisted causing his body to whip harshly through the air.

Flexing his arm the caped man pulled back on his captured weapon which did little more then anger the bird even more. With might flaps the two dove downwards towards the call of skyscrapers. If one was watching from below all they would have seen was a shooting star glimmering in the night, maybe they would have mad a wish.

The two crashed through the roof of the tallest building causing rocks and debris to scatter through the air and onto the ground far, far below. Groggily, the victim opened his eyes just in time to see the pale image of a beak through his dust covered eyes. Faster then a heartbeat the man rolled onto his feet to go head to head with the Bird that was now perched on the ground glaring at him ferociously.

The blond haired stranger just managed to get his blade up to catch it between the birds mighty beak. He could feel his blade start to shake as the bird clamped down even harder, showing no signs of weakening or giving up. Being no fool he knew the blade was going to break at that pace, he had to move fast, “Wind from heaven, your time is nigh-Wind, Ventus vesica” Like magic seven glimmering blades of wind formed beneath where the angry beast stood, and all at once thrust forward sending the bird spiraling upwards through the dust and back outside in the “fresh” air.

The beast was far from dead, it's eyes now blood red in it's rage. Glaring down about to nose dive the unsuspecting man, except it seems he was suspecting it as, like a flash of light, a blade found itself imbedded into the beasts chest. Game over. The blond haired man leapt through the dust and grabbed ahold of his blade, swinging it with all his might causing the bird to be split almost in half blood raining down. The man's cape settled as he landed on one side of the whole, as the beast crashed ion the other, not a single drop of blood was to be found on the figure of the victor.

With a cocky smile the man looked up only to be treated with the light green eyes of a startled women...

Bijou stood motionless as the mess fell noiseless around her, a slight haze of dust overtaking the once clear night sky; a hoarse sound emitted from the bird as it breathed its final breath. Bijou remained transfixed by the abrupt and unexpected arrival of the man, who stood erected proudly of his victory over the giant bird. Her eyebrow twitching gave the only slightest indication that she was an actual human over a statute.

The identity of the man came in no quickness to her mind, considering she’s been too many places and have seen many faces. She hadn’t quite met a man who stood the way the man before her was standing now; nor had she ever met anyone whose eyes sparkled in the vivid way his did – he was weird. Bijou couldn’t say much, on the account that, given the certain situation, nothing could be said. She could ask the man who he was, but the way he was currently presenting himself, Bijou half expecting him to boast about himself, and to ‘never forget the name’.

A few moments of silence passed, and the man’s eyes found her, and his mouth slipped into a disfigured expression. Bijou was sure to return the favor. She blinked a few times, and suddenly her mind clicked and she came to. She shook her head, sighed and rose to her feet, her eyebrows arched high on her forehead, “Well..”

Bijou looked down at the dead bird, made a few motions with her hands, but failed to express herself; her words slowly slipped from her tongue, muted. She looked at the man again and then back down at the bird and quickly spat out anything that came to mind, “What in the hell!?”

"What the hell!?" Out of all the towering buildings they could have crashed through it seemed fate had decided to pick the only one with a person atop it. Lucky.

Kaze really had two choices in dealing with the girl; he could either tell her the truth, or; he could pretend he just didn't notice her. The Archmage of wind, being mature as he is, opted for the second one and with few careful steps was already standing on the railing behind her as she followed him with her eyes. With a soundless motion Kaze tossed his weapon to the city streets far below, and made a motion to jump, but before he could he felt a small tug at his cape.

"Let me help," Kaze cringed at the small voice the girl projected, he really had no intention of getting others caught up in his trouble.

With a quick spin he tore the cape from the girls hand causing her to stumble as he looked down at her from atop his perch, "I suggest you leave these matters to me, my matters belong to me, and me alone," Kaze finished closing his eyes and crossing his arms as his black, and blue majestic cape fluttered behind him in the heavy wind.

"Don't be a fool, what if you wind up dead?" She said her eyes narrowing in malcontent.

"Why would you care if I lived or if I died?"

"Everyone deserves to live do they not?"

"Don't be naive, if I die then you can be certain it is a death brought about by me, and me alone. I shall bear the consequences of my own actions alone, no one should be brought down by my short comings,"

"Then why can't I help you, it will be my own actions and my own consequences."

"You have a sharp tongue, and a sharp mind," The blond haired man said his face perking into a half smile, "Tell Cya what, if you really want to help me so bad lets play a little game. If you can catch me than I will let you help me for a little bit," Kicking off he back flipped into the midair, stopping himself in mid air, "Ready, set, go," Kaze really had no intention of letting anybody in, nor had he any intention of letting a girl like that play him for a fool, so like a bullet he leapt onto the closest building taking off across his surface and leaping to another.

OoC: There! I posted! I didn't know where to take it so I decided to play a game of tag, sorry if I protrayed Bijou wrong in any way, she seemed like the helping sort of person...If I did anything wrong you know my number xD

He moved and talked so quickly, that Bijou stood stunned for a few minutes, still looking at the spot where he was previous standing, but no longer. She could hear him cut through the air and wind as he made his escape, and into the beginning of a game that Bijou hadn't played since she was seven. She remained where she was, pausing to soak in the blond boy's words and thoughts.

Then her head moved, towards the direction that the lightening boy took off in. She could see his tiny frame barely into the distance with adequate help from the moon still hanging high and alive in the sky. The wind picked up, ruffling the feathers of the fallen bird, carrying it's last breath into the distance, and the past. Bijou shot a look at the bird before she turned her body, getting ready for some action.

She patted her clothing down, checked any loose holes or crannies and made sure that everything was comfortably tucked in; running her fingertips over the handle of her sword knowing that she would be using it sooner than she thought.

"Alrighty then." Bijou breathed in, rolling her eyes.

Bijou took a running start, lept from one building to the next with ease, and continued hopping from one to the other, with childish glee. The night was just beginning and Bijou's body shivered with excitement, "This is gonna be fun."