DBOOC and DB - Kayel meets Endive

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[00:50] *[user]Kayel[/user] squeaks and waves good night to Galen!
[00:54] [user]Endive[/user]: A floofy squeaker.
[00:54] [user]Maize a Saiyan[/user]: [i]pokes at Caulibutt[/i]
[00:54] *[user]Kayel[/user] is a floofy squeaker indeed! And peeks at Endive...
[00:55] *[user]Endive[/user] is a green saiyan. So very green.
[00:57] *[user]Kayel[/user] also takes note that he is a magic Saiyan, as in.. Saiyan that uses magic! She does too, so now she's just going to stare and squint... and wonder about what paint he got into, or if he ate too much broccoli..
[01:00] [user]Maize a Saiyan[/user]: [i]that's impressive if he ate Broly[/i]
[01:01] *[user]Endive[/user] leans down and ruffles her hair, smiling back at her with chartreuse eyes. He can tell she's pretty magical, too. Like attracts like, after all. The fingers of his left hand reach down and stir the dirt some, and in short order, colorful flowers start to speedily bloom up from the ground. Pinks and yellows and violets and whites and blues. Surrounded by mint!
[01:05] *[user]Kayel[/user] leeeeaned into the ruffling of her tail, tail flicking idly behind her. However, once that magic took its hold, she darted. Her chin was to the ground and eyes locked to the greenery growth right before her face. A few small prismatic orbs of light bounced up from her shoulders and hovered like fireflies. "Ooooo..."
[01:05] [user]Maize a Saiyan[/user]: [i]is Caulifla ok?[/i]
[01:06] [user]Endive[/user]: [sub]She'll be fine. Just needs some ice[/sub]
[01:07] *[user]Endive[/user] bent to stand back up, resting his palms on his hips with his glossy green tail idly coiling and uncoiling behind him in a slow dance, observing his handiwork and the wee saiyan appreciating it. "Some just are born with a green thumb. Always was an overachiever."
[01:09] *[user]Kayel[/user] nodded up to Endive. "Yeah you gots two green thumbs!"
[01:11] *[user]Endive[/user] snorts, swinging his tail to let it drape across Kayel's shoulders like a stole. "And you're a small lady with a heavy life and a very light soul, aren't you?"
[01:15] *[user]Kayel[/user] was now wearing a tail! This made her overly curious enough to touch and pet, as it was also green. "I dunno if my life is heavy and soul is light.. but I is small! And a lady. Ladies has dresses and I gots two of thems!"
[01:15] [user]Endive[/user]: That makes you quite the lady!
[01:19] [user]Champa the Dork[/user]: Heyo
[01:29] *[user]Kayel[/user] doesn't think she's that much a lady 'cause she likes to do things that are not very ladylike. That's also why she's so dirty, and dirtier with prying herself up from the ground to stare at the flowers.
[01:32] *[user]Endive[/user] removes his tail from her shoulders, moving the tip about with the dexstrous articulation of a dancing ribbon to draw a line across the ground. Raspberry bushes start cropping up in the line left behind. Complete with plump berries! "Careful of the thorns now, dear."
[01:39] *[user]Kayel[/user] pursed her lips and was soon nose to the ground almost. She's really peering at those bushes! "Huh.. It's like some.. super fasts creations growin'.. Do they stays forevers like the other bushes and stuffs do??"
[01:41] *[user]Endive[/user] nods his head, his beard touching his chest each time. "Mmhmm! Until the season changes, as is normal for them!"
[01:52] *[user]Kayel[/user] pondered and sat up abruptly, carefully touching one of the berries before picking it up. "..Can you puts that magic in stuffs like berries or seeds and then if they goes somewhere, they can grow all overs and make it better?.."
