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Raphyn took a moment to conciter his options. If he took this man's offer, then he'd look weak and dumb. However, he knew that if he refused, then he'd be out on his own in a world he knew nothing about. It was a fact he hated to admit to himself, and one he would never admit to someone else. He looked to Solari. Well, at least he wouldn't be alone incase this Vincent turned out to be some madman. "Well, I guess I could go with. After all, it's not like I have any other plans." I don't even have my parents he though, a bit more bitterly than he realized. Sure, he was never close to his parents, but sometimes, maybe, he wished he was.
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I am the Who when you call "Who's there" I am the wind blowing through your hair I am the shadow on the moon at night, Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.
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Vincent nodded his consent and pulled his hood up, "Excellent. I will begin your tutoring immediately, Solari. Every day, after your dance, we shall meet. There is much you both must know, history, people, magic..." he waved his hands expressively.
Suddenly his left hand burst into flame, his skin turning a deep red as the golden-orange fires moved and snapped about his digits. He shook his hand hastily and the fires flickered out, "I apologize. My exitement got the best of me."
He bowed slightly to the dancers and Vesta, than turned about and began his departure for the day.
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There are only so many times I'm going to say "Shut up." before hurting you.
"And it was cool until it sucked." -Lucian Fusilar
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He couldn't help it: he smiled as Solari did. "I hope so," he said, half-jokingly. He looked to the magician. "Uhm, thanks, I guess." It wasn't something easy to say, but he had to admit he was greatful to the man. After all, he was well aware that most Dancers don't live long.
"Ahem," came a voice from behind. Thedre stood, holding a burlap bag in one fist. He walked past the Dancers, giving a knowing look to both. "So, you're the Vincent whom Vesta worships so much." It was not said in a rude tone, he was meerly stating a fact. Vesta, Thedre's sister-in-law, blushed as he said that.
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I am the Who when you call "Who's there" I am the wind blowing through your hair I am the shadow on the moon at night, Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.
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