The Wizard's Apprentice (RP Thread)

[ultimate_nerdslut]

Wolfwood still hadn't gotten his name but was not worried about that now. What upset he was that he kept moving away from her. She was really not aware of why he would find her upsetting, yes she was pretty and naked but was that really a horrible thing? She soon was a small dragon once more and jumped from her seat landing quite gracefully and lightly on his thigh. The small dragon seemed to have warmed generously to this man and quickly climbed up his shirt and settled herself around his neck.

It was pleasantly warm.

She was careful not to scratch him with her claws as she climbed and held on but she had no intention of moving or not going with him. She was content where she was and there wasn't a whole lot that she would let anyone do about it.

"Let me come with you?" The dragon whispered.

 

[The Jeffinator]

"Okay, thanks, Kris," Vaan said to him as he left to go open the shop. With a little extra time, the wizard showed Cassie a few more tricks. He then focused on cleaning up the dining room and kitchen, and made his way upstairs.

"Alright Feli, Odi. I'm heading out. Good luck on your training." He winked to Felicia, and then went back downstairs. "I'll be at the shop," he told Cassie as he slipped on a black hooded trenchcoat. Buttoning it up as he went, he made his way out to the driveway, looking around at the downpour of rain -- luckily, his Water Shield was still active. "Hmmm... Someone must be messing with the weather... But who..." He shrugged it off for the time being, then began chanting words for a spell.

The winds of the storm came to circle around Vaan, and that paired with a little levitation/telekinesis caused him to lift up into the sky. He turned towards Manhattan and willed the wind to push him towards Pentacle Square. Soaring through the sky, he looped around and twisted, having fun with his flight. The wind blew his hair, but his Shield kept it dry. Soon he saw the Manhattan skyline, and circled to land outside his shop, Enchantment Alley.

As Vaan sped towards the ground, he moved the wind to push up on him slightly, slowing the descent so that he gently touched down on his feet. He turned and walked into the shop, hanging up his coat and walking over to the counter. "So Kris, anything interesting?"

 

[Sean Renaud]

Jermaine exhaled a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding when the attractive lady shifted back to her less intimidating dragon form and curled around his neck. "Oh yeah. Sharpe. Jermaine Sharpe."

He started to say something else but his Detector noticed a large power passing by. . .only it was following the street if he wasn't mistaken. A wizard in a car? Jermaine shrugged and started on the neglected coffee. It was just a little while later that it went off again this time larger and passing more or less overhead. That's more like it.

"Let me come with you?" The dragon whispered in his hear. He could actually feel her breath on his skin. Great even in her dragon form she was seductive.

"I guess you can come along. Just behave, last I checked Enchantment Alley has a you broke it you bought it policy and he stocks some expensive junk." He stood up his wings adjusting to keep both of them dry until he could hail a taxi for himself.

 

[ultimate_nerdslut]

Wolfwood was a little annoyed at the behave comment. She was a good dragon. She hadn't stolen or broken anything in the coffee shop had she? No. So why would she break anything in another shop. One that did not sound like it carried food especially. The dragon snuggled in close as they went outside.

She was surprised by this man that had an obvious magical advantage. He was keeping them both dry without an umbrella.

She hadn't noticed the wings earlier.

Once they were in the cab she slipped from his neck and curled into a ball and settled into his lap. She was most pleased with this new situation she was in and she had a strong feeling that he wouldn't mind her mooching off of him if she continued to be a sweet little pet dragon.

Worse case scenario pull out that human body and see if she could maybe do some work for him. She didn't know if she should ask right away however, he didn't seem to like to look at her. "Is there something that you don't like about me?" She asked curiously.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"Is there something that you don't like about me?" Wolfwood asked as she curled into a ball on his lap. She was rather cute actually. Another adjustment and the metalic wings retracted into the backpack without damaging the cab.

"No. I like you just fine. At least as far as anybody likes little dragons." He absently started stroking her while staring out the window. It didn't normally rain anything like this it would probably pass soon enough though.

Maybe it was just that it had been a long time since he'd been in a cab rather than soaring through the air but this was taking for-fucking-ever. It seemed like the red lights were cursed. "So Wolfwood where do you live? And I apologize about asking who owned you."

