Don't be Rude[Open | Social]

Her pink hair fluttered around her chin and glided over her cheek bone as a small breeze fluttered through the town, off the ocean that was near by. It was slightly chilly and seemed to give a small nip of cold air as it touched the pinkette skin.

She had never been to Cedar before so this was a new experience and she wasn't on the run from anyone allowing for the Celestial Mage to take a breather and enjoy her surroundings. Everything seemed so friendly, but the young woman knew she would have to be on her best behavior due to the guards that walked the streets in order to protect the church that resided in the town.

Her long green skirt rustled around her calves as the girl continued to walk down the street towards the port that resided in the town, hoping possibly to see something she hadn't seen before, an open sea.

The storm mage wasn't far behind Lamya, equally on his way to see the sea. It was a habbit whenever he was close to the sea, that he had to go and say a soft prayer for his fallen comrades. His mood was up there today, too, deciding it was a wonderful time to start whistling the sea shanty he always did on his travels. The Pinkette infront of him seemed to be adjusting to the cold, and he felt this was a good moment to break boredom with an introduction.

Sliding over to where she could see and hear him, speaking up. Accent from various areas, and his garb reeking of the sea. Most people would call him a sailor or pirate with ease. "Not used to the seabreeze, are ye' flower?"

Magenta eyes flashed open and the pinkette spun her head around to look at the make who was now standing behind her. She looked him over carefully as to decide if he was going to be of any trouble to her. After a moment the young woman relaxed slightly from her tense state of fight or flight and she shook her head at the question that the man had asked her. "No. Never. This is my first time every seeing the sea. I'm usually always on the move, a mage can't stay in one place too long." Her soft pink lips pulled up into a small soft joking smile and the Celestial Mage then looked back out at the sea. "It truely is amazing though. Beautiful yet dangerous, a touch of mystery and adventure. A true sight to see." Her keys jingled in the folds of her skirt due to the breeze that was coming off of the water.

Her smile still playing on her lips the young woman turned aroundto face the man whom she was still talking with. "What brings you here to Cedar, you seem like a person to be in a boat... Not merely watching them."

"Truth. I was raised on it. My father's guild actually kept it's guildhouse on the sea, in a large boat they used to use to travel the sea. It's a beautiful danger." He smiles at her followup question though, chuckling a bit before his gaze turned fully to her before replying, "Ah. I was here for work, actually. I was going to swing by the sea and just breathe in the air for a few. Can't really live on the sea without a boat, aye?" If she looked, he wore around his neck a necklace with a wolf's head with the marking of a compass jutting out from it. It was the seal of the Guild called the Seawolves, a guild that had been wiped out some time ago during an S-rank quest.

"You can refer to me as Sune of the clan Hayaii. A pleasure, my pink petaled flower~"

The mage listened closely to the story that the man had told, she could sense that there was more behind it but she was simply not going to pry. A gentle smile crossed the face of the female, a flower. That was unique. She was not quite used to getting names, afterall... She had been a servant for most of her life, selling a fragment of her soul for the demon that resided within her arm. But now with names the girl had to be careful.

"Lamya, a celestial mage. Call me what you wish."

It was true he really had no preference as to what people called her as the name she carried now was a name from her first owner in slavery as she had been bought without one due to her parents greed for the money that would come to their hands at selling her.

Her eyes drifted back to the sea and a stronger breeze blew through causing for the girl to shiver and bring her arms up to hug herself to keep warm.

"I shall call you Rose then, miss pink flower~" Flicking a finger to point at her entire color scheme, before laughing a little bit once again. Hands moving behind his head, as he reclined back into them as they walked together just a hair. He grinned a little bit, speaking up once again. "So tell me Rose, what brings you out to the sea then? I was born by the sea, but you don't seem like the kind to go to it for many reasons compared to the rest."

The young woman, paused a moment the ponder the question that she had just been asked. Why exactly was she down in Cedar. Her feet strode in time with the man next to her and she thought carefully over her next few words. "I suppose that after the time of only hearing about the sea and its beauty I finally just wanted to come and see of for myself." It was truthful and honest, the words slipped like honey from her lips and a small broken smile flitted across her features.

"I feel strongest in the sea. Must be part of my spells, since they all stem from water." Laughing a bit, sliding his hand across his head, over the bandana, as if smoothing down the hair beneath. There was light jingling from his wrists the more they move, wearing a few bracelets around each one. He wasn't afraid to be a bit flamboyant, after all the first image you cast is ultimately the longest lasting.

Lamya looked up at the make next to her. Spells? He must have been a mage with a grin the pinkette looked at him. "What kind of magic do you use?" She could feel her own keys jingling at her waist and she slid a hand down into the folds of her skirt to run her slender fingers along them, letting them know that she was still there and was never planning to leave them.

Her feet placed one right in front of the other as the two mages walked down the doc. A stronger breeze flitted in from the North and the female shivered before standing closer to the man next to her in hopes of possibly using him as a wind guard.

"Mmm... Difficult to answer. It is easiest to say I use Storm Magic. Wind and Water mixed for super harmful effects... I also have transformation magic." Trying to avoid directly naming what it was, or where it came from, as he leaned back on his palms again, eyeing down at her keys as she fiddled with them though it could be taken as eyes wandering elsewhere.

Lamya could only nod. It made sense, he was indeed a pirate, but there was something that he wasn't telling her and she could tell that too, but she knew better than to push at a person's seams. Her eyes glanced back to his and it seemed as though he was looking some place that he should not have been. With a glare she looked down at what he seemed to be looking at only to find her keys.

Eyes sparkled and she unlatched them from her belt, lifting them up so that they both could see them. "I'm a celestial mage. I use celestial keys, keys of the constellations that are up in the sky. I put my magic into them and I can summon them. But careful they are not always what you would expect them to be."

Her hands ghosted over the keys and the girl smiled down at them. They were her family, they were what had held her through all those years that she had been in slavery, been damaged.

"Damn. Sounds like I got into the wrong field of magic. All mine does is a lot of collateral damage, and makes me scaley for a bit. Looks weird." Laughing a lot, nodding. His eyes looked at her keys, very curious about them but it was a magic he'd never came close to touching before. That said, the sea air was much stronger the more they walked. He yawned out rather loudly at that point.

"I can't remember the last time I slept at the beach. Maybe I'll crash and get a better tan. Maybe go coconut picking. And the Bikinis~" As if he forgot she was there, his grin wide and laughing happily. Despite his nature, his history, he seemed to just always be focused on smiling and making others around him smile. Atleast, that was what he hoped people took from his actions.