First day jitters (onira)

[Onira]

Onira waited quietly, as did Shea it seemed. Then again, he wasn't really surprised. She wasn't a very talkative person so it seemed, which was fine really. It was kind of cute. Onira was becoming more and more associated with people who didn't quite possess his almost overly confident demeanor. But, it took all types to make a school. Or atleast a group.

Once again, the ding! sounded, breaking the silence, but not by much. The two still remained quite, but not really for a reason. There wasn't any real nervousness between them. Atleast Onira felt comfortable around the girl. Maybe it was what he had been thinking earlier about the whole monster attack thing. Well, whatever it was, Onira didn't like it. Of course, he used one of his famous ice-breaking skills.

"I think I saw the corridor over here."

Okay, so it wasn't anything special, btu out of experience, Onira had found that you didn't really need uber skills to break the tension. Just confidence. Something Onira held quite a bit of.

He walked out the door, gesturing for Shea to follow him. The two would corner to the right as soon as they left, and as they walked down the halls, Onira decided it the time to get to know this girl.

"So, who do you got waiting for you back home?"

[Shea]

The elevator opened and she was very thankful that it was only the first floor as the elevator had built a bit of tension in her own mind with the silence and the boy next to her. She had already promised to buy him lunch and she would. She didn't welch on a bet or a deal.

They walked down the cooridor Shea still looking down at the rose in one hand every so often. Something about it was just perfect really. She heard his question and looked up shocked she knew what he was really asking but couldn't believe it. Wow... did he find her as attractive as she found him?


"Home? Oh well.. my dog Sammy. And.. my parents I guess if they are home that weekend or whatever. But.. no one else. Do..do you have someone waiting for you here or at home?" she ventured as they walked.

[Onira]

Onira let the question remain silent for a moment. His face didn't change expression, but inside, the answer struck him with a cold blade.

"No, I can't say I do. My parents died when I was little, and all I remember was living with my master. But, he died a couple years back, so all I've got to go on is my friends here at Arcane. But that's enough. They're nice people. Welcoming."

He started thinking about all the people he knew. Junpei. The man who hated his guts. However, Onira still thought of him as a close an personal friend. Then of course there was Phae. Gentle and kind, but about as confident and energetic as Onira. Then there was Xeryth. An odd boy. He wasn't really young, but reminded Onira of a little brother after his first day of schoolw hen he was teased. He seemed a little emo, but was mostly just shy. Also falling into the shy collumn was Phoebe. She was Phae's twin, but acted almost exactly Xeryth.

Onira smiled, suddenly turning towards the right. He looked at the doors, the countdown slowly beggining. 171. 172. 173...

"We're almost there. I'm actually sort of surprised. I thought this would take a lot longer. But, I can't complain. I look forward to being a help."

[Shea]

Onira seemed a bit put off by the question but she figured that if he was going to ask it then he would need to assume the question might be fired right back at him. She tried to smile reassuringly at him.

"Well, I bet with your personality you have a lot of friends if not a girlfriend. You seem to be very kind and easy to get along with." she said with a smile. Bella stired in his arms and gave him a reassuring meow.

Shea laughed at the meow.

"Seems Bella agrees." she said with a smile. And heard Onira's next words.

"Yes, it does seem to have passed rather quickly. Would you like to stay and... well the only thing I can offer currently is watch me unpack. But I am taking you to lunch so if you would like to be with me til then I would appreciate your company." she offered as she continued to follow him.

[Onira]

"Nope. No girlfriends. Not to say I wouldn't mind a girlfriend, but I haven't yet found someone who returned my affections. Of course, I could be wrong, but maybe I'm just looking in the wrong places."

He turned around at what was apparently her dorm and gave her a warm smile. He placed his hand against the locked knob, and slowly the light from his palm flashed. There was a click!, and the light dissipated, leaving Onira to open the door and offer Shea the first step in.

"Is you will miss Shea."

Once she walked in, Onira would follow over her and close the door, sitting down abruptly with his back against the door and hus butt against the ground. He had nowhere to be, and a nice girl to spend time with. What could be wrong with that?

"Well miss Shea, I will gladly accept that offer. I think I might enjoy my time here. Especially with such lovely company. Oh, I think I can manage myself here. Of course, if you don't mind me watching you unpack. I mean, it might be a little creepy. But if you're okay with it then by all means I'd love to be here."

He gave her a smile.

[Shea]

So the boy.. correction cute boy didn't have a girlfriend. How very interesting. She smiled at the light knowing he would be unlocking her door for her and then she stepped into her room. It was rather plain and her myriad of boxes were in the center along with her art things and her violin. She smiled. Seemed everything had made it in one piece.

Lovely? Lovely! He had called her lovely. She turned to look at him in surprise and smiled a slight blush crossing her features as she turned to her boxes Bella jumping out of his arms bounding to the window as she climbed up and spread out looking out into the garden below.

"I would like you to stay and no I won't find it strange that you watch me unpack. Might need manly help anyway to hang up a few pictures." she said with a smile.

