From Another Place [*FLAILS*]

The names rolled off his head like beads of rain spattering over his helmet – he could assume those were the names of her friends though it was hard to understand how they were. He’d stare over at her, listening to her “Well…If I can remember, I used to be a vigilante with no powers what-so-ever. However for I short while I became a artifact hunter. What you see before yourself is my hobby.” He’d explain, as he’d set aside another book.

“I’m pretty well versed in magic myself – I tend to focus on alternating from Illusionary to physical and aggressive projectiles to confuse villains, at other times I could just throw them through a wall..” He’d chuckle, though he claimed to know about sorcery and the like that did not mean that he was not hasty. He’d look through the books, not really paying mind to the word. He couldn’t help but let a little laugh “Heh…almost like a date…” He’d hesitate “With a book.”

He’d scroll through the book before he’d find something relavent “Hmm…this might do it… Then again it doesn’t look right.” He’d confess, though he might have just been trying to worm his way out of being put back in his own time and place. Though he’d hand over abook, his thum leaving a slight outline, glowing with magical residue to highlight the spell and asociated details.


The spell suprisingly enough appeared to ba an unusually easy incantation, though included that it required an indifined amount of concentration and focus, too much or too little may have sent him who knew where “Think it will work?”