A Goodfellow's Irony

[Moppet]

"Thank you, Puck. I'd like that very much.", she said. She bowed her head in hopes that Puck wouldn't notice, and then she uttered the spell to find and change anything made of iron into silver. Suddenly several various object began to glow red hot and crackle, then there was a loud hiss as all the objects changed and were forcibly cooled by magic.

"Now, then, shall we be going?", she asked with a smile.

[Puck]

Puck raised an eyebrow at the sound of several things sizzling around the room, but before he could say a word, it had all stopped. Shaking his head, he stood up from the bed, figuring it all to be nothing but side affects of the hallucinating. Stepping to the door, Puck opened it wide, turning back to Moppet with a grin.

"Yes, let's," he said, offering his arm to the girl. "Now, what all would you like to see?"

[Moppet]

Taken aback by how much of a gentleman Puck was, she took his arm and said, "Everything I can, I have no idea where anything is.". She smiled, Puck was a nice boy, even if he was a bit strange. "Then maybe we can get something to eat. I'll buy it.", she suggested with a small laugh.

[Puck]

Puck smiled, nodding to Moppet as he walked with her along the hall. At the mention of getting something to eat, however, he shook his head quickly. "No, no, I won't hear of it. When we do get something to eat, I'll be happy to pay for the both of us to eat."
As they moved along the hall, Puck began to point out each classroom and utility that they came across, smiling as he did so. He was grateful to Moppet for helping him, and the girl seemed to be fairly interesting, unlike many other females that he'd come across in this school. She didn't constantly embarrass him, like Tinkerbell, and she wasn't feeling the need to slap him like Taylor. She seemed...a bit shy.
"If you'd like, I'd be happy to introduce you to some of my friends one day when we've got time," Puck smiled, turning back to look at Moppet.

[Moppet]

"That would be wonderful!", she said smiling. "And thank you again for showing me around."

[Puck]

"Please, 'tis no trouble at all, m'lady," Puck laughed, bowing with false propriety. "Now, is there any other place that you have yet to find? If not, then you're more than welcome to come back to my dorm, where we could chat for awhile."
Puck didn't really plan on attending any other classes. He had pretty much fully recovered from his little episode that morning, back hey...if you had an excuse, then there was no point in showing up! He had a "doctor's notice"; and, if Moppet felt the same way about the situation, then they could always claim that she was busy helping Puck and couldn't get back to class on time.

[Moppet]

"Actually, yes. Could you help me find my dorm. Then I would very much like to return with you to your dorm and chat.", she said, happy that she had made a new friend, even if he was her patient. And besides, since he was her patient and she wanted him to rest for the rest of the day, she didn't have to return to any of her classes because she would be occupied whit taking care of him.

[Puck]

"Sure," Puck smiled. "You're an Emberclaw, right?" Most likely she had just been boarded in with a few other girls, or had a room to herself. Hopefully, it was a room to herself, as Puck hated dealing with multiple people living under one roof. And for good reason. Also, it was a great pain to deal with gossiping girls that liked to jump to conclusions when a boy and a girl were seen together.
Leading her along towards the Emberclaw dorms, Puck passed over each one carefully until he had found one that had a note on the door. Squinting his eyes at it, he saw that it had the girl's name on it. Gesturing towards the door, Puck said, "I believe this might be it, Moppet."

[Moppet]

As they opened the door they were greeted by the smell of clean linen, wild flowers, and bleach. It was a pleasant, clean smell, and Moppet liked it. She also liked the fact that there was only one bed which meant that she wouldnot have a roommate. "Well, I guess this is it. Oh, look. Someone's already brought my bag here. That was nice.", she said smiling pleasantly. She had straight, white teeth that looked like they belonged in her hear, unlike people with buck teeth or to many teeth. "Thank you for showing me around. Would you like to return to your dorm now so we can talk and you can rest?", she asked with a slight smile.

[Puck]

Puck blinked as they entered the room, glancing around at the surroundings in surprise. "Well...this is certainly much neater than my own dorm," the boy laughed, shaking his head. "But alright, that sounds like a good idea. Come along, I'll lead you back to my dorm."
With another smile, Puck pulled the girl along with him back to his own Emberclaw dorm, until they had at last returned to the door. Opening it quickly, Puck was a bit taken aback at the realization of just how different the two rooms looked. He really should get to cleaning the place up.
"Come along, then," he smirked, taking a seat on the bed and motioning for her to follow.