She put her duffel down on the bed and looked around as if unsure where to start. She opened a small box of hair tied and beads and pulled out one of the rubber bands pulling her long black hair that had a few pearls strung in it up into a pony tail before she began setting up her easel and pains up between the desk and the window. She sat them up with care making sure everything was in it's own place her eyes darting to the boy blocking the door every so often.

"I'm thinking... is there a paint shop or somthing in town? I.. hate white walls." she said with a smile as she looked up at the walls and smirked.

[Onira]

Onira smiled, seeing the blush on Shea's face. He could already tell she wasn't so nervous anymore. Hell, she had even cracked a joke. Good. Onira didn't mind being in shy company, but he found it more comforable being in welcoming company. A warmer experience, he thought.

"A paint shop, huh?"

He gave a bit of a grin, already sensing what Shea was hinting towards. Alchemy. The ultimate tool of science. But, as already shown, awesome for quick decorations. She wanted a free room decoration. Or, atleast that was Onira's conclusion. Who knows, maybe she did actually want to paint her walls. But that was no fun. Atleast not for Onira. That meant he didn't get to use his chance to use some alchemy, and that sucked big time. No alchemy meant no experimenting, and no experimenting meant boring.

"Well, I don't know if there's any paint shops in town, but I might be able to help."

He slowly pushed himself off the floor, giving Shea a mischievous look as he did so. His violet orbs showed some sense of adventure. Like he was prepared to do something, but just needed the go ahead. However, that look fit the situation perfectly. He wanted to get the alchemy done, and all he needed was Shea's go ahead. Then, everything was set. Of course, it wasn't as big a deal as Onira made it seem. Alchemy didn't really send a rush through your body or anything. All it did was give Onira the feeling of being something more. Something more important than everyone else ont he surface. And it felt great.

"Would you enjoy my help miss Shea? I'll even make it free."

[Shea]

"Well, yes a paint shop. I only have oil pants and some watercolors and frankly they won't cover the walls well so for that I would need a paint shop. You know one of those big stores sell gallons of horrid smells yet beautifully colored fluids." she said with a wink and smiled at her own fun.

She was warming up to the boy. He would see that though shy she did have a fun personality and could even crack a joke or be sarcastic if relaxed enough. She opened her first box and it was clothes so dragging it over to the closet she began to hang her shirts up in the closet.

"Well, I don't really like the word free. So lets say I buy you lunch for your help on finding this place and dinner for decorating my room." she said. Oh, that was two dates... well maybe if that's what they were called she really wasn't sure if that's what they were or not.

"But feel free to go at the walls. I'd like to see what you can do and it'll be fantastic if it's anything like the talent I know you have." she said with a smile as she turned back to the closet.

[Onira]

He slouched over, a slight look of annoyance on his face. He had thought he was going to get to use alchemy on the walls. To change the colors. But no, she still wanted paint. Boring old paint. Smelly, icky, liquidy, sticky, annoying, paint. He couldn't figure out why. Who would go through all of the work of buying the ooey, sticky mess, when you could jsut change the base colors with alchemy.

"Harumph!"

Onira was becoming dead sure that Shea wanted to use paint. However, his face lit up once again when he heard the news. Lunch, dinner, and alchemy on the walls. Awesome!

"Sounds good miss Shea, however, it's going to be a little while until lunch, so..."

Onira let his legs fold underneath him, his butt planting firmly on the floor to give him a nice resting spot. Once again his back was against the door, and he had a good position going for his person.

"I guess I'll just let my 'lovely company' get to her work. Unless of course she already has a big manly picture for me to put up. Then I might be able to help now."

He gave her a grin. He was enjoying his day so far. Noted, it pretty much started off with being chucked out of the school, but on the other hand, he had met a nice, cute girl. That was well worth the small bit of pain.

[Shea]

Shea smiled over at him as he took his place by the door again. It was almost as if he didn't want her to leave and if it wasn't for Bella being so happy and asleep on the window sil she would have been a bit worried but Bella was good at knowing people and if she wasn't worried neither was Shea.

She finished unpacking the one box of clothing and she looked over with a smile at her new friend and nodded.

"No, I'm good. Pictures I will save last. I want to see what magic you work with my walls first." she said with a smile. "Do I need to sit down and be still.. or can I continue to unpack while you work?" she asked him.

She waited for his answer as she sat her violin on her desk and opened it as to make sure it was okay. She lifted it and carressed it gently. Not a scratch.. good. She began to replace it.

[Onira]

Onira gave a look at Shea as she looked at the violin. She was quite the strange one. Not in a bad way or anything, just different. Onira liked it. Regular people were boring. No fun. It was people who thought outside of every day regularity that he liked. Probably because they were most like him.

"Nope, you can keep working. Hell, I only need to sit here to get all the walls and stuff done right. But first I need to know what color or colors you want. I'm not too sure what kind of a person you are. I think you might be a sort of deep violet, but of course, this isn't my room so I can't say."

