They Call 'it' Committment

Malvoes liked the night, it was a peaceful time. No worries about the sun, less people, and as long as he didn't have anything to do the next day that is.

As for his reason for being out tonight, he didn't particularly have any. He was still fairly new and was working on getting a feel for the city, an internal map of sorts.

He was walking down the sidewalk, just turning the block and continuing his journey, through the meager crowds if any were around. Then, as he was walking along this path he came across a curious woman, or girl, he wasn't exactly sure, she seemed around his age. Other than her punk appearance, and the fact that he had trouble not looking at her, she was very attractive just ogling women wasn't natural to him, but the curious thing about her was she was intently staring directly at him.

At first he thought she was just looking past him, being that they were on the same road, same path, just going different directions. But no, she was looking directly at him, and this was further confirmed when she called out to him.

He'd clear his throat, "Salutations Miss."

"Um, I'm not sure honestly, I don't know that either. I don't really go to the gym. Excuse me what are you doing?" This was uncomfortable and strange. He didn't push this woman away, he didn't really mind being touched honestly, he had a very open personal space, but most people would ask before touching him.

He was comfortable with his body, lean and semi muscular, he had minimal excess body fat, and he'd like to think he was fairly attractive. As this woman decided to feel him up, he decided that giving her a once over wouldn't be too invasive. She was really attractive but he wasn't sure why she seemed so irresistible it was very strange.

"Could do what?" He was rather suspicious of what she wanted."Names are a good start, buying me dinner may be a better idea if you're wanting something special, you know. Well, you are borderline on 'special,' feeling me up like that. My name is Malvoes, and yours?"

"Oh, I don't mind it. I mean, I wouldn't mind returning the favor, you know the say, do unto others as you'd have unto you."He'd give her a bit of a wink. He wasn't generally this outgoing, but when he was dealing with someone of her caliber, he'd do his best to go blow-to-blow with her. He had a sharp tongue, that was on occasion silver tipped, but he was usually more polite.

He'd give her a bit of a softer smile,"I can do that, I'm glad to lend a helping hand. As for freaks, I'm almost positive that's a more offensive name than usually, considering that part of the population isn't human." He thought back to some of the faculty, and students, and citizens of the city itself. "But you know, to each their own, I could go for a date, been a while and you are rather gorgeous."

"I've been told that before, not really about me talking though."

He'd follow her lead, not pushing her away when she hung onto him, this wasn't so bad, he seemed to still be able to keep a girl entertained, at least with his words.

"I prefer to stay on the good side of as many people as I can." He'd take a small glance behind them to appreciate her figure. "Is that so? Well, I can't wait then."

He'd glance at the house, guess she lived alone or something. "Well, where exactly am I moving these boxes." He'd follow her as he spoke, not really sure what he was doing with her stuff.

He'd crack his fingers, getting a bit prepared, Malvoes was always happy to help people. He was just a generous person, sure this chick was a bit odd, looking for help on the side of the road but he wasn't one to judge.

"This isn't too bad. He'd say walking around the boxes, he knew he could do this easily with just his powers, so why not. He'd create five wooden squares, a bit larger than the tops and bottoms of the boxes, and only a few inches thick. He started stacking the boxes onto the platforms, one on each, unfortunately he seemed to be a bit short. No problem, he'd take the last two and just stack them onto two of the other boxes.

He'd take a step back examining that they wouldn't fall off the platforms and then he would make a small hand motion levitating the boxes wooden platforms up to carry the boxes. He felt a bit of a strain in the back of his mind, they were a bit heavier than what he was used to manipulating but he was holding them alright.

"Just lead me to the truck then Miss Eli."