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Cloak rippling on a none existing wind a hooded figure walked, moving from one world to his next destination. He had stayed to long on the last plane and now he had to move on. With a sigh he bowed his head, "Nothing good ever lasts long."

He quirked a brow at her, "Run this place? I don't think anyone truly owns the space between realms. It is easy to get lost here. To lose your soul here. So no I don't own it. I'm just passing through to my...." he considered how to put it, "next job." Truth be told his 'work' would be considered dirty.

he regraded her for a moment then nodded from beneath his hood, "Sure. I don't see any problem in it. Do you have any set destination or plane you wish to get to?" The mind mage's eyes held a faint glow."

The pale white marks on his face glowed slightly. In the turmoil of the blind eternity, the space between planes, it was easy to get lost. A wind that did not exist blew and rippled his cloak. The air swirled with all colors at once and yet none at all. It existed but didn't. That was the way of the area between planes. Jace nodded to her. He only knew of planeswalking as a way of traveling from plan to plan. A place with a portal didn't really come to mind. But he'd figure out what to do after he found a physical and safe plane to land on. "Don't stray to far." he called to her as he moved, cerulean blue glowing from beneath his hood. Who are you? Angels....she spoke of angels........ his mind wondered about her before he carefully extended his sense and began to use his magic. To probe her thoughts. To mind read. To jsut skim the surface of her thoughts to get a feel of her emotions, personality, and ambitions.

Ears folding slightly Jace worked to now gulp at the feeling. He had never seen a gun and wasn't sure what it was. but he was sure one thing. It couldn't be good. "Sorry. Habit I suppose. But it says something about you. You're not normal...."

Turning and letting his hood fall back he half chuckled, "So. You are a witch. That makes sense. I figured you weren't like me since you ended up here by accident." With the hood down it was easy to she the glow in his eyes and the icy patterns that traced his face. "And no. I am no wizard. I am a mage of blue mana. A mind mage." He dipped his head, "Jace Beleren."

At first he had no idea what she was talking about. Tattoos? He then realized she meant the marks on his face. With a soft chuckle he kept moving, to get out of the blind eternity , "They're aren't tattoos. They are marks of my powers as a mage." Umbra witch...... he repeated to himself. He had never heard the likes of it. But he could guess she had dark powers. "As for were we are going. Not really. The Blind Eternity is hard to travel." He could feel this void realm between planes pulling at his every fiber, trying to unravel him. We need to get out of here.... "Once we find a plane we'll figure out where we landed." and with that he moved father on, finding a point where the eathral winds swirled.