[RP] A Single Element

[Morzone]

Rowan Summers
Music mage
His home, Atlantic seaboard, USA
Affected RP'ers: @Alphys

As Araxie came up and spoke her piece, Rowan trembled slightly still looking at his music, which crumpled as his grip tightened. With each new insult he felt a cold knife twist deeper into his heart. Araxie might simply be pushing him away, but with Rowan's infatuation it hurt at a much deeper level than she realized.

But... deep inside, in a part where no words could, or at least none yet could, break or hurt him, he knew Araxie didn't mean any of it. Mot because of her voice or because of her shakiness, Rowan hadn't even noticed them. No, he knew because this wasn't how Araxie acted. He'd watched her for centuries, secretly enjoying every bit of her personality which he loved. And he knew this wasn't how she acted.

"Galileo was once forced out of home and business for teaching the truth about the nature of the solar system." He said slowly, releasing his tight grip on the music and setting it to the side. Looking up at Araxie he continued, "I'm sorry, I know I can't be sentimental at a time like this. There are more important things than my music here."


Marx Hunfry
Fire Mage
New York City

Ironic, considering you're walking next to one Marx thought as they walked through the streets of New York.

"And what's your opinion of these mages you're preparing to encounter?"