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Runner pushed open the door, poking his head through the opening and looking around before walking in. He wore a black hoodie with the word "Clemson" written in bolded orange lettering on the front, with a pair of jeans and shoes. The weirdest part about his was the fact that he held a cast iron skillet in his left hand, leaning slightly because of the weight. While he gave off no magic himself, there was something odd about his that was hard to pin down. Like he knew something no one else did.
"Hello." Calix said the guy as he finished up then went back to one of the boxes and emptied it out. "Would you like a drink. Or are you just hanging out here like everyone else." Calix said looking around the room.
(Does Calix have any magical abilities? Runner typically reads the magic off of someone and tell them what they can do)
(Yeah, he is an angel. has some basic angel magicy stuff.)
Runner stared at Calix for a moment, his hazel eyes flashing slightly. "Something holy. Very regal, very ancient, very powerful…an angel?" He tilted his head, for he wasn't 100% sure of the energy he was getting off of him.
Calix tossed a box across the room and nodded his head. Then he walked to the bar and went behind the counter. "Want anything to drink?"
"Yeah, actually. Got, like, a Coke?" He asked, sitting down at the bar.
"Probably." He said then looked around and then grabbed a coke and handed it to the guy. "There you go."
"Thanks." He unscrewed the plastic cap, took a small skip, then returned the lid back to its spot.
Calix nodded then reorganized the cups.
"You asked if I came here to just hang out. Is that a usual thing?"
"Well, yeah. Half of the people here have ordered only water. Many people just chat."
"Huh. I'd probably order something a little stronger if I was of age. Seems little disrespectful otherwise."
Firiko studied the new guy from the rafters, rolling his eyes as his large red feathered wings hung down a little.
Damian sighed, his was playing with a wisp of shadow, thinking about what to do next.
(Both are half human half wolf, and Firiko has wings, both are in human form, Damian has dark hair, Firiko has red hair, Firiko is a fire, spirit and harmony/light element. Damian is a shadow element.)
Calix nodded. "Well most don't get drunk here. Or have stopped getting drunk here. There have been many incidents."
He heard the sigh and turned to the man. "Something wild. Canine. But that isn't all. You," he pointed to Damian. "Dark. Ancient. From before man was man." He looked up, directly at Firiko. "Same thing for you, but something more raw. Aggressive. Like a flame."
Firiko gave him a weird look, "What in the world are you talking about??"
He shook his head. "No, not flame, not aggressive….Something similar, yet total opposite….light?"
"Seriously what are you talking about?" asked Damian, noticing the conversation.
"I sense the energy off of you two. Untapped, granted, but still very powerful."
Damian shrugged, rolling his eyes, "So you sense auras?" he asked.
"More than that. I could explain to you the exact abilities you have or still could, when, and even where you got your magic. Such as the wolf in you two. Obviously since birth."
Damian blinked in surprise,
"Well that's a first" commented Firiko.
He could tell them all of these things, yet gave off no magic. All of the signs pointed to him being normal, yet he just read the two like open books.
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