[color=aba000][b][h3]Andreim Volkazar[/h3][/b][/color]

Some time had passed since he were at the graveyard, and his encounter with the spectral mephisto student had taken place. His clothing were now dry and he was standing outside one of the local clothing stores, one which he had visited on some rare occasions due to their sortiment of military like clothing. Andreim opened the door to the store, stepping inside and taking a look around, there were a few customers about and a woman with eyeglasses behind the counter.

He politely nodded to her in greeting as she said welcome to her store. The young man walked over towards the clothing racks and after some searching he found a fitting green shirt with pockets on it and fitting green pants. He looked them over to check the quality, and then after accepting that they would indeed do, the young man walked over to the cashier.

[b][color=aba000]"Excuse me, how many of these do you have?"[/color][/b] Andreim asked as he put the shirt and pants at the counter. 

[color=f6989d]"Hey sweetie, these would look great on you. How many do you need?"[/color] The woman smiled with her eyes closed to Andreim, who seemed bothered by being called sweetie.

[b][color=aba000]"All of them."[/color][/b] He said in a firm tone, setting his eyes right into the womans as her eyes opened abit surprised.

[color=f6989d]"All of them? Oh.. dear.. that's alot of shirts and pants, I-I could take a look at the storage, I think we have something around a hundred. But how are you going to pay for all of this? Do your parents know about this?"[/color] The cashier asked, lifting her eyebrows as she adjusted her eyeglasses.

[b][color=aba000]"My parents are not around. I have a card with the money necessary, don't worry."[/color][/b] Andreim said in a reassuring manner, if not abit cold as he waited for the woman to go into the storage to gather all the things he needed.

[color=f6989d]"Oh, allrighty then."[/color] The woman said biting her lower lip, as she opened the door to the storage, confirming after awhile they had plenty in storage.

[color=f6989d]"We have currently ninety seven pairs of shirts and pants, how are you going to do with transport?"[/color] The woman asked as she returned to the counter.

[b][color=aba000]"Please put them in plastic bags and close them up. I have a means of transportation. Besides I don't have far to go."[/color][/b] Andreim said with a smirk on his lips, while he waited for the woman to count just how much he would have to pay.

Half an hour later, after much packaging and payment having been done, the young man asked the woman to help him carry the bags out into the street, and when all of them had been gathered, the young man began to form a large water vortex in his right hand. Then he tossed bag after bag into the vortex with his left hand, having them swirl around within it. The weight of the bags would not go down against Andreim, but rather be spent twirling around and around, and around. Like clothing in a washing machine.

The cashier blinked and had a shocked look on her face. [color=f6989d]"Oh! Be careful to not drop any of them!"[/color] She yelled as she moved inside of her store again. The young man waited until all the bags were in the vortex and he began to form a smaller vortex under his feet, using it to carry himself over the ground, spinning away along the street. The odd sight catching alot of glances by passerbys. It took him awhile, but soon he reached his destination, St.Laurel's school. He gently manipulated his large vortex to slowly reduce the speed of the whirling water, to make sure the plastic bags and the clothes within wouldn't be ruined.

He had to make sure none would steal his things, thus he used his water manipulation along the school corridor then attuning to cold, creating a slippery cold floor. Just like an iceskating arena. Then he arranged all the bags in a row and once they had been arranged, he rushed against them and slid all the way towards his dorm door.

[b][color=aba000]"That was easy."[/color][/b] He smirked and patted one of the bags with his right hand, before attuning to heat, causing the ice nearby to melt, albeit leaving ice along the rest of the corridor. He inserted the key, and twisted it inside of the door, opening the room, then tossing bag after bag into the room. The young man gave a satisfied smirk as the last of the bags were thrown into the room, then he locked the door and looked down the corridor. He had to clean up the ice before someone would slip. He held out his right hand and attuned to heat to melt the ice, causing it to turn into steam.

[color=aba000][i]'That will do'[/i][/color] He thought and then headed outdoors, breathing out abit. Seeing a helicopter fly by over him. 

[b][color=aba000]"Guess theres alot of clean-up to do. What a mess..."[/color][/b] He said to himself, as the soothing and unmistakenly beautiful voice of his dear lady Liselotte caught his attention. She was speaking through the speakers of the school.

There were going to be a masquerade ball, such lovely timing, she was truly his destined twin star. It would prove to be the perfect recruitment ground for the youth movement which would be born. It was as if the gods themselves were on his side, to bring all this chaos under control with supreme order. A youth movement to fight against the evil, which the city officials and others cannot do a thing about. To raise an armed militia may be seen as a threat to the leadership of rhea, but an unarmed force of youth doing good for the city would be the perfect base for what would eventually become the forefront of the new Rhea.

[i][color=aba000]'Our dream is soon about to be realized, one step at a time. I will realize this dream and also have you along with me Lise, I have all I need in order to set forth. My focus and my heart are in unity. The indecisiveness of the current leadership is making the guilty go free and the innocent suffer. What Rhea needs is an all powerful leader to guide the rest away from all this chaos, an emperor and his empire.'[/color][/i] The young man thought, as he smiled in a satisfied manner to the nearby speaker system of the school.

[color=aba000][b]"Let's wear some masks for now milady, til the moment comes for the coup de grace."[/b][/color] The young man began to softly chuckle.