A learning experience [Odephris]

[Errol Grey]

The forest; possibly not the best place for a firebug of a sorcerer like Errol to be hanging around, but lighting stray fires and causing anguish wasn't his modus operandi. Infact, he preferred to keep the natural beauty that was this land intact for all to see, including himself. He marveled at the tall trees as he walked along the dirt path cut through the forest. It was an average day, sunny, clear skies; much to Errol's dismay. He would have liked to look at some of the cloud formations as he made his way through the forest. Errol was looking to take his time going through the forest, in hopes that he would come across someone powerful. He had heard tales the many magical creatures, even powerful wizards, came to this place to get in tune with natural spirits.

A light breeze picked up his draping tan cloak, his now revealed tome hanging from a thick leather strap over his shoulder, which crossed his chest. Light blue eyes scanned the edges of the forest on either side of him, tall oaks, thick chestnuts, a few other amazing looking trees he could not identify off heart caught his eye instead of the clouds. It seemed he had quite a bit to keep himself preoccupied on his trip. Errol's final destination, he hoped, would be a harbor or port where he could join a voyage, and hopefully meet others who have heard tale of powerful wizards, sages, or magi that would offer to teach him.

He wondered what lay in wait behind those trees, though, and it worried him slightly. Not too much, but enough to get him on guard. Errol knew how to quickly muster a small fireball and scare off any predators that could be lurking, and his negative thoughts were quickly pushed away. He always said to himself, if it gets bad, it can only get better from there. Errol smiled to himself as he kept a slow pace along the dirt path, his smile hidden by the high collar of his tan cloak. It was warm, breezy, and an altogether cheery day for a walk, and negativity would only make things take a turn for the worse, so he kept on thinking in a positive manner, thinking of how he will expand his magical abilities through powerful mentors. Warmth washed over the young man as he breathed in deeply, the world was his apple, and it was time to take a bite out of it.

[odephrisdrousea]

words: three-hundred and thirty five
doll: Odephris
opposing errol grey
notes: sorry if its crappy, still breaking out of my terrible writers block >.< i hope the next one could be better.
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To her, the forest was lovely. The flowers were perkey and happy with the way the weather was acting lately, and she wouldn't have had it any other way, of course, it had seemed that her visions were to her favour most recently because little had she known, the forest brought into it a visitor. She could smell it on the winds. Taking refuge behind a tree for now she refused to let another see her that wasn't naturally from these forests, leaping she'd join the height of the canopy and soar freely in the open sky, before spotting the smell, hovering over him with high attempts to keep her shadow out of he veiw so that she wouldn't be spotted, however, even then so she'd be able to move quick enough to where his eyes would hopefully adjust thinking that she had just been a mere bird, in a close range area.

Placing her fingertips to her lips lightly, she'd let out a small sound, almost like a giggle as she further watched him. Wings continued to flicker about as she followed above slowly. She wondered way to much at what this boy was up to, to continue sniffing and swimming. But no, this male had come into her home, and she wanted to know his intentions, if her own brain would not. Lowering closer to the trees, she'd peek through the leaves, and let out an audioable snort. She phase out words before disappearing again, What are you doing here she pushed out, the location of the voice unknown, as she found herself another section to rest in. you better not cause any trouble she hissed out twords him. The Water Fae was intent on knowing his buisness, he smelt of difference compared to the last male she had encountered. She grinned. Before pushing out You smell funny boy, she'd let out a cute giggle before shifting into another tree, her ember eyes peeking around corners in attempts to keep hidden.

[Errol Grey]

Errol's big bite out of the world as an apple would have to wait. A feeling began to wash over him; as if he were no longer alone on his little excursion. Strange that just a moment ago, Errol was feeling on top of the world, and now reality came crashing down like a ton of bricks. He did not stop in his tracks, though, he kept his walking pace, however his guard was officially up. Errol's blue eyes darted from left to right, not knowing what to look out for, but hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever it was that he felt was watching him. It was funny, that feeling of being watched, like prickles on the back of your head or neck, you know its there, but when you look it vanishes. He kept a good look out, of course it was only in front of him, and it never really dawned upon him to look to his sides, or even behind him. He relied on his ears for that much, if he heard heavy footsteps, as if someone were to run up on him, he would hear it and turn to face them. Errol much disliked underhandedness, and sneakiness. It was somewhat dishonorable in his view, as if you could not figuratively win any other way then if you had used the shadows as your shield. He made an annoyed face underneath the high collar of his cloak.

Listening around him, Errol could only hear the gentle breeze which had picked up his cloak in its fair tendrils wisp and wash through the canopies and branches of the forest. It was soothing, but not enough to put Errol at complete ease. He would periodically look down at where he was walking, seeing a light shadow pass by, but thinking it far too fast to be anything but a bird. It put Errol more at ease for the time being, unfortunately soon afterward, and quite a few more steps down the path all of his suspicions of being watched were confirmed when, from a location even he could not confirm, a giggle, ever so quiet, perked his interest. This stopped him in his tracks immediately, and he turned around on his heels to look around, darting his eyes around as if to see the feminine voice that created the sound. Errol stood silently for what felt like many minutes, looking around, and for a time, it was only the gentle breeze again. What could only be described as a snort broke the calm silence that the breeze had created, and caught Errol's ears and eyes, forcing him to look to his right. Nothing was to be seen, though, it was as if something, or someone, was toying with him. Catching him flat-footed when the voice he recognized made the giggle, being the type to note female voices, should he hear them again, called out in a stern manner from a location he could not determine. "What are you doing here" the voice demanded of him. Errol could do nothing but freeze for a moment, opening his mouth to answer, but being cut off by the same voice, still indeterminate in the location from which it originated, commanding him. "You better not cause any trouble" the voice hissed at him, though he could have caused plenty of trouble long before the voice had gotten to him, he was taken aback all the same. Errol left his mouth hanging open, looking around as if to try and find out where the voice had come from, trying with much zeal. His eyes darted from left to right, and even to the canopies, but nothing stood out, nothing that was even remotely shaped like a human was hiding within visual distance of the young man. All of the sudden, the voice seemed to change, still feminine, but less scolding, well at least somewhat less scolding. "You smell funny, boy" the voice commented, followed by a giggle that caused Errol to pull an expression of sheer confusion. He grasped at his cloak and pulled it up to his face, sniffing it for himself; only to smell nothing out of the ordinary. The voice was indeed female, and he didn't want to smell bad in front of a lady, especially one that he could try and charm.