[01:56] *[user]Endive[/user] contemplatively stroked his beard. In truth, it wasn't a question of, 'could' he, but, 'would' he. "Hhhmmmmmmmmmhhh!!" He thoughtfully hums. Reaching into his denim jeans pocket, inserting his forearm deeper than most pockets are supposed to go. In short order, withdrawing his hand. Misc. flower seeds, some vegetable seeds, some nuts. Rolling them about in his palm. "Depending how much 'better' is required. I have limits to what I can do over time and place."
[02:05] *[user]Kayel[/user] pondered even more, fingers curling to her chin. "Well.. even if it wasn't all the sudden poof fixeds.. There's lots of spots that loses trees and plants and whole grounds to holes. I dunno how to makes them better yets but that's part of what I wanna does.."
[02:08] *[user]Endive[/user] moves to sit himself down, pressing the bottoms of his feet together and creating a lap. "A worthwhile thing to learn. Not an easy thing to learn, but a worthwhile thing to learn. Maybe you can be taught." Tilting his head with a hum. "You may be a little young to grasp it. But trying couldn't hurt."
[02:11] *[user]Kayel[/user] found her violet gaze sliding to her hands, thumb nudging the berry in her palm. "Mister Master Lord Demigra says I gots in-fin-tees with some magics 'cause my head is open and I gots more stuffs in me then some peoples gots 'cause they do other stuffs and see stuffs differents. I can try.. I likes to learn all kinds of things!"
[02:15] *[user]Endive[/user] chortles. Well, those were some common sentiments. If not exactly using the usual language to describe them. "Well, Mr. Endive... [sub]That's me, by the way,[/sub] thinks it might be fun to try." Reaching out, giving her nose a little touch. Boop. "Some time. Then you could grow what you wish, wherever you wish. Even learn the names of plants and bring them with you, in your mind. Wherever you go."
[02:20] *[user]Kayel[/user] blinked twice to the boop to her nose, smiling with a small squeaked laugh. "You thinks so, Mister Endive?? I'd like that.. I wanna help fixes the broked stuffs.. I gots a spell I kinda uses but it's not the same 'cause it can't hold or goes back so muches."
[02:22] *[user]Endive[/user] "Ohh?" He asks, with an intrigued tone. An expression that just says, 'show me,' without so much as a word. "Any spell knowledge is a feat, dear. Flawed or not. Can you perform it now?"
[02:30] *[user]Kayel[/user] glanced about and shook her head. "No 'cause nothin' needs it so it won't works.. But it's called Mend.. I try to put two spells together to does it. I takes the Heals and the Time Skips Back and puts them together to uh.. try and puts stuffs back to how it was 'fore it got broked.."
[02:33] *[user]Endive[/user] "Reeeaaally now!" He croons, fascinated. Lifting the dark blue sunglasses off of his own nose, holding them in his right hand, he upturns his palm and casually crushes the lenses, opening his hand to hold the pieces in one place. "Well, I just so happen to have something that could use a little mending!"
[02:41] [user]Broly[/user]: uh
[02:41] [user]Broly[/user]: Endive and Kayel
[02:41] [user]Broly[/user]: really?
[02:41] [user]Endive[/user]: [sub]what?[/sub]
[02:42] [user]Broly[/user]: does this really seem like the room for slice of life roleplay?
[02:42] [user]Kayel[/user]: [sub]It's not different from the other people who post cooking, eating or petting each other.. but alright. I'll cease and return room to silence.[/sub]
[02:43] [user]Broly[/user]: ic room or dimensions
[02:43] [user]Endive[/user]: [sub]fair 'nuff.[/sub]



