[Celtic]

Where. Was. She. And why was she. Covered in. Mud. Like eeeeeew! Krissy laughed at herself. Naw, she grew up with a rougher crowd then those wussy girls at school. Though still, this icky gross mud was well, icky and gross. Very much so. And with in a few minutes, she wouldn't be recognizable. Her pelt colors would be covered up, till only her shape could be seen. Mayhap she really should stick to a high school and the pen. Sure, grease from a motorcycle was okay, but this? THIS? Ew. Heeeeelll no. The lucain knew though that she would have to endure it. Sadly... Very, very sadly. Changing into her human form though might be better... after all, a human's skin is easier to clean then fur. Lemme tell ya. its definately NOT easy to clean caked on mud out of fur or wingblades. That and chocolate.

How did she manage to get here anyway? Krissy had no recollection at all about how and why she got here, which was assumingly the Baian Swamps (hey, you had to pay attention to some things in class right?). Which was assumed uncrossable without one of those... um.. Moss... things. Which she knew she didn't have so pretty much meant she was screwed. Great. Just simply great, what would she do here for god knows how long? No food, water, outside contact... Wait! Cell phonage! Krissy's eyes lit up. Until she reached into her pocket with her newly transformed body and felt empty space. Crap. Just another thing gone wrong in her life.

[Kitleoh]

Click for "Human Form"

This seemed to be quite ironic. Of all places to go, the vain woman-chasing young magician would least likely be seen in the Baian Swamp. (Or the Slums. He'd never been there before, but just the name of it had kept him away thus far.) Still, the word 'Swamp' didn't appeal to him either. But if he had a choice on going to either of those horrid sounding places, Baian Swamp happened to sound, if at all possible, just a little bit more civilized.  And at least his attire was.... well, honestly not well thought out at all. Casael happened to have very fancy tastes. In this case, he'd chosen an fancy Victorian-style black suit with a cloak of same shade clinging protectively around his body. And of course, no outfit of such were complete without the classic touches of white gloves, top hat, and a fancy cane which looked as if it should, more or less, be a collectible item not meant to be used.

“This place is quite unpleasant,” Casel mumbled in disgust as he glided across the damp floors. Only after he'd flipped though his memories did he remember himself brooding and treading aimlessly around until he'd stumbled into this swamp.
“How unfortunate of me,” He lamented. “Of all places a wrong turn could have!”

His temper was close to coming out indeed. If the young male hadn't thrown his hands up in frustration and make a little one-hundred and eighty degree turn, his wrath would have been taken out on the Swamp. But no. He seemed to calm down and, surprisingly, cheer-up at the sight of a girl in the same place he was. Imagine that! A woman, in all places! Now, she did seem dirty. And lost.
The look in her face happened to show him that maybe, just maybe, she needed help.
This couldn't have worked out any more perfectly.

Collecting his cool, Casel gracefully stepped out slowly towards this girl with a soft and welcoming grin lightened across his features.
“Excuse me, miss?” The words flowed out like honey, “I can't help but notice you look a bit misplaced. Shall I offer my assistance to you with anything at all?”
As if to emphasize his being a gentleman, Casel took off his hat and placed the cane down into the damp earth, offering a small bow to her. “My name Is Casel. I'd be honored to know yours.”

[Celtic]

Her hands flitted around her pockets, carefully avoiding places that the mud had covered, she absolutely hated getting her hands dirty. That was one thing she insisted on, where her hands remaining clean. Which didn't seem likely to happen for long seeming as she was in this god forsaken swamp. The young woman heaved a sigh. It wasn't likely people would be co-

Well, hee-lloo Mister Stranger! Kriss saw the male as he made his way over to her. It was all she really could do not to grin and blush at the sight of a handsome stranger. He dressed a bit like an oldie, but still, he could definately pull it off. And daaang he could pull it off well! Now being a seventeen year old, Krissy managed to make herself fall in love at first sight. But did that mean she would show it? Nu-uh. If anything, she knew how most guys that looked that fine worked.

Oh geez... He took off his hat and bowed. He would need a bit of a personality change if they were to work out. She definately liked guys who were flirty and well 'bad' and this was definately not one of those guys. he was so... Old-fashioned. It kinda irked Krissy, but he was the only other person it seemed for a while to be here. Blech. Yet, this girl was determined to stick with her plan. Taunt him, tease him, draw him in. Definately the way things had always worked for her. Always.

But... What should she say? Usually when she was approached, guys were... Inappropriate to say the least with there greetings. So she knew how to handle them.. But him? Nada. No way she had ever encountered anyone like him but Ai. And he like raised her, so that doesn't count. At all. So to gain herself a bit more time to think, Krissy heaved a glorious sigh. And then muttered what came to mind first.

"Well, it would seem I'm a bit lost. It can't really be helped though. Cause I really doubt that someone dressed like you knows the way." Not exactly what she was hoping to say, but it would work, for now at least.

