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Jenn walked into the room and found a place in the corner to sit but was not what she had to do there.

(I was in the hospital for a week and still a little weak so my post count will be a little slow for awhile)

Jynx walked out of the pub and took a look at the Training Grounds , not so far away. She needed to get away. meeting Mr Smurf was just too much for her fragile human psyche. She needed a breath of air. Unlike many of tthose which had come to the Night Army, Jynx was no warrior.
She found sanctuary here though. Here they didnt turn her away, despite the curse , Even let her work in the pub cleaning and sometimes even as a waitress.
Even though disaster always seemed to follow her. She had no mystical powers that she knew of. but then again she never new her father either, which is where the curse had come from. Her mother had told her that atleast.

Jynx walked out onto the field , her coffee in hand and could see the two women in the distance not far, she raised one hand and waved at them in hello.

jynx leaned over to peek around jenn at the course...
She looked back at Alice...
"ill give it a shot... not like i ahve anything better to do " She said with a shrug "but fair warning, im a bad omen, and im not responsible for what may or maynot happen"

Jynxx took off her apronand kinda rolled her sholders..."oh great... wonder ful. imma freaking DIE" She thought to her self , mumbling alittle.

She causiously aproached poking one of the beams with one little finger, and it creaked. she shuddered and prayed the whole thing didnt collaspe on her.

She gave it a try, but failed missurably. Bad luck followed that girl like the plague. thought watching he go threw was definatly interesting. It was like watching one of those final destination movies, just with out the death.

Always it seemed she just barely seemed to avoid a accident, leaving destruction in her wake. She was like a walking disaster waiting to happen.


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Pala'am snuck out, leaving Dars in the room to sleep. her heavy snoring had kept him awake most the evening. He began to take a light stroll just to see his surroundings. The ground beneath his simple cloth slippers hurt his feet. he felt so heavy here in this world, and his feet were yet use to the coursness of the ground. He Tugged on a thread, and buffered under his feet with a tiny spell that allowed him to walk on an inch thick layer of air. it was littel comfort. Even such simple spells were harder here.
He soon came on the two women in the field and the girl from before ducking and dodging swinging bags . A chain snapped and the heavy bag flew towards the girl, it would surely end her life!
he raised his hand, and the bag stopped mid swing, mare centermeters from the girls face , whos eyes were close . He tilted his head and the large heavy bag fell to the ground.

The girl blinked..."Mr smurf!?" she said when she finally opened her eyes.
He cocked an eyebrow...Why did the wooman insist on calling him a smurf? what was a smurf anyway?

he aproached the two women on the feild and greeted them each with a polite bow . His accent was thick, but he seemed to be learning fast.
"hwdu u du?" he asked (how do you do ) "Anmihni grytynz " (And many greetings)

his voice was soft and musical , though his tongue was obviously not build to wrap around their language, he managed , with some trouble.

Pala'am Tucked his delicatly boned hands with their long thin fingers into the sleaves of his newly repaired Celestrial thread robes. his uncanny eyes looking over them both . He was very small , delicate looking , with a thin chest and long thin limbs. He looked like he would break with a single blow. he was only about as large as a small child of perhaps 8 yrs old.

His feet did not touch the ground, but rather he walked on an inch layer of air beneath his small, elongated, almost cat like feet , with long finger like toes with the big toe off to the side like a hand .
he watched them , watched their lips when they talked, and tried to mimic the movements with his own mouth. He was learnign from them.

Alice stared at the newcomer in suspicion. He had interrupted the training going on in the obstacle course and was unable to see how Jenn was going to react to the obstacle coming at her. She could sense no animosity towards them only a natural curiosity. She sent out a mental probe testing his strength.
Alice was surprised by the fact that he had extremely strong shields. She withdrew not wanting to draw his attention. She turned towards Jenn and told her to redo the last obstacle. She knew that Jenn had potential after watching her some but she would need one-on-one training.
She watched the conversation between Jynx and "Mr. Smurf" as she waited for Jenn to complete the course.

Pala'am blinked , Horixonal lids closed over his large blue silver eyes. He felt a mind touch his own, but was not given access. It was tenuous , like whisps of smoke dancing at the edge of a crystal shield .
Darklips parted slightly in a small smile. He reached out with his own mind and spirit, he did not push his thoughts, but rather allowed but a small thread to reach out and touch at her mind . Pala'am was surprised a creature of this world was do apt at Mindsongs .He wondered if she could weave speech threw it, like his kind. He let the tip of his thread probe her outer walls, undoubtedly she could feel his presence . He searched for a thread long enough , one which...ah there it was!
The invisible spirit thread wrapped around the womans, and threw it he spoke , as He spoke in his native tongue, only meaning would enter the mind. as if she knew his words in her own tongue , gleaming the surface of her mind , but never entering deeper . Just enough to allow his words to pass to her, though his mouth moved in his native tongue, the meaning was shared threw the link.
~~I shall not enter where i am not welcome , Child of this world ~~ The soft mind voice out of sync with the movement of his mouth uttering the musical beautiful tones like that of flute and bells of his language.

His gaze moved from her , and the thread withdrew, leaving enough behind for her to send if she chose to, but not enough to be intrusive.
His eyes shifted to the young woman dancing threw the course. He found this situation curious. he studied her movements threw the trials. She was physically very apt. He wondered if such physical strength was such the norm on this world.

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Jynx walked up to him , eyes narrowed at the little blue man. "What are you anyway?" She suddenly blurted as she walked around the bag, now swinging like before. She towered over the small elf like creature , She was tall even for a human. And he was so...short...
Suddenly she was standing eye to eye with the blue man , over a foot of air under his feet.
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Pala'am held the thread of Air , weaving it to hold him to her great height . He felt so feeble standing beside such tall powerful creatures, no creature of the Singing Crystals, they all were so strong and with bodies like stones compared to his. He felt suddenly very insecure.
He reached for her thread,so he could be better understood . He found her threads too chaotic, moving and slipping away from his completely as if repelled.....
He blinked. A denizen of that Void?!
He tried and failed once more. He frowned at her before speaking. "Ihahm Spyryt" He said sounding the syllables as best he could.
"Whtru?"

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