Wings Into The Sky

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Leaning his shoulder against the back of a comfy reading chair, white hair cascaded off the armrest as the boy sat half to the side on the chair with his legs hanging off the other arm reading a fairly thick looking hardcover book on herbology. Lips pursed together in a thin line of concentration as bright baby blue eyes studied the pages of identification diagrams of plants and flowers, and neighboring descriptions and lists of magical properties. It was just after classes had ended, and, it was Friday; a lovely work-free day. Applying for well-fare had done him nicely. And now he didn't have to work exhausting 8-hour shifts every day after the 6 hours of school he already had.

Flipping to a page about different types of rose and their properties, the boy yawned, and looked up for the first time in the half hour he had been in the library. Stretching out for a moment, he kicked his legs and stretched his arms out before returning to his former position, having found it very comfortable. He, with his feet, worked his shoes off where they landed on the floor beneath, and then went back to reading; shamelessly showing off his bright pink fuzzy socks. It had been a boring today, listening through lectures and questions and worksheets and notes just like every other day so far.

Releasing a hand from his book, he dropped it down, picking at a school-bag below, struggling to get the zipper open and then shuffling around until he pulled out a notebook and then a pen. He studiously wrote down some interesting things from the book's diagrams, making plans to go herb-searching later today. It was, at least that he didn't need to be able to wield magic in order to be an alchemist. He just needed equipment. Alchemy, and potions making in general was something that the young dragon fairly significantly liked and put worth to; as he really saw no future in himself working like a normal human being commuting back and forth to an office job or working with modern technology. There would always be a niche for potions buyers, whether it be actual users, or human 'Wiccans' as they were called. He would collect the herbs by himself, make them by himself and sell them by himself.

He was quite absorbed in his note-taking, chewing on his lip slightly when a voice came out from nowhere; he bit himself in the surprise, and scowled over at the culprit "Oh, hi" he said " Excuse the lack of enthusiasm, I bit myself" He touched his lip with a finger. Yep, he was bleeding, nothing new there. He proceeded to wipe the blood off with his tongue " Are you naturally so light on your feet? That's assassin material right there" He said, meaning it to be some kind of a compliment.

The boy raised delicately a thin white eyebrow at the girl " I see" he murmured, gently closing the book and sitting up properly. He yawned quietly, stretching his arms out with his fingers intertwined in a classic arm stretch. then he folded his hands over the book " It is" he said in reply to her, assassins were the rulers of stealth. The younger girl sat down, enquiring about what he happened to be reading " It's a guide to herbs and their alchemical properties" he explained simple, smiling " I like books too. Sometimes they are a hell of a lot better than people" He stuck out his hand to shake hers " My name's Tristin; nice to meet you"

" Mew.....?" Honestly, that was one of the stranger names that he had heard in a while; wasn't mew a sound that kittens made? " Friendly? To me, just more interesting most of the time. Just like people, there are also books that are less than friendly" If this girl was looking for a goody-two-shoes, she was talking to the wrong person, as Tristin was far from such. The boy stood up now, looks like there would be no more time for reading. He shoved the book and notepad into his pack " That's nice. But indeed, most plants have alchemical properties. Like rose, which can be used in love ... and aphrodisiac potions" He giggled slightly at this, having messed around with those things once or twice to some interesting results. Hefting his school bag over his shoulder, Tristin tilted his head to the side at the younger girl " Anyway, I was going to head off for a little island exploration, see if I can put this book to use and collect some specimens. Are you busy?"

" I guess it's not as bad as Teddy or Bunny" Not that he knew anyone named that. He shifted slightly on his feet " Innocent? No one is ever innocent, I don't think. If you want innocent, I'm not the type to befriend; I like the particularly nasty stuff" He accentuated such with an all-too knowing smile. Then he looked back at the girl " Oh, but I won't do anything to anyone right now, yeah. I just don't want you to be mislead. I'm not a nice guy, unless I wanna be"
Scratching his chin for a moment, the boy hummed slightly " Anyways, I figure since you're not doing anything, you could help me find some plants?" He asked.