[Celtic]

((Just freein myself up~))

Krissy bit her lip, what if she had said the wrong thing? What if he was offended by what she had said? Ooooh! Males were so darn complex it made her brain hurt. Why couldn't they all just be like one flirty and casual type like the ones she loved to tease at home? Ugh. But they couldn't be. They all just had to go their own way and be so darn confuzzling. Blech. Yet, even as she ranted to herself in her mind, Krissy was careful not to let herself twitch or change faces, cause then he may get worried and she would just send off all the wrong signals and end up... Oh bother. She was ranting again. This definately wouldn't do if she were to hear anything this male replied with. What was his name again? Cas... Cas... Cas something. Oh well, it would come soon enough and if it didn't she would just refrain from calling him by his name.

[Celtic]

Jesus! Krissy would start to twitch if something didn't happen soon, her thoughts were going a bit out there, and even though she knew she was talking to herself incredibly fast and that barely a few seconds had passed by, it seemed like a forever. Oh well, she was just impatient. Waaaay too impatient. Afterall, didn't she take a few moments herself to reply? all that thinking took alot of time, well to her at least. Thinking was a way of occupying herself, a way of getting herself prepped and well entertained. Not alot of people would admit to talking to themselves incredibly fast, but she was part of the select few who would. Which wasn't always a good thing.

[Celtic]

What if she didn't look okay? What if her hair was all messy from the mud? oh noo... What if her beautiful hair color was Covered! That wouldn't do at all... Hmm... She didn't want to seem vain, oh no, but she really didn't want to look bad in front of this guy who was all preened and proper. Krissy scrutinized her hands before declaring them (to herself- of course) clean enough to untangle her straighten red hair. Her hair was long so it took her a couple brushes with her fingers to make it kinda presentable. Perhaps she should stand? Oh no, that would be too much comotion, too awkward. After all, Krissy was pretty sure there was mud on the butt of her jeans and that was... Well, uncomfortable making... Something he didn't need to know about yet. So she just waited there, on whatever his name's reply.

((Yeah... This doesn't take longer then a few moments for her to think comb her hair yada yada, just freeing myself up.))

[Kitleoh]

Oh yes, her response made him pause indeed. Did women not like this sort of thing now? Bowing always seemed to work well for him in the past, hadn't it? Sure, maybe rather than a top hat that he could take off he would take the ladies hands. But.. well... With the situation being was it was, he wasn't about to touch her hands now, was he?
Casel had the slightest of frowns on his lips as he straightened his posture.
“Well, yes,” He agreed to her. “I do believe we are both indeed lost.”
Apparently looking nice meant he didn't know where his own way was either. But did it matter? He didn't care much about the fact that they were lost. He could easily use that precious time together to try and swoon her. So far, it didn't look like it was off at a good start.

Bringing his gloved mouth to his lips to clear his throat, he glanced to and fro in every direction. So he really had no plan of action. Perhaps just go back the way he came with her, and eventually they would reach civilization? It was worth a shot, right? With another smile, not yet dampened by her comment, he decided to take action.
“Miss, would you mind honoring me with your company on this journey? I'm no mind reader, but I'll assume you do not very well fancy being alone, yes?”
Despite his usually vain attitude, and the fact that this woman was indeed all muddy, he held out his arm in a gesture that she should take it.
“And if you don't mind me pointing out, you have never told me your name miss.”

Yes, he was just going to brush off her little comment. Perhaps out of pride.

[Celtic]

Oh. My. God.

Krissy was about ready to die. She was stuck. In a swamp. With pretty much Ai's best friend. It was bad enough that he was as gentlemanly as possible, but now she was stuck with some young guy that could be his long lost son. Crap.

Then. Oh, then he offered to take her hand. Like some fantasy fairytale. She supposed he expected her to take it and then woo the unruly girl till they fell madly in love. Lovely. Sure, it was kinda like a movie that she wished to be in, but really? That was total bull. Not to mention overused. But still, he was trying to be uh... nice? So the female sighed and reluctantly and used his arm to hoist herself up. "Thanks..." She muttered sarcastically, not meaning to be rude, yet not wanting really to be kind.

"No... I don't like being alone. Not much anyways. So now... Uh, any idea which way to go?"

[Kitleoh]

Instantly, Casel's brain sent him a warning message. Something was wrong with this picture. Her initial reaction to him being friendly, the sarcasm in her voice... and don't think that the sigh went unnoticed, either. To top it off, here he was risking getting dirty by being nice to a female covered in mud! And she had the audacity to hint at displeasure? And of him no less. Still, it wasn't like him to give up easily, not to mention the fact that he had indeed run into a lot of temperamental tough to get females before. Fact of stats would tell everybody and their mothers that he didn't get every single woman he laid his eyes on. Still, when he did run into that chance, and those rough acting females, it was infuriating. Why, if he had had these challenges before?
Because it was more work.