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[03:57] *[user]Kayel[/user] jumped back as the sunglasses were shattered, her little lights flashing a sudden showcase of dark blue hue before returning to prismatic form. [color=cyan]"They was okays 'fore you broked them.."[/color] The girl frowned, stepping over to Endive and peering at the pieces. Both hands cupped about his one with a focus on the remnants of his sunglasses. She thought better of it after a moment, withdrawing a small alabaster wand from her sleeve and holding it in both hands over his hand. Chanting, a soft white glow formed as golden swirls spiralled forth with the dance of tiny gears. [color=cyan]"[b]Mend[/b].."[/color] It was the only clear word spoken. The pieces were tugged into place proper just in the reverse order of how they had broken in hsi grasp. Once together, a soft flash of white light flowed through the cracks and settled.

The sunglasses were fixed! At least, fixed back to their state of when she had seen them last. Any other marrings would be there from prior to her seeing them. As she lowered her wand, the vibrant purple sparkled to her gaze revealing those non-almond eyes were much more on the violet scale than prior seen. [color=cyan]"There.. Please don't breaks them 'gain.."[/color]


[04:09] *[user]Endive[/user] watched, with rapt fascination and serene, almost indifference as this little flickering phantasm of a girl did what she does. "[color=green]They were. But so is most anything before something or someone breaks them. My shades are no different. The how and why matter none for their state, only the result.[/color]" Cooly observing the emergence of that alabaster focusing tool, taking mental notes of her demeanor and actions. Definitely a pupil for something less than mundane. Definitely more scholarly and arcane than esoteric. But was it magic? Not in the most conventional of senses. And yet, it wasn't the sort of thing one typically saw exhibited from a ki user, either. That left very few other forces it could possibly be. Very interesting. Compelling. Cooly observing through his chartreuse eyes, while his tail coiled and uncoiled itself in the air behind him.

Just as she'd said. A complete reversal of order from what had been. Watching the lenses and the bent frames reattach themselves and return to normal, whole and unmarred in his outstretched hand. In short order, he placed them back on the bridge of his nose, twitching his ears and chuckling. "[color=gren]I don't make a habit of breaking my own things, my dear. And I ordinarily wouldn't, but it'd be such a shame to break anything around here, just to see if you could fix it.[/color]" Glancing about at the forested meadow where he sat, resting his palms on his denim jeans covered knees. "[color=green]I haven't come upon many like you before. You're quite a special little girl, you know.[/color]"


[04:20] *[user]Kayel[/user] nodded to his words as she balanced upon her bare feet. She really didn't look like much of a scholar, but she also didn't look like much of anyone else with her garb. The outfit was of rather dark charcoal gi and a deep purple under shirt that hid most of her bandaging but left her neck showcasing it. A maroon sash was about her waist and it seemed mundane fighters' training clothing.. save for that golden bracelet upon her wrist that pulsed. [color=cyan]"I guess so.. but we coulda tried to find stuffs that needs the fixes. It's always 'round all over the places. Peoples do the fights and it's great! But.. it kinda messes up stuffs when they trains and sometimes worster.."[/color]

She turned back to Endive and bounced on her feet, wand held in both hands with eager grip as she flashed a bright smile. [color=cyan]"That's the kinda stuffs I wanna fixes!"[/color] The excitement lit up the violet to her gaze and likewise those prismatic little lights at her shoulders bounced with new brilliance. At being called special however, that excitement dimmed to something much more somber, smile softening. [color=cyan]"Maybe.. I dunno.. I just wanna fix stuffs and helps. And bring smiles. The good smiles. Not the grrr smiles that don't have the good feels. I knows I's different... but.. that's okays. Everyone is kinda differents and the sames. Like us! We both has tails!"[/color] Kayel promptly waggled her thick brown tail in show.


[04:39] *[user]Endive[/user] chuckles. She was absolutely right. Both consciously, and for things her immature mind wouldn't even be able to comprehend for years- if not, decades. Whatever circumstances had made her different, he couldn't rightly say. It was a mystery. How natural a mystery? That itself, part of the mystery. He himself was dressed for the occassion; Just a pair of denim men's jeans, and a funny button up shirt, with patterns of moons and stars upon it, breaking up clouds and a dark sky. A wide brimmed hat rested on his head, the top of it sagging and flopping backwards. A small belt with a modest brass buckle enclosed it, around the middle.

"[color=green]Can you fix big things just as easily?[/color]" He asked, patiently. She was a little thing. Couldn't have been more than seven, so he imagined. Even big for her age, it seemed unlikely she could possibly be much older. "[color=green]Big things are harder to fix. Take a little more effort, time and power.[/color] I can do that trick too, my dear. But, not quite the same way as you do. Your method is... different. And that's a very interesting thing."