 

[knight713]

His first customers of the day were a group of young female teenagers who ranged from the ages 17 to 18 years old. He watched them as they went through the store looking at what it had to offer, love potions, a potion to let them have smooth silk skin, long beautiful hair, where some of the potions they looked at. They soon came to the charms and saw them looking at good luck charms to charms that gave a person bad luck for the day.

Kris knew by the way the looked around the store the way they giggled to each other over every small detail. He knew that they had no real knowledge about magic or had very little on what each item could do. However, he saw that they settle on a large old Ouija board. Kris did not like them, people always use them to talk to ghost, who in turn could summon a demons or an evil ghost. However, it only happens occasionally, but still when it doses it spells doom for that person.

The girls quickly paid for the item, talking to each other on what they should do that night. Kris quickly gave them their change plus the stores card if they ever need anything or just in case something bad happens.

After them, hardly anyone else walked in just a few stragglers, some buying candles, books, oils and other items. Kris was looking through a file, reading the report and looking at the pictures of several bodies. From what the file said, most of them were wizards. What was very strange was that the bodies aged rapidly some of them were 30 years old and aged to well over 200 years old.

A familiar voice brought his attention back to the store; it was Vaan. He asked how things were going, and if anything interesting has happened yet.

“Not much, but we may get a call from a group of teenagers who bought a Ouija board” Kris replied as he looked up from the file.

"Do you know if there is a spell that can drain a person’s power and life force to make them immortal?" Kris asked him as he closed the file. He found several newspaper articles and cold cases in storage that had similarities but each one happened over a period of years. five to ten bodies every 100 years, but recently he found there have been an increase in the bodies over the years. In addition, the number of the years lessened.

Kris heard of a spell but it had a draw back, they had to use the spell more and more to keep up their immortality up.

 

[ultimate_nerdslut]

The dragon was quite pleased with the petting she was receiving from the man with the metal wings. She was about ready to take a nap right there in his lap when he asked her where she lived. That was an excellent question now wasn't it? She seemed unsure how to answer that right away. She tried to think of the best way to announce that she was in fact homeless.

"It's ok," she said to his apology. "I seemed like a pet it only makes sense to assume that I am someone's bet." She smiled to herself but then had to think about what she was going to say to where she was staying.

"I stay where I can find a nice warm dry spot," she admitted as if it really wasn't a big deal that she wasn't staying someplace better. She snuggled closer him not minding the spot that she was laying on. She was careful, she just didn't mind that she was laying on the thing that had caught her sense of smell earlier.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"I stay where I can find a nice warm dry spot," The dragon seemed to be relaxing quite nicely in his lap. What an eloquent way of admitting to vagrancy. The idea of letting her stay with him breifly crossed his mind but only for a moment. After all he'd killed his goldfish! And dragon was probably a bit responsibility to say nothing of how horrible all of his relationships had ended.

"So no home, no owner, no food." He smirked slightly. There were definitely worse ideas than. . .Jermaine had to stiffle that next thought for a couple of reasons. The first was he still didn't believe she wasn't psychic, he was also aware that there were four clawed paws very very close to something he held dear.

"Eh mack we're here. I swear the rain won't kill you. Faggot. " The cabbie drawled as he leaned back.

Jermaine didn't really flinch as he flung his bills into the front seat. He wasn't sure if he was insulted or impressed and decided on neither. His metallic wings again warped overhead to keep him and the dragon, now cradled in one arm almost like an infant and started walking through the city.

It was just proof that New Yorkers were a bit insane. It went from sunny to insane amounts of rain and they weren't panicking. They weren't scurrying by and large, they pulled their collars up, lowered their heads and kept at it. Most didn't even have umbrellas or coats. They weren't even impressed by Vaan's impressive show cutting a swath through the otherwise bleak skies. It seemed like Jermaine was the only one who gave it more than a glance.

The girls passed right by Jermaine on their way out and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile. "Idiots." He entered the store and only quickly glanced at the shelves. It seemed that Enchanted Alley, like most quality magic shops paid the bills by taking advantage of the masses. Of course that was a good thing, nobody really wanted seventeen year old girls running around with full strength genuine love potions. As if beer didn't cause enough problems.

