[h1]Alistair Glas[/h1]

This Renatus kid was getting real bothersome for Alistair to deal with. He gave him a vague enough answer that he grew a little suspect of the boys intentions but never the less. His suggestion caused Alistair's interest to perk. He was quite the fan of chalking sideboards. It went back to memories of his youth where he did just that Practice writing them on the ground and then rubbing them out with his fingers. Ah the joy of youth but that wasn't anywhere near as fun as carving traps into places like some sort of hacker installing back doors into software.  

Still, the boy seemed to show interest in his little craft. He wasn't going to go into detail, but maybe he could. No. Magic wasn't something to be shared with commoners. if the young Renatus was hiding something from him. He wasn't going to be all privy with his secrets. So he decided to play it off. "Yea, Its from a book series I once read, it was quite interesting. So I decided to just start drawing the stuff from it as an... artistic expression?" He said with a yawn at the end, tired of trying to explain it though it seemed the boy wanted more pressing things. Alistair followed the boy quietly, as they walked out of the school to the nearest parking complex, a disgusting yellow car the highlight of the parking lot. If he was an anarchist, that car would be blown up. Very quickly. 

Still, he had something to respond to. "What rumours are you referring to?" Alistair said with a rather prying voice. As if to ask 'why? why do [i]you[/i] want to know about rumours?' It was simply strange. Though now it was Alistair's time to ask a question. "Are you being one hundred percent honest with me Renatus?" Alistair said with a slight head tilt. Something was definitely off about the boys actions. Though Alistair was too tired to pin it to anything. The yellow car was so disgustingly distracting.