[center][h1][color=cyan]Vesper[/color][/h1][/center]
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[i][color=cyan] There really is no limit to the craziness surrounding this place, [/color][/i] Vesper thought as a glowing eye emerged behind him. He was just running the mop across the floor and nearly dropped it as the voice boomed through the bar. Quickly, he turned back to Scarper.

[color=cyan] ”Pleasure to meet you, sir. My name’s Vesper. I’ve been running some odd jobs around here for a couple months now.” [/color] he stated brightly.

 Vesper would’ve smiled had he a mouth of some kind, but his plasmatic body was still a little bit unusual even to himself. It had taken awhile to control the electricity surging from his body and keep it from severely harming those around him. Shaping the form was still a little beyond him. Having the armor helped to keep it in a humanoid form for the most part (though he still didn’t have legs. He didn’t really see a point in them). Instead, he’d last with just a pair of emotion-charged eyes on his electrically charged body.

 The eye’s command seemed to grab Scarper’s attention, so Vesper quietly floated backwards to leave him be, and right before he could take off he heard another voice from behind him.

[i] “Hello—lightning elemental, right?” [/i] the voice announced, and immediately Vesper spun back around, keeping the mop close so as to not whack someone with soaked, wet material. Vesper’s eyes widened upon seeing the image of a mostly-human woman with longer hair. The way she stared at him and the questions she asked quickly triggered the idea in his mind that she likely wasn’t human at all.

 [color=cyan] “The ‘heavens’? I don’t – oh…” [/color] Vesper sighed.

 This wasn’t the first time he’d run into this situation. It was natural to assume that he was a lightning elemental like every other. He’d heard other airborne species discussing the likes of weather elementals in the skies and the time they spend controlling the natural elements.

 His eyes cast a forlorn glow as the entirety of his body seemed to dim ever so slightly.

 No. He wasn’t like them.

 [color=cyan] “I’ve never been in the skies, unfortunately. I’m not… I – I am not an elemental in the ‘natural’ sense, if you know what I mean…" [/color]

 Thoughts flashed of magic energies and catalysts forging a form from nature. Of unnatural forces shaping lightning. 

 He thought of [color=blue][i]That Mage[/i][/color] again with a sharp spark of electricity within himself.

 Then his eyes perked up again, and luminescence returned to his body, [color=cyan] Anyhow, you’re some type of nature-being too, then, right? A sylph, maybe?” [/color] he said, [color=cyan] “I didn’t recognize it right away, but there’s a bit of ‘wispy-ness’ to you. You look quite… human." [/color] 

[@Dusksong]