Yet again his wings retracted around him and he stepped forward walking up to the counter. "I need. . .lets see what you have in the way of jewels. I'll know what it is I'm looking for when I see it. Least I hope I will."

 

[ultimate_nerdslut]

The dragon smirked with the comments from the man in whose lap she rested. She soon found herself being carried as if she was a newborn and decided that this man was a good one. She was quick to move from his arm up to rest on his shoulder. Her tail wrapped delicately around his neck so that if she did get knocked out of place she could use her tail to correct herself and not her long claws that would most certainly cut up Jermaine.

"Well if you think about it, you gave me food..." She trailed off there to let him think on that.

The dragon remained silent as she looked around the store, she spotted a man taking off his coat who had been speaking with the shopkeeper as they arrived. The little dragon didn't know if she wanted others knowing about her being able to talk just yet.

They could probably sense that she was magical but she was a dragon for crying out loud. What was more magical than that? Nothing jumped to her own mind on that particular front. She stretched her neck out to see what it was that the man she had come into the store with was looking at.

 

[knight713]

Kris was shuffling through the tarot cards, he usually dose this when he was bored. No matter what he did, how he shuffled the cards or if anyone else shuffled them, the same card would always appear. The Magician, He met with people who are skilled in Cartomancy said it was strange that the same card always appear no matter what.

Kris slowly pulled the first card off the deck and lay in down on the table face down and. Kris slowly turned over the card he drew, it was the magician; the picture depicted a man dressed in a black suit with a hat on his head. The man had the hat pulled down covering his face; his left hand was in his pocket, with a cane underneath his left armpit. In his right hand was a Black and white mask, the black side had a wide grin and its eye looked evil. The white side had no visible mouth and emotionalist eye. It was explain that if he would tap into his full potential he would become stronger. It said that the mask signifies that it was his choice of either using his power for good or evil.


“ So what do you think Vaan dose this card suit me or not” Kris replied as he held it up, at the same time he spied from the corner of his eye a man walked in with a dragon on his shoulder.

“It’s been a while since I seen a dragon like that” Kris replied as he looked at the dragon while he closed the file that lay opened on the counter. “And that dragon was a pain” Kris added to himself as he readjusted his sunglasses on his face.

“Well it depends on what you are looking for” Kris replied as he pointed to the part of the counter that held the different types of jewels. There were fire crystals, ice crystals, necklaces that held stones that could put an illusion around a person to make them look like someone else.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"Well if you think about it, you gave me food..." Wolfwood whispered. Obviously she didn't want people knowing she could talk which was fine for the moment. The problem was that he could still see her human-ish form when he heard her voice so close to his ear.

"Stop that." He tugged at her tail slightly, he hated things around his neck, to the point that most of his shirts had low necklines. "I don't mind you on my shoulder but nothing touches my throat." He muttered alittle more insistent with the next tug.

“It’s been a while since I seen a dragon like that, and that dragon was a pain” Kris added to himself as he readjusted his sunglasses on his face. Jermaine tried, and failed to hide a frown. Sunglasses. In doors. While it was raining. Somebody thinks they're cooler than me. “Well it depends on what you are looking for”

"Yeah turns out I'm not a complete idiot. I was hoping to find something. . .perhaps focusing." He held out his hand and his gauntlet appeared. "In theory it can summon up any element and focuse it into blasts or blades. I don't mean for wizards, I mean for normals. So far. . .well it fires lightning and fire well enough. I'm having trouble forming blades of anything but earth and metal." He frowned slightly glancing back and noticing the legendary Vaan. The man they still spoke of at the school like. . .well like he was the ONLY one who could walk on water. "Like I said I'll know what I want when I see it. At least I hope I will but if you could just bring out the gems. Until something better strikes me that's what I think I need."

 

[knight713]

“Can do” Kris replied as he brought out the tray that held the stones in separate compartments, he noticed his frown. He got the same reaction from others, when he wore the sunglasses, he heard people say that they could not read him.

He noticed the device on his arm, it was interesting he never seen one like that before, which he figured that the man must be an inventor. He seen and heard of wizard using an element to create bladed weapons, his teacher was a master at it; he also learned how to do it the hard way.

“We have some others in storage.” Kris replied as he walked out from behind the counter. “I’ll get them, maybe you may find what your looking for,” he added as he started for the stairs that led to the second floor, which acted as a storage room.

