Lean on My shoulder

[Flyte Vance]

Flyte pushed open the door and walked inside. Immediatly she felt warmer and made her way to a table in the corner, not pausing to see if he was following.

She wondered why it never occurred to her to use magic when she needed it, like just then in the snow..

Probably because Mum and Dad didn't like me to rely on it,she pondered slipping into her chair.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Jurrell looked back to the snow with trivial admiration. A smile spread across his lips. He looked back to the bar and saw Flyte a dferent type of admiration that made him sneer slightly. "In or out younge man letting the cold air in" an old man spoke from the counter. He closed the door taking one last look at the snow befor walking in and over to the tabble with Flyte. "I don't think I cauht your name out there what is it?" He said as he sat down.

[Flyte Vance]

She smiled as he sat down and held out her hand.

'My name is Flyte, how do you do?'

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

"I think you already know" Jurrell said figuring from how she reacted out in the snow that she must be something less or more than jsut a normal wizard. He said shaking her hand intentianally letting her touch it softly to see if she would react from it. "how bout you" He said ignoring the fact that he liked her touch.

[Flyte Vance]

Flyte took his hand and shook it firmly but gently.

'Me - I am starving and could eat a whole Elephant.' Flyte smiled at him, 'So Mystery Man -How are you feeling now?'

She picked up a menu as she watched for his reply.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Like butterflies are jumping in my stomache and my head is poundng for even thinking of such things He smiled "I geuss Im feeling better" He looked out the windown and began to miss the loud silencing snow. Missing the rose in his hand and essence of holding it with him so that ntohing else matered. Missing being the only one out there the lone wolf. He didn't say any of this though and tried his best so it wouldn't show.

[Flyte Vance]

Flyte ordered a hot drink and some fries, she really needed to quiet her stomach if she was going to concentrate.

'Well I am glad that you are feeling a little better. What were you doing out there?' She smiled genuinely at him and hoped that he could see she really did care. 'Why would you be sitting in the snow like that?'

She reached over and patted his hand reassuringly, picking up only a senseof melancholy.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

The small pitter of pain as she touched him. He ignored the feeling and just kept smilling weekly. "I just end up places and I like being alone" He admitted with a shrug. He was the lone wolf. He had more freinds and familly then anyone but he only got them by trying to run away from others. Wasn't that the irony in his life. Should he tell her that he was actually sitting out there because he had almost killed his girlfreind. He didn;t want to explain why he did it though or was it the fact that he just didn;t want to tell her he had a girlfreind. 'I agree with that one'. He ignored the voice.

[Flyte Vance]

Flyte smiled at him warmly and withdrew her hand, sensing his hesitance rather than feeling it.

'I like to be alone too at times, it is good for the soul to have time to reflect - though too much time is a Bad Thing.' Flyte smiled as the waitress bought over her order, paushing to drown her fries in tomato sauce Flyte shoved a few into her mouth, chewing quickly and smiling at Jurrell.

'These are really, really good. Do you want some?'

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

"nah im not in the mood for eating" He said feeling his queezy stomache. Not jsut moments ago he had eaten a deer fresh ou of the forrest. Something to feed his other side but it was distugsting and it made him not feel like eating for days. He smiled at her. He picked up the water glass holding some flowers in it. He picked them outh and grew them ontp the table makign a cool looking miniature garden. He tapped the side of the water glass as it turned to redwine. He smiled putting it back on the table and marvelling the smell and look of the delicous drink.

[Flyte Vance]

Flyte laughed, happy to see him smiling at last.

'how did you do that? That is just soooo unreal! hey you never did tell me your name!'

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

"do waht?" "Turn the water to wine or this?" He said pointing to the plant. He ignored her question about a name. If he told her it would give her more reason to remember him. He liked this girl but in a way he didn;t want to and so rmeembering eachother would make it harder for him.

[Flyte Vance]

'The whole 'land of Oz' growing from the table thing..' FLyte laughed at the comparison.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

He smiled and showed her his hand. Roughly splintered into was the shape of a dragonflies head. "Its a Dryad symbol they put it on me after tainting my blood" He admitted. "Im actually the first person to interact with Dryads learn there language and not be killed in the process" He bragged slightly. "there magic is closely tied with nature and so I can make things grow however i want and whenever i want" he smiled playing with theplant that swayed before he touched it.

[Flyte Vance]

'So... if I decided that I wanted to sport a head full of flowers for a fashion statement you could help me out?' she giggled. 'or if I wanted flowers to grow in my wake all i would need to do is ensure you walked beside me?'

Flyte's laughter rung through the resteraunt bright and clear, heads turned to see who it was.

'No seriously - thats pretty cool..'