[b]Nero[/b]

A pondering shadowy figure was perched on a roof, as he gazed down at the embarrassing group of magi. He wasn't sure what was going on but he sat he smiled to himself at the show. He grinned at them as they began to fight, and watched as another mage used his magic to help one of them up. Then he watched the cute girl come over at try to break them up, and was surprised when he saw her begin to strip right in the middle of the street. She had no regard to anyone around her, mage and mortal alike...

This shadowy figure was Nero, the mage slayer, and he was snacking on a few small lacrima. Sparks flew out of his mouth, along with small bits of flame and other things. The rings on his fingers seemed to intensify in the small bit of light they gave off every time he took a bit. His eyes glimmered a tiny bit of light, which were masked by his rose tinted gold rimmed glasses. Munching on each little crystal, his sharp yellowed teeth glinting in the light.

He decided that he should intervene, the girl was making a fool of herself down their. He jumped down, using a tiny bit of magic to slow his fall, and landed beside the group of magi. He chimed in with the silver haired fellow, looking at the striping woman. "Hey, mage, your making a fool of yourself. Realy all of you are, I'd say I was ashamed to call myself a mage but to be honest I don't care. I just wanted an excuse to meet some of you is all." He extended one hand from the shadowy inside of his cloak, and he made a gesture of hello to the magi.