[color=lightyellow]"Mort, I feel like you're wasting my time."[/color] The boy muttered.
[color=purple][i]What's that supposed to mean?[/i][/color] The demon asked.
[color=lightyellow]"All you're doing is telling me how much better everyone on this boat is when compared to me."[/color]
[color=purple][i]That's because they are.[/i][/color]
Richard's expression flickered for a moment, showing his annoyance.
[color=lightyellow]"I am NOT worse at magic than the stench mage."[/color]
[color=purple][i]Even IF that was true, it's not like you would win the fight.[/i][/color] Mortimer retorted dismissively. [color=purple][i]I'm just trying to help you out, you know.[/i][/color]
[color=lightyellow]"Seems like all you're doing is insulting me."[/color]
[color=purple][i]Look kid, I wish I didn't have to-[/i][/color]
[color=lightyellow]"That's definitely a lie."[/color]
[color=purple][i]But the fact is you're so pathetic I don't have much of a choice.[/i][/color]
Richard frowned in annoyance.
[color=lightyellow][i]I'm really not that bad.[/i][/color]
He wanted to say it but he knew arguing wouldn't help.
[color=purple][i]Since I've got a stake in this, it's my job to ensure that you know everything that could be a threat to us.[/i][/color] Mortimer continued, ignoring the boy's thoughts. [color=purple][i]So that you don't get blindsided by people like-[/i][/color]

[quote][color=red]"hey you there with the book in your hands! Can you communicate with one too?"[/color][/quote]
Said a young voice. Richard turned to the source of the voice, and was met with one of the most terrifying creatures he had ever seen. Mortimer cursed in his mind.
[color=purple][i]Oh hells.[/i][/color]

The girl he had heard was there, younger than he had expected anyone attending the academy to be. Around her floated 3 menacing creatures. They looked like men made of rags, floating in a loose formation in front of the girl. Inside the rags he could see only darkness, and he was sure he did not want to be on the business end of the scythes they held in their hands. Outwardly the boy was smiling lightly, if a little confused. Inwardly, he was in turmoil. Who was this girl? What were those things around her? What had she asked, and why had she asked him?
[color=purple][i]Just say something, moron.[/i][/color] Mortimer said suddenly.
[color=lightyellow][i]Mort, what am I looking at?[/i][/color] The boy asked in his head.
[color=purple][i]No clue. But you're making a scene. Just say something, anything.[/i][/color]
After a short pause Richard opened his mouth to speak.
[color=lightyellow]"Uh... What?"[/color]
Mortimer sighed in resignation.
[color=purple][i]Oh hells.[/i][/color]

[@Katthaj]