Errol dropped his cloak from his face, and stood his ground tall. He felt a reply would be in order, but what? He didn't want to insult a girl, even if she was quite rude in her manner of introduction. Realizing darting his eyes around would only allow the owner of the voice to find a way to dodge him much more easily, he began to slowly scan what he could in front of him. "Well, I don't smell anything but a beautiful day!" Errol retorted, feeling a bit smug that he came up with that all by himself. He crossed his arms over his chest and smirked, standing tall and raising his chin. "Why don't you come out of hiding and enjoy it with me?!" he shouted out, his smirk growing ever wider, hoping his enticement and obvious non-threatening demeanor would win over the owner of this mysterious voice. If she was half as good looking as her voice sounded, well, Errol would drop to his knees immediately in worship.

[odephrisdrousea]

Laughed out twords him, still hidden in the shadows that the forest provided for the faerie. Her wings flickered lightly as she smiled inwardly as he stated that he didn't smell anything. It's not a bad thing, that you smell funny running her finger over the tree bark before waiting a bit longer to speak out to him once more. Before stepping around the corner of the tree and standing behind him. Mn, now. Why would i want to enjoy it with a boy, when i enjoy this day, and all others by myself, everyday she grinned and placed her hands on her hips. Long, pink hair flowing over her shoulders as she waited to see what he'd do when he say her standing there, she was perhaps short in height, but it wasn't height she was worried about. She was curious to what he'd say about seeing a girl standing before him , with not one, but two sets of wings. She'd let out an open giggle as her eyes never left his.

Well, dont just stand there, turn around she huffed with a smile wiggling her wings she stepped closer to him and glared, he smelt, of something burnt. She wasn't going to be rude to him, no. She'd be nice, and less blunt for now, untill she figures that he would need it. Now that she had come out from hiding, she didn't know much else to say to the male that had entered the forest and tainted it with yet again, another human being. Even if he wasn't full, because he certianly to her didn't smell full. It didn't help much, that she didn't know what this one was like, simply because well, she wasn't a mind reader, and her head wouldn't certainly tell her. Her purple nails tapped against her side as her hands kept there. Waiting. Paitently.

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words: three hundred and sixteen v.v
doll: odephris
phantom: errol grey
notes: omg. this is gross, sorry hun!

[Errol Grey]

He raised his chin from underneath the high collar of his cloak, and gave it a light scratch with his index finger. Ever the optimist, Errol waited for a good sign but was only met with more laughter. Confused as to whether this was at him, or merely at his comments, he pulled a face that screamed his state of confusion. Dropping his hand from his chin and hiding half his face underneath his high collar, mostly from confusion and embarrassment, Errol would pick up the feminine voice again speaking from a location unbeknownst to the young Sorcerer. "Its not a bad thing that you smell funny" she would explain, though Errol felt quite to the contrary. He breathed into his collar to smell his breath, as maybe that was it? But nothing really caught his nose as particularly 'funny' about anything he smelt. He kept silent, listening to only the whistling tunes of a few sparse birds, and the breeze passing both through the trees and over his ears. He heard nothing; no footsteps, or anything that would give away the position of the owner of this intriguing voice. Again the voice revealed itself, and to Errol's surprise, it seemed as if it were coming from behind him, though he merely though it as trickery by his ears. "Mn, now. Why would I want to enjoy it with a boy, when I enjoy this day, and all others by myself, everyday." Errol thought about this comment, why? Because Errol is a thinker, and think he did. His only real thought about it, however, was what a lonely existence it must be to spend every day alone, even if you did enjoy it. He felt a little saddened by her, but he kept an outward sense of positive feelings.

Errol was surprised yet again by the voice which sounded closer behind him. "Well, don't just stand there, turn around." Errol pulled an even more confused face, spinning around quickly on his heels and being caught completely off-guard by the glare of winged, pink-haired Faerie. Both beauty and surprise got the better of Errol, and he gasped for air before falling backward, grasping his heart. With a thud he landed on the path, still clutching his chest, but with a goofy smile on his face. "So... Pretty..." He managed to murmur, staring up at the sky, the clear sky which didn't have a cloud to be spoken of. It didn't matter too much to Errol, though, it was no time to be cloud-watching with such a beauty in his presence! Shortly after falling of his own accord, he sat up and rubbed the back his head, a goofy smile still present on his face. "You... Managed to catch me off-guard there..." Errol said shyly, looking away from her at first, his head lowered, but slowly he raised his eyes to get a good look at the girl. This was something completely unexpected. He would have guessed the owner of the voice that had been toying with him to be that of a wizard or someone with much more sinister intent lurking about and waiting to lure him in with the siren-esque voice. But this was quite the opposite, he was being played with like a doll by a faerie, and a strikingly cute one at that. Errol waited, wondering what she would have to say about his foolishness, it only dawned on his after the fact what a fool he had really made of himself, and rubbed his head half out of embarrassment, and half out of pain.