“I'm glad you don't like being alone,” He tried to stay polite. “Because I hate seeing a pretty girl wandering around alone. Perhaps it was fate that had me stumble into you, miss. I must say, what luck I have!”

Now, to her question of if he had any idea on where to go... well, now he drew a blank. He paused for a moment, trying to think up of how to weasel his way out of that one.
Lie?
Make something up?
Go back the way he came and again hope civilization would present itself for them?

“You have beautiful eyes!” Exclaimed Casel as he turned to face her, pretending to have every intention of giving her an answer.
There. This way, he wasn't quite lying.

[Celtic]

My, oh my. We have a toughy here. Krissy nearly rolled her eyes at him, but she suprised herself with a wave of self control and managed not to. At least h wasn't rude and (god forbid) a perv. Not that all perv's were bad, plenty of her friends were pervs, but hanging out with them at school and meeting one in teh middle of a swamp were two whole different things. Veeeerrry different things.

Strangely though, the more he was polite to her, the more she felt bad for being sarcastic. Yeah, she was sarcastic all the time, but still... Some people (like this one apparently) didn't get it and took it for rude and ungratefullness, which it was partially meant to serve across. Yet, that's not always what Krissy means it as. Often she uses it because she doesn't know who she's dealing with or she doesn't really know how to react in the situation. Pretty much typical teenage problems. So... Maybe she should try to lessen up on the srcastic remarks. Besides if Ai ever got wind of this, she would be dead. D-E-A-D dead.

"Well... Uh, its better to have someone out here to suffer with." Krissy grinned at Casael before heeding his comment. Where had she heard this before? It was at the tip of her tongue... Some other male she knew often gave her compliments when he said something he didn't like to repeat or didn't know. "Well thank ya mister, but I still ahven't forgotton. You don't know either, do ya?" A teasing tone entered her voice as Krissy relaxed just a bit in this situation.

[Kitleoh]

Casael's face turned suddenly stern and lifeless. The sudden beaming happiness had now turned into cold hard marble as the brooding magician tried to think of a best way to get out of a straight forward question. Of course, he didn't mind the tough hard to get females. But they weren't his favorites when he was trying to play a hero. Just as his luck would have it...

“Indeed miss,” He finally responded gravely. “I am truthfully lost as well. However, I know the direction I came. Forgive me for saying this, but you on the other hand looked as if you randomly had woken up here in the Swamps. Please, let me at least escort you out of the god-forsaken place,” The brightness returned to his features as he spoke, seemingly proud of himself. “It is the least I can do to help.”
So he was a magician? Yes. Was he going to tell her? Of course not. Why? Because that would be the easy way out.
What would it be if he could snap his fingers and zap them back to the town? It would give him no time in playing around with the young female. Besides, she was being challenging. In a way, despite how irritating it could be, the challenging ones were more fun. He wasn't about to ruin this little game for himself.

“Do you mind if I asked where you live, ma'am?” His cheerful  voice sang out questioningly. Perhaps if he knew her address, he could visit her more often.

[Celtic]

Oh? So the player had another side! Cold like stone. This... This should be fun! Krissy's eyes twinkled as she looked at him thoroughly amused at seeing this side of him. He seemed to be in very deep thought, better not interupt or he might get his panties in a bunch.

His answer though... Very clever and not to mention smooth. Yeah she was quite obviously here with no sense of direction, but he didn't need to point out her stupidity. Krissy's pride was dented and so she of course, lashed out with just a little bit of sarcasm. Just a little bit.

"Oh yes. Oh course you know the way don't cha? Hmph." She muttered, her hurt showing quite obviously. But she had to relent sometime... Even if she really didn't want his help. But currently, she had no room at all to talk. She was lost in an icky swamp without a soul for miles. Besides the one that she didn't want.

"Sorry... Um... But yeah, I would like your help." Krissy winced at the end of her apology. It wasn't really like people said it was when you felt sorry. There was no relief, just a... An emptyness. The apology really didn't do anything for her. Maybe though it would help her situation here.

[Kitleoh]

(Sorry, went on a trip. D: )

Oh, this was too much fun. Her sassy attitude made him grin, knowing her retort was the result of his own comment. Perhaps, he felt, he had won… well, that match, anyway. He wanted her to know that she had to face reality. She was trapped here in a swamp. He “happened” to show up and “happened” to be the only person around. What could she do? He supposed she could want to go off by herself, but there were many dangers out there for a young woman in a swamp, and night falling while they were still stuck here was a high possibility.
“We better hurry,” He said with his sickeningly sweet smile and tone. “After all, I can tell you do not want to be here with me during night fall. And, to be honest, I am not very keen on sleeping in this filthy place either.” He looked down to his dress shoes and smiled. Not thinking, he realized he had been using his magic to keep himself clean of the mud. Hopefully, the young woman wouldn’t notice… but he would have a list of excuses if she did anyway.