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Now the question was answered. "So the answer is 'yes'." Alfred nodded, flashing out a small penguin sculpture made from ice in but an instant. He gazed upon his creation, applying finishing touches where he saw them fit.

"Hmm.", Alfred looked back at Ameliya. "We both have quite the body count, but yours is undoubtedly higher. I count ten sorcerers, who had shackled Frosty to their will for centuries, and a few dozen of their cohorts and guardians as casualties of my… ehem… crusade. There are more in the list…"
[@The Man Emperor]
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[color=9e0039]"You got caught for only killing ten men?"[/color] Ameliya asked in a bit of disbelief at Alfred,[color=9e0039] "you must have created one hell of a scene." [/color]

Her hand reached out towards the little penguin, and the flame back in her hands flickered from her palm to her fingers. The fire then jumped from her hand and swirled around the small ice figure, melting into a tiny puddle.

Ameliya then looked back at Alfred, [color=9e0039]"Thought a quiet man like you would have been a bit smarter than that."[/color]


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“Rowdy bunch, aren’t they,” he attempts to smile, though there is a slight frown at the sound of his own voice. He doesn’t speak too often to people, and he often doesn’t remember the sound of his own voice. Quiet, hoarse. A bit scratchy to his own ears, “I have seen the both of you around.” he frowns further, because now this is becoming awkward. It’s clear to him and anyone else around he doesn’t see anything, it’s just a matter of speech people use, “I am attempting to greet you.” He is specifically speaking to the nebula, but didn’t mind them both answering. He realized now how evident it has become how little he talks to other people, “Lock, it’s a pleasure.” now he’s just frowning, realizing how strange he comes off.
[@TheRedWatcher]
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Whirling around in her seat, Ameliya turned to look at the gaunt man in front of her with combative surprise. Exactly how long had this guy been hanging out behind them?! With all the conversation and general noise from the table, she hadn't even heard him come up to them.

Ameliya's eyes quickly looked over the man as she tried to figure out how much of a threat he was. Taking in all his features, she quickly questioned how this guy was still alive. He looked like a poster child for famine or even maybe anorexia. Then of course there was the fact that his milky white eyes didn't seem to be helping him much. Sure he didn't look like he would be much of a physical threat, but she knew well enough that in here that wasn't the biggest tell.

An arched eyebrow questioned the man as she heard him say he had seen them both around. It was about how she realised that he was talking to both her and Rue. Then like an afterthought, she remembered wait see... 

That was when the strange man said he was attempting to greet them, and honestly with the mix between this odd emaciated figure and him by accident saying he saw them when he was blind. Well, a bark of a laugh escaped from Ameliya's mouth, this place was definitely filled with interesting characters. 

[color=9e0039]"Ameliya,"[/color] She said with a rare smile now upon her face, [color=9e0039]"This one is Rue."[/color]