Wallow was in the middle of sipping his drink when he was asked this question, he tilted the glass back a little further and then set his drink down, looking at Kei as if she had asked him something incredibly silly, "what wate..." His eyes had wandered down to his legs and his sentence dropped midway through as a terrified look, impaled itself about his face and he took a quick fighting stance, every muscle in his body tensing up before he could even make a rational thought. "What the HELL IS THIS?!" he nearly screamed, quickly jumping backwards, trying to get away from it, naturally it followed, a small stream of water following behind his trajectory. Landing and seeing it was still there, he began kicking outwards, the water following each of his feet as the flailed about in a comical manner, he kept spitting out curses and things that wouldn't be heard, of the things that could be heard, "devil water, what the hell?! seriously what the @$%& is going on?! GET IT OFF!! KILL IT!!!"
He began to stomp his feet wildly, his arms flying backwards to get momentum as he grinned and threw his arms down, obviously holding back so as not to destroy the floor below him as his hand passed through the water. Flailing about still, he began to run, looking back at the water, trying to outrun it, but to no avail, the water seemed to follow him wherever he went. In looking backwards at something that is chasing them, one should always take note of the things that are in front of you, Wallow had failed to do this and managed to collide with a barstool, followed by several chairs whilst trying to catch himself as he hit a table and flipped backwards over it, hitting the floor with a dull thud followed by a painful groan. He couldn't give up and despite a violent jolt to the head, he got up gripping his skull, looking down at the water and scowling, jumping into the air and vanishing from sight, for a moment the water lingered and then vanished as well. A strong wind picked up inside the bar as Wallow appeared, fell and disappeared, several times in the air, each time managing one word as he seemed to teleport all around the bar. "try...to...follow...me...now....YEA WHAT NOW?!" He hit the floor again, more of his body giving than the floor, the bar would have no pity on his flesh this day.
He slowly got up, the water around his feet now dancing to a point that you might swear it was singing and laughing at him, Wallow wouldn't let this go. He got up and vanished again, appearing behind the bar with a turkey baster and a bucket in hand. He stopped and disappeared under the bar, several explicatives later he came up and sprayed the contents of the baster into the sink and ran the dispose-all, a twisted maniacal look on his face of absolute victory. Noone would ever see a look of victory change to a look of terror that fast ever again as the water rose out of the sink and attached itself to Wallow's face as he yelped in terror, "What do you want with me?!" The water detached itself and settled at his feet again as he crawled out from behind the bar, exhausted, he wouldn't try anything dangerous here, no magic for the sake of the beautiful construction of the bar. "The power of christ compels you!!! OUT DAMNED SPOT!!!" He looked back to the people in the bar, speechless.