Kris took the time to walk up the stairs, many wizards wouldn’t take the time to walk up them, and they would just float up them or fly up them. Here he was just walking up the stairs like a normal person, which confused many people if he was a wizard.

“Let see here where did I see them last” Kris replied as he searched for the light switch, he quickly felt around but to no avail he could not find it. Then it hit him there was no light switch for the lights, Vaan used the light spell to illuminate the area when he need light to find something. “Oh well here goes” He whispered as held his right hand out. Kris slowly whispered something, as he did a small ball of light appeared in his hand. It grew from a marble size to a medium orb, the light form the orb was able to light up the room decent. Kris quickly made his way around the selves until he came to one shelf, not seeing a later to climb on to reach it he settle on using a levitating spell and floated up to the top shelf.

He quickly begun to search the shelf and soon found what he was looking for, it was an old wooden box made of dark walnut tree. Inside were various others stones, jewels, some of them where stones that are used to help focus one powers. Kris just stood there for a moment it bothered him that he remembered his mentor.

The man was skilled in using the elements in forming bladed weapons from them, and he learned the hard way in using it. Even with the spells, he learned he was forced to learn them the hard way, a way most teachers wouldn’t think of. His mentor would fight him to force him to learn a spell; his reason when a person life was in danger they will succeed if not then they will die.

 

[Sean Renaud]

Jermaine couldn't help but run his finger along his throat again loosening the small dragon's grip. Even after she moved he'd still be able to feel it for a while. It was a pet peeve that kept him out of a lot of professional settings. Ties, even tight collars just. . .well it felt like a noose. He knew it wasn't and could keep his irrational fear undercontrol when he had to but that didn't stop him from going out of his way to avoid the feeling in the first place.

He watched the other. . .man? Usually wizards ran these kinds of shops but wizards didn't walk. Well most didn't a quick glance at his detector and the man registered fairly strongly. Not as strongly as the other who'd entered the shop but still powerful in his own right. Maybe he was trying to conceal his power or maybe he just didn't want to scare the regulars. It didn't really matter.

Jermaine glanced up the stairs where the clerk had remained then started perusing the items behind the desk. Lots of expensive wares. "I don't suppose your facility has a testing room. I'd hate to damage something testing this. At this point calling it a prototype is a little polite. It's more like a mock up. I'm pretty sure I got most of the kinks out of it though."

 

[The Jeffinator]

As Vaan talked with Kris, he presented a folder. "Do you know if there is a spell that can drain a person’s power and life force to make them immortal?" Kris asked him as he closed the file. Vaan thought about it a moment.

"Well, sure," he explained, "but you'd have to dig pretty deep in Necromancy. Despite being a mostly forbidden art, there sure seem to be a lot of necromancers around. You might want to go talk to old man Grimstein -- he was a huge necromancer back in the fifties. Caused a lot of problems. He spent decades in prison, but in recent years he turned over a new leaf. He runs a rehab center for those who want to leave behind the Dark Arts over on Triton Avenue. He might prove helpful."

Vaan turned to go do some paperwork, when Kris mentioned the tarot card with the man holding the mask. “So, what do you think, Vaan, does this card suit me or not?” he replied as he held it up.

"Ha," Vaan snickered. "I think that suits everyone -- the inner struggle between good and evil, my friend." His eyes followed Kris' to see the man with the little dragon on his shoulder. "Yeah, she's a cute little thing. But don't tell Feli I said that, she'd scratch my eyes out and then use my laundry bin as a litterbox. Odi would help her, too."

"Good morning," he nodded to the man with the dragon as he made eye contact, and then focused on writing notes on a pad while Kris took care of the customer. Then, when he mentioned a testing area, Vaan thought for a moment. "Well, not here, but at my house, the attic has many layers of protection spells -- all the wizards in my family of the last several generations have trained there, so it is destruction-proof, haha. If you want, I can take you there to try it out."

 

[Sean Renaud]

"Well, not here, but at my house, the attic has many layers of protection spells -- all the wizards in my family of the last several generations have trained there, so it is destruction-proof, haha. If you want, I can take you there to try it out," Vaan graciously offered.