He gave a smile and placed his hand against the wall next to him. He could already feel the warmth. The heat in his body that came whenever he produced it. The power to use alchemy. The energy that ran through him, and was just beging to be released into the tattoo. But not yet. The heat would have to wait until Shea decided. Purple. Blue. Red. Anything. Hell, Onira could make a bunch of colorful swirls on the walls if Shea demanded it. But it all depended.

"What would you like Miss Shea? It's your pick."

Onira puffed his cheeks for a moment, wondering desperately what Shea would say. The tension was killing him.

[Shea]

Shea thought for a moment and placed her violin back in it's case before leaving it on the desk with a lingering touch for a moment. She sat down on the edge of her bed and took on a look of great thought she would be seeing these walls for sometime years most likely and she wanted them to be something that she could stand to look at for a while.

She snapped her fingers and looked over at her alchemist and gave him a nod.

"I know just what I want. I like the deep violet color you mentioned, purple being my favorite color. I was hoping you could maybe accent it with shiny silver trim?" she asked looking over at him hopeful.

"Do..do you think you can?" she asked. "And.. how are you with changing dull furniture to snazzy silver.. kinda a stainless steal look?" she asked getting a bit excited. "I don't want to ask for too much but this room is rather.. dull."

[Onira]

Onira gave a toothy grin as he listened to Shea's requests. The paint was easy enough, but if he remembered correctly the beds were made of wood, as was the furniture. A little crappy wood too.

"Well, I can do the colors for you easily, however, I can't change wood to metal. Everything's gotta stay in the same elemental family. But, I could give the wood a stainless steal look if you'd like that. Make it atleast look like silver. I know it's not what you wanted, but it's all I can do for ya. Sorry."

He gave a smile, not even letting Shea reply before he placed his palm against the wall. The tattoo lit up all of a sudden, the bright energy being clouded a bit by his fingers. Instantly the light crawled along the ceiling and the walls, holding steadily for a moment, before receeding back, and revealing the new art piece of Onira's. The ceiling was a slightly lighter purple than the walls, which were very rich and deep, and of course, laced around the edges with silver. Not even a grey either. It was sparkling using a slight metal flake from a tiny little chunk of metal in the wall's inner supports. Although that sounds a little daunting and scary, there was really no need to worry. The amount was so little, that the walls would be jsut as strong as before. Hopefully.

"Now for the furniture!"

Onira placed his hand against the floor, letting the light beam out of his palm once again. It absorbed itself into flooring, and popped out a small little piece of wood from the floor against the furniture. The light beemed again, this time engulfing all of the furniture in it's beams. For another time the light held strong for a moment, but quickly dissapeared to reveal the furniture. It was steal. Atleast, it looked like it. Hell, unless you got nice and into it, it would be pretty hard to tell if it was wood or metal.

"I think it looks good. What about you?"

[Shea]

Shea watched as the world around her was transformed as per her specs. She was definatly going to owe Onira more than a lunch and a dinner for this.

She watched as the light covered the walls and just as specified they turned into a deep beautiful purple color it was perfect and the room was already darker than it had been but it had style the shinning silver trim really set off the room and she grinned widely from just that but the ceiling a light purple color was amazing in of it's self giving the feeling of the room being taller than it was.

She was so busy staring at the walls and the ceiling that she didn't even think about the furniture until he said something. She turned her attention back to her truly talented friend the wooden rose sitting next to her on the bed. More bright lights and her eyes grew wide yet again. Her smile only growing as she saw what had happened to the ugly wooden furniture. It now had the appearance of metal but completly retaining its wooden qualities.

"I think it looks good. What about you?" he asked.

Her head turned to look at him her eyes still wide with excitement. She stood and walked over to him. She knealt down on the floor next to him and put her arms around his neck in a gentle hug.

"It's perfect." she whispered as she hugged him a little more before pulling back. "Somehow dinner seems inadequate."

She was very red blushing severely from such a bold move as to hug him a strand of her hair fell loose from her temporary pony tail around her face as she looked to Onira and then around her room yet always back to Onira.

[Onira]

Onira simply smiled as she hugged him, returning the warm embrace until she pulled away. As he had guessed, her face was beet red, and it was slightly ammusing. But Onira didn't laugh. He simply gave her the sight of a warm smile, and brushed the hair out of her face. With a gentle tone, he spoke to the girl

"Thank you. That was more than a reward enough miss Shea."

His words rang true, atleast to him. The warmth of something like a hug was more special to him than any item or sight or moment. Just being with those he cared for always seemed to remain the best present, for it was the warmth of friendship and love that kept him going in his days. It felt great.

"Please do not blush miss Shea. I don't wish to make you nervous with my presents. I just wish to help... when I can. But if I am being a nuisance then simply command me and I will leave. I won't enjoy it, but I will do it."

He let the moment sink in for a moment, before his tattoo lit up yet again and he placed his palm against the floor. The floor shown brightly for a minute, but of course, the light dissipated, revealing only the slightest change this time.

"Heheh... forgot the wooden furniture to floor spikes."