[b]penny[/b]

Penny waited, leaning against a wall, watching the crowd as they passed her. She wasn't disturbed, perhaps it was the mark, seen on her shoulder with ease, or maybe people were just too busy. So penny crowd watched, and eventually she enjoyed herself by creating up stories.

When damian returned, summoning a blade, she gave a laugh, and within seconds, had transformed into her fiery self and soared into the air, as always the freedom of being in the air.

She soared, happy.


[b]michael[/b]

Michael spluttered but before he had any time tore act they had reached the town, and michael sensed a sport, awaiting a contract. He practically fell off the horse, scrambling TK quickly try and summon the spirit, if he was sending it that meant he had a chance at a new spirit contract.

[color=00a651]"I-i summon thee, spirit, so that we may converse and bond"[/color] it was lame, Michael knew, but it worked. Well it had worked so far. He knew he probably looked half a fool, with his hand held out, waiting, but again, he didn't care