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Brise's eyes lit up at the memory of a few celebrations. "Yes, quite a few in fact. I still have the dress they gave me to wear. I had never before seen anything so detailed and the fabric seemed weightless." She was almost glowing in joy at the special memories flashing for her.

Maverik smiled, glad his charge was smiling in true joy once again. Maybe he could talk the elf into staying with them, then everything would be alright. e hoped at least.

"Nay, I am the lucky one. A female should never consider herself lucky to capture a male's attentions. A male should feel privileged to have a female acknowledge him at all." He corrected lightly. He was enjoying himself almost as much as Brise at the companionship he was getting. There really was good in life.

The bushes rustled near the three people that gathered in the Forgotten Forest. In an instant, Nicholas popped out from the leaves, flying towards the girl with medium, dark brown hair. With great speed in flight, he reached out in attempts to carry her into the air, laughing playfully. Nicholas would not allow them any time to react unless the reaction was that of being surprised and shocked at his sudden appearance. The air around him held no ill-will or threatening presence.

(Oh. My bad. The page kind of made her hair look black. Also, to me, hair past the shoulder blades is already too long. You can guess that I like short hair from that. >_>)

Holding the girl in a bridal style position in his arms, Nicholas laughed at his success at capturing her and making her shocked. Flying high into the air, Nicholas made sure to float above the right position of the forest. If he wanted this to work, they would have to be at the right height and spot. "How's this for being weightless?" he laughed, implying to her earlier comment. He leaned in slightly near her face, observing it at a closer range. "You're a lot prettier at this distance," he beamed a grin at the girl. Staring down at the two other people, his grin widened at their surprised expression as well. "They seem worried. We shouldn't keep them waiting then," he teased her. He waited until the wind around them died down before he whispered into her ear. "Brace yourself." As quickly as he appeared, Nicholas earring seemed to have jingled slightly once before he dove down, still holding the girl tightly in his arms as to make sure she does not struggle too hard and end up falling. He continued to speed up the more he dove down, alert and ready in case one of her friends tried to stop him somehow. He acted like one, but he was not a fool; of course Nicholas would not know how these strangers defended themselves. He would have to just be cautious, not wanting his entertaining plans ruined.

Ana nodded, she was laughing as well. "Some are more gifted at it than others though." She said, remembering how long it had taken her to learn the art.

Ana was about to reply to Maverik when the rustling bushes distracted her, before she could turn to look Nicholas shot out and carried Brise into the air. It took a moment for her to figure out the newcomer's race. "Always up to something aren't you?"

Ana returned the bow and arrow to their rightful spots, unsure at what point she had drawn them. She was trying to think of a way to get Brise away from the fay when he started to dive. Ana did the first thing that came to mind, she called on wind to stop Nicholas. While she had nearly mastered elemental magic it appeared that wind was this fay's element and so her magic probably wouldn't do much. Ana hoped it would at least slow their descent though.

Her wind powers flared full force, the leaves flying everywhere as long as it was away from her. The fey might be Wind born, but she had millenniums on him. Her essence powers gripped him, keeping him from vanishing, but other than that, he could still move about.
Her hair shifted with her use of powers, black as night and reaching her ankles. Everything else stayed the same, but her powers still kept flaring.
"You are either the most insane being I have ever came across, or the most suicidal!" She yelled, wrapping her arms around herself protectively.
Maverik rushed to her side, his own wind and aura powers flaring. But more controlled than Brise's. The boy's aura was pure wind, but that didn't stop Maverik's from lashing out.
"Brise, are you hurt?" He asked, removing his cloak and wrapping it about her. She was red, suddenly realizing that her choice of clothing was not a good idea. A plunging neckline and mini didn't offer much protection. Her elven boots were about the only thing worth anything for cover and protection.

A gust of wind hit him in the face as Brise stood in one fluid movement. Her eyes flaring angrily, she clutched the cloak about her tightly. Only when someone acted like this around her did she ever get embarrassed.
"What is your name?" She demanded, holding her head high as she regained her composure. Her skin faded back to its light tone, her hair returning to its earlier look.
She was slightly unsettle by the look in the male's eyes. His smile almost unnerved her, she was not use to having males look that way at her.

Maverik stood with her, glaring death at the boy.
"I do not trust any male around Brise, boy. Keep your hands to yourself or I'll make sure you never touch her again." His voice was filled with malice, dripping with threat.
He would not harm the boy as long as he re-framed from touching his charge. He would not have them thrown out of this place because of a fey that was being mischievous.
Using a slight lift of his hand, everything loose, namely the leaves, flew off. He would not allow anything for the fey to hide in around at the moment. Until he knew the name of this lad, he would take no chances.


{Brise has been around for a very long time. Her parents got together when the earth was still young. Maverik had been around since just after the creation, and Brise is only a couple centuries younger}

"Maverik is not my boyfriend." Brise replied as calmly as possible. "Would you please tell me your name?" She tried again, asking softer. She looked up at him from under her eye lashes.

Maverik shook his head, he should have expected that. It still made him want to laugh, though. He considered Brise a daughter, nothing more. He kept his mouth shut, letting Brise try. She might get more out of the male than he could. Even if she had to flirt slightly.

((Its alright, and I think I'll wait for Fey to start posting again. We're kinda taking off without her sweatdrop ))

((No, go ahead, I'm just going to wait for her.))