Dylan O'Brien

Nightfall was one of the most beautiful times of the day for sure and staying out to enjoy the purple sky the young demon wasn't even aware he wasn't alone until he suddenly spotted a movement in the corner of his eyes. Turning his head he spotted a big smile at first which had him thinking about the Cheshire in 'Alice in Wonderland' and he found himself staring before slowly walking closer. "Hello.. Are you new? If so, welcome home. I hope you like it here with us."

 There was no denying that they was this man talked about his powers had Ren curious as to what they could be if all they did was hurt people and he opened his mouth to let the question out like he always did though something kept the words in. The voice inside his head whispering at him to be careful or he would end up back in the nurse’s office with injuries that would take weeks to heal again and for a moment the young demon actually considered being quiet but then his nosy side won again. “How can you say that? You used to be human right? I mean, you can’t be much older than me and you clearly remember being human so you can’t have been turned that long ago. Right? Maybe you need to learn how to handle your powers before you can use them for anything other than pain? Some of the things we can do are so strong it’s scary, I agree with you there. I almost burnt my loved one to death because I can’t control myself… But I know when I can control it the flames can be helpful. I’ve seen it.” He had been nothing other than a toddler when his nana had brought him with her to a wood far outside the city and though not understanding why he had watched her burning trees to stop the flames from getting closer to the city. “Maybe it’s the same for you.”

“I used to be human yes, up until a little bit more than one and a half year ago. I’m not that old no and I can remember everything from when I was still human. But that is the absolute worse part of it. Because I can remember how I used to be. How I was. What I had. And how I lost it all in a span of a few days and will never have it back,” he said. While normally he was angry while saying it, now he just felt a great amount of sadness. Sad to even think and remember all of that. It hurt him, and he would always continue to wish it was different. “No but that’s the difference. Fire, fire can be extremely dangerous and extremely frightening. But it is also amazing and made humans evolve. So yeah that is a great power, though I’m sorry for what happened,” he admitted and thought about it. He would love that power a million times over his own. “But what is good about making others feel a great amount of sadness? To just give an example?” he said, revealing one of the things he could do, unfortunately.

“Fine, then we will…agree to disagree.” As it were. As for talking about it over a few beers, well, that could possibly be interesting. Ren himself didn’t like beer. As far as he knew, he didn’t like alcohol at all, but he couldn’t really be sure. His belief in others was something he simply believed, truly believed, since he saw no reason not to. He had seen too many things to think that there were things people couldn’t do if they put their mind to it. It wasn’t much, of course. But a festival town that stretched brightly on the icey edge of the ocean for miles, a huge city made entirely of ice, grand sailing ships, and now Insolitus. The only thing stopping anyone, as far as Ren was concerned, was their own imagination and self-confidence.

Dylan thought about it for a while, thought deeply about what the other male was telling him. Wondering if the limitations that there were for people, or creatures, were really just physical limitations. He too knew that he would never be able to fly, or manipulate and element. That was nothing for a human, or Shardian for that matter. But up until he died, he had thought that was the end. Just as sharing a memory and manipulating an emotion was impossible. Yet he was able to do just that. Yet he disagreed that the limit was just your mind. “Hm well I don’t completely agree. Sometimes it is better not to overdo it, even if you might be able to do something. Just because you could, doesn’t mean you should,” he said with a thoughtful look on his face. A rare look on him, he often wasn’t thinking about it so deeply. “Well I do have an eternity to train, so that helps a lot,” he admitted with a laugh.

Wasn’t there a more humane way to treat creatures such as these—other than throwing them to get them to come out? Was it the stress, the panic that made them? Like, couldn’t you just ask? They were clearly mobile. The one he brought out was bobbing about and that was most definitely mobility and not his eyesight. “How do you know its name?”

Dylan smiled proudly at the question. Somehow just proud that he could actually remember the things name, while it was quite a while ago. On the other hand, it had been such a big part of his youth, how could he forget? “Well these things, Pokémons, aren’t real. At least as far as I know. They exist in a human game that I played a lot when I was younger. Like really a lot. That’s how I know its name,”

Hye Rim looked down at the hands that grabbed her. Gloves. Why was he wearing gloves in the middle of the summer? That, perhaps, should have been the first thing to raise an alarm in her head, but she let it slide. She blinked at his question, tilting her head a bit like a curious dog trying to interpret the sounds coming its way. “What is…wrong?” she repeated the words as if they would sound more real if it was her who spoke them out loud but she could still not derive any meaning from them.

Dylan felt a great amount of pity for her. Because it was rather clear that she had no clue what was going on. Though he could imagine that it was difficult for her to figure out that something was wrong in the first place. After all, she was able to see him, so how was she able to know she was the only one? He only hoped that she learned a bit from it. She was after all not human, and it didn’t really matter what else she truly was. But they were in the human world, so being a bit more cautious, wouldn’t be misplaced.