Gears and gold. Things reversing. That was no mere repair, that was an unraveling of things and events in present time. Such a will did not come from a fool, or a youth. That sort of thing was endowed. By what and whom, he resolved to discover. "[color=green]Noble goals. Quite a few people spend far too much time fighting over things that mean nothing.[/color]" Swinging his tail around, offering the big, glossy green thing to slide alongside hers. A solidarity touch! "[color=green]But things can be different. From time to time.[/color]"


[04:53] *[user]Kayel[/user] promptly shook her head at the question. [color=cyan]"It's kinda different for all the things.. Big stuffs and little stuffs.. Like a big rock is easier then a little tree. But a little rock is easier then a big tree. And if somethin' is made of more stuffs too, like uh.. well.. I dunno what it's made of but like a fancy chair made for the royal peoples with special butts. It's not just one stuffs but more stuffs to it. To fixes it is harder and means more focuses. I's still learnin' what needs lots of focuses and I dunno 'til I try to does it. I wanted to use my wand for your glasses to be the.... .the... ..the... focus anchor, so I can do the spell better 'cause it's more then one thing."[/color]

She reached up, wiping sweat from her forehead and pocketing that wand to her sleeve.. sleeving it.. with her other hand. [color=cyan]"Fights happens.. I... ..I like to watches spars and trains stuff but I.. don't like to fights so much.. Not 'less I know I won't hurt who I's trainin' with. Then it's fun! But.. hurtin' peoples and breakin' stuffs isn't fun.."[/color] Her tail likewise slid against Endive's, Kayel beaming at the contact and hugging her tail to his in a light hold, like a handshake. [color=cyan]"I dunno lots of peoples with tails no more.. I seen somes do trains and fights but.. I don't meets lots of peoples so muches now. Your tail has some shines!"[/color]


[05:05] *[user]Endive[/user] "[color=green]Indeed. That shininess and my color sets me apart from the rest of our kind. As I'm sure you've noticed with your wonderful little lights, mmm?[/color]" He said, motioning to the trio of mood-orbs that seemed to be ever present. Like little perceptible visual hallucinations that others could see. "[color=green]It just means there's more to us than our heritage. That's all.[/color]" Weakly curling his tail around hers, giving his crossed legs a pat. An invite to a lap, if she felt like taking it- but an offer, not an obligation. No expectation. "[color=green]I was born to people that learned interesting things about their world, and the forces native to it. People that knew very much about plants, animals, rocks, water and air.[/color]"

That brought him to adjust his posture, straightening his back while tilting his head the other way, regarding her with a playful expression. "[color=green]So where did your uniqueness come from, Kayel? Did someone special teach you how to fix things? Or is it something you've always known how to do?[/color] Because I was born green. But I had to learn how to make plants bloom as I wished." Emphasizing his statement with a little touch of the meadow. A dandilion popping up, shortly thereafter.


[05:18] *[user]Kayel[/user] straightened promptly! [color=cyan]"O-oh."[/color] Immediately those little lights flickered out of existence. She glanced aside, embarrassed as her tail curled back to her and into a faux knot. [color=cyan]"I was born a bad Saiyan but my Daddy always said it was okay 'cause even if I didn't fights or do fights good, I can cheer for people who does."[/color]

Lap pat. Lap sit. She was very polite in this rather than just flopping despite her usual antics and gestures. [color=cyan]"Tankoo.. It sounds like your peoples was from forests spots and had lots of nature.. My peoples wasn't. It was a whole lots of nuffin'!"[/color] And she shuddered, because still memories of the Outskirts were ever present, despite her age.

[color=cyan]"I dunno it all but.. my Daddy was a Saiyan but was a demon and he just said I gots born differents.. I gots my lights when I got really very scared and was alones one day in the dark 'cause I falled in a biiiig hole in the ground that was way way way deeps in the unders of the ground. I was there for a long.. long times... I couldn't find no ways out! But my lights helped.. I thinked they was just fireflies.. but they pops up when I don't think 'bout them sometimes and they did that then."[/color] She fiddled with her fingers, tail coiling to her lap. [color=cyan]"But I knows it's 'cause.. I's not 'posta exists... ..but I want to. And Mister Master Lord Demigra says I can and gots the right to and he helps me. He even made my wand!"[/color] That dandelion was smiled upon, her tail shifting forward to just give it a tiny nudge.


[05:31] *[user]Endive[/user] the little dandilion, humble in its roots and origins, wobbled and bobbed with the force her her tiny nudge. Uncaring of the wind or air about it, growing as it was risen up to do and leveling out. As if it were always there. Its creation was not natural, and yet one can't tell it apart from the world around it. It may as well have sprung from a seed of a