don't mess with me.

So…what type of magic is it that you do? -smirks-

Any kind. -smiles, looking around she smirks as she concentrates and forms a ball of fire in her hand- Cool, huh?

…Maybe when you’re older…or not. -smirks-

-raises an eyebrow, smirking. slowing nodding-

Well, that’s nice of you to say…but you’re a bit young for me.

Totally.

Maybe eighteen at the youngest. -shakes head- Besides, no one wants to go make out with a “murderer”.

I would. -coughs quickly to cover up her fault before clearing her throat- I mean... whaaaaaat?

Adventuring? Think I’m a bit old for that yet? Granny’s…maybe. Make out? If you can find anyone my age that’d be down for that, sure.

Someone your age. Pft... of course.

Yeah? What’s there to do around here anyways?

A lot. -thinks- Go adventuring in the woods. Hang out at Granny's. Make out with people. And some drama happens.

I'm positive.

You drawn to trouble or something? Most people run when I tell my story.

I intrigue you? What’s so interesting about me?

A lot of things, honestly. You were in jail. Who knows..we could have a lot of fun together. The two of us.

It’s not fair… People judging you wherever you go. -shakes head- If I were you, I wouldn’t want to be seen around me.

I take my chances. -smirks-

I was your age when they said I committed these “horrific crimes”…

No, don't worry. You're fine. You deserve to get angry.

Now? I’m, 23. Sent to prison when I was 17 though.

16 years old.

It does.

No one.

Nice to meet you, as well, Hunter.