[Moppet]

"Why thank you dear Sir.", Moppet said with a such a graceful curtsy that could have mistaken her for a real Lady if not for her teasing tone and the shabby rag dress she wore. Going over to the bed she sat beside him but not particularly close, seeing as how he apparently was in a relationship with someone and she wasn't really attracted to him anyway.

"So, Grell says that you can use magic. How much do you know about it, what kind do you use, and how powerful are you?", she asked after a short and awkward silence. It was the first thing that came to her mind.

[Puck]

Puck snickered slightly as she took her seat, amused by her mock courtesy. At her question, however, the boy was a bit taken back. Well, she could certainly be very...forward with her questions. But nevertheless, he didn't have much of a problem with asking. He trusted her for some reason, and she hadn't really given him reason not to, so it couldn't hurt much.

"Hmm, let's see...so many questions, but where to begin?" Puck said more to himself than Moppet, brow furrowed in thought. "Well, I know a good amount from my research that I've found in books, and...from what I understand, my magic is closely related to that of the Fae nature," Puck explained. "I'd like to know more, but I still like to consider myself fairly powerful."

Puck sat back, satisfied with his own answer. The thing he wondered now was just why she wanted to know. Perhaps it was just a subject she was interested in.

[Moppet]

"If you want to learn more about magic and how to use it, I could show you. I can also help you become stronger.", she said in a flat tone. The statement had been more blunt than she had meant, but there was really no other way to say it.

Moppet simply stared ant her hands that were folded in her lap while she waited for Puck to reply, but when nothing happened she assumed that he either didn't believe her or didn't know what to say.

So, for the third time that day, and the third time since she had learned how to, she used magic in front of someone, but this time she let him see her do it. She didn't know why she trusted Puck enough to let him know that she could use magic, after all they had just met, but he seemed like such a nice boy. And besides, Moppet knew that he was no threat to her. He was to sure of his abilities and knew way to little about magic to ever even compete with her. She had had years of practice and training while he hadn't even been taught the basics of magic.

Removing a small, perfectly round black stone from a fold in her dress that served as a pocket, she took a deep breath and said,"Stenr risa, and the stone immediately flew into the air and hovered about three feet above her palm. It stayed there for about fifteen seconds before she stopped the flow of magic.

"That is the least I can do.", she said with a confident tone. She knew she was good, but she also knew when a spell was beyond her abilities. It was an invaluable gift that most people didn't posses. If a spell was beyond you power, it would use up all of your energy and kill you trying to complete itself, and since you can't stop a spell once you utter it, there are no second chances with magic.

[Puck]

Puck's eyes widened suddenly as Moppet began to whisper a spell. She really did know magic? Puck had to admit, he'd been a bit doubtful at first. But it was obvious that she could, as the stone in her hand suddenly began to levitate.

"That...was rather impressive," Puck said, clearing his throat to try and remove the surprise from his voice. "But how can you-?"

The boy gave Moppet a confused look. Just what was she? To Puck's knowledge, you either had to be granted magical powers, or born with them. And if you were born with them, it normally implied that you were inhuman as well.

[Moppet]

"If you want to learn more about magic and how to use it, I could show you. I can also help you become stronger.", she said in a flat tone. The statement had been more blunt than she had meant, but there was really no other way to say it.

Moppet simply stared ant her hands that were folded in her lap while she waited for Puck to reply, but when nothing happened she assumed that he either didn't believe her or didn't know what to say.

So, for the third time that day, and the third time since she had learned how to, she used magic in front of someone, but this time she let him see her do it. She didn't know why she trusted Puck enough to let him know that she could use magic, after all they had just met, but he seemed like such a nice boy. And besides, Moppet knew that he was no threat to her. He was to sure of his abilities and knew way to little about magic to ever even compete with her. She had had years of practice and training while he hadn't even been taught the basics of magic.

Removing a small, perfectly round black stone from a fold in her dress that served as a pocket, she took a deep breath and said,"Stenr risa, and the stone immediately flew into the air and hovered about three feet above her palm. It stayed there for about fifteen seconds before she stopped the flow of magic.

"That is the least I can do.", she said with a confident tone. She knew she was good, but she also knew when a spell was beyond her abilities. It was an invaluable gift that most people didn't posses. If a spell was beyond you power, it would use up all of your energy and kill you trying to complete itself, and since you can't stop a spell once you utter it, there are no second chances with magic.