“Oh see fighting in a smaller space would be better, the length of my sword would ensure I could slide those down around me without having to reach to far.” A smile brightened his face with this thought as his head tipped in a nod. “Then again small rooms usually just require a simple explosive without much one to one action, much more simple.” Those were the jobs he found the easiest. You destroyed everyone and everything in one blow and usually because of the fire there wasn’t much clean up left. 

“Of course you would just blow them up if they are in a small space,” Dylan chuckled but shook his head a little as well. The fact that someone spoke so easy of it, seemed that there was experience in it as well. Dylan on the other hand had never really done more than a few fist fights. Though the sword fighting was so he could defend himself, he hadn’t ever needed it. “You sound like you’ve done so before. Why need the training?”

Dylan walked up to the male that was just leaving the fortune telling class. “Can I ask you something?” he said after walking up to the male. Starting to walk besides him. “Are you guys really able to tell someone’s future? Fortune? Like seriously?”

– The selkie nods in understanding, sending a wealth of his orange hair into his line of vision. Jinki makes a noise of slight annoyance at it and tosses his head just enough to move it away. His eyes focus on the other finally taking in what he looks like. Friendly, interesting, and kind. This pulls a smile from him again and then he carries on.

Dylan bowed his head a little bit as well. One of the things, or customs, he was so glad about in Korea. That way he didn’t have to excuse himself for either not shaking someone’s hand, or explaining why he had gloves on. He personally always found it awkward to do so. “Well Jinki, nice to meet you. I hope you are enjoying yourself here with being new and all,”

Her mouth twitched slightly as he suggested her going back to L.A. Of course she could travel back there if she wished, but what would be the point? Although Ronan had loved every place she had visited in her travels, they all held a certain loneliness to them, forever shadowing the lovely cities.  Every place she went alone reminded her of why she was by herself now. If she ever returned, she had no doubt that she would still feel like an outsider among the bright lights and loud streets. Shrugging, she just smiled and answered, “I suppose I could go there again, if I wished.  Though I think traveling alone has tainted my view of many places.” A small huff of unamused laughter escaped her lips, but she quickly shook it off.

Dylan hummed a little at her response though he couldn’t help the wheels in his mind to start turning. Wondering why someone like her was traveling alone in the first place. He didn’t know much, or basically anything at all, about her species. But he couldn’t imagine they wouldn’t want to travel together. Or any other race, for that matter. “Then why travel alone in the first place? Or maybe you should travel back together with someone else? That might help a lot?” he suggested. Curious to her reasons. Though also hoping he wasn’t invading too much into her personal space with those kind of questions. But he would hear or notice that soon enough.

As soon as he had the ice cream and the bike in hand, Cassia began walking towards her apartment building. Though she tried to stifle it as much as possible, she couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at his questions.  Clearly this boy hadn’t been a part of the supernatural world for long, if he didn’t know what being a healer entailed.  The elf shrugged as best she could with the two giant tubs of ice cream in her arms, and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.  “It’s basically being a doctor, I suppose,” she answered, shifting the containers onto her hips.  “We just…heal people. Sometimes healers use magic, if they can, but others don’t.  I guess we use more natural remedies than human doctors, since some creatures don’t respond well to human technology.  But it’s basically the same concept.”

Dylan followed her quickly the moment she started to move. By now he was a bit more familiar with the area at least he could probably find his way back. But finding someone else’s place when he had no clue where they lived, that was a different story. “Hm well that makes sense. Just somehow I have this really extreme image of a healer. Well helps probably that I’ve only ever met human doctors so.. But you’ve been doing that for a long time now?” he wondered with a soft smile. Curious to her in general.

"You're mine now"

"I woke up & you were gone.."

Dylan hadn’t made him wait long, that was a blessing. Ren didn’t think he could wait much longer. If Dylan hadn’t shown up, the elf might have hurtled through the portal by himself without hesitation. He thought perhaps he should calm down a little, temper his excitement so that he wouldn’t be a bothersome travel companion. But Dylan had seemed a willing and eager partner for this trip, so he hadn’t thought he would have to. He hoped he wouldn’t end up becoming a nuisance as they traveled.

Dylan chuckled a little as he saw the enthusiastic reaction of the other male. He could imagine why he would feel that way. Going home was almost always something to be excited about. It was simply a pity that he couldn’t go home himself anymore. Otherwise he wouldn’t have hesitated one moment to do so. Especially with all the portals and what not, it didn’t take for ever anymore to travel across the world. Especially if it was this easy to travel to another realm as well.