"I'd hate to impose and you've a store to run. If we were to do that though would you be willing to bring several of the stones. I have a pretty good idea of what I need but it's delicate work and while I can narrow it down quickly enough it's easier to just do a bit of trial and error."

 

[ultimate_nerdslut]

Wolfwood didn't like him shooing her tail away from his neck but did as he asked, who was she not to? The small dragon felt herself smiling at the man who spoke kindly of her to the others.

"Yeah, she's a cute little thing. But don't tell Feli I said that, she'd scratch my eyes out and then use my laundry bin as a litterbox. Odi would help her, too."

"Who is Feli?" The small dragon asked before she could stop herself. She knew that they were probably all staring at her now. She figured that she might as well change from the small dragon to the half dragon half human form that the man, whose shoulder she sat upon, had obviously enjoyed.

She slipped from this shoulder before changing.

Wolfwood smiled at the men talking. She tried to keep her tail close so as not to break anything.

 

[The Jeffinator]

"I'd hate to impose and you've a store to run. If we were to do that though would you be willing to bring several of the stones. I have a pretty good idea of what I need but it's delicate work and while I can narrow it down quickly enough it's easier to just do a bit of trial and error."

"Yeah, sure," agreed Vaan. "We can do that. Kris can look out for the shop, so just let me know whenever you want to head to my place." As they worked out a time to go, Vaan saw the dragon look curiously at him, as if she had been holding back a question.

"Who is Feli?" Hmmm. She does talk. Oh. And she morphs. Cool.

"Feli is my animal companion, much as you are to -- I'm sorry, I didn't get your name?" Vaan smiled as he looked to the man and then back to the dragon. "But yeah, Feli is a cat who can change forms, much like you just did."

 

[Sean Renaud]

Jermaine glanced at Wolfwood when she spoke then quickly turned away when she started to shift. If he was going to keep her around sooner or later he was going to have to get used to the fact that she wasn't shy, that apparently was something a bit too close to human for her to emulate. He was about to say somthing to her but Vaan didn't seem bothered by her nudity either,he just continued talking as if nothing had happened.

"I'm Jermaine. Jermaine Sharpe and this is Wolfwood. The highly attractive shapeshifting dragon of some sort that seems bound and determined to follow me home. I'm not complaining I'm just. . .yeah beautiful women don't follow me home. And dragons, I never saw one this small before. So while I'm on that subject you wouldn't have any books on dragons would ya?"

Jermaine turned his head toward the door and outside it was still coming down. In all his years he'd never seen a storm of this magnitude just happpen. Cats and dogs didn't cover the deluge, it's more like Dire Wolves and Sabretoothed Tigers. "I don't suppose you teleport. I'm in no mood to step back out into that storm and flying-" He extended his wings just slightly and rapped it with a fingernail, "-with metal wings in a rain storm-" He was interupted first by a bolt of lightning that lit up the room and then later by the thunder, "-is a little too much like trying to die for my tastes. Or we could take a cab, that's how I got here as embarassing as that is for a wizard."

It only took a few minutes for him to pick out a few dozen of the stones, roughtly four of each of the main colors just slight differences in the size or cut. "This should be plenty for calibration purposes. If not there is always tommorow."

 

[knight713]

Kris slowly reached into his pocket of the coat and pulled out a ring, encrusted in the ring were many small red stones. He sat the box down on the floor and held out his hand, a small glow of energy soon appeared in the palm of his hand. It quickly transformed into a flame, the shape of a sword quickly formed in his hand as he wrapped his fingers around the handle. This was one of a few items his mentor ever gave him, it was strange near the end of his apprenticeship he acted more kindly to him.

Kris quickly made his way back to the stairs, he didn’t want to make the man wait any longer than he had to.


The ball of light he had formed soon dissipated as he neared the stairs, it soon vanished entirely once he hit the first step. Kris slowly walked down the stairs with the box in his hands, Kris suddenly stop on a step when he saw the woman standing next top the man. Their was no bell at the opening of the door and
He didn’t see the dragon anymore and figured that it was her.


“ Here’s some more jewels and stones you can look at.” Kris replied as he sat the box down on the table, “ Ma’am.” Kris said as he walked behind the counter once again. He had walked in when he heard Vaan ask for their names and he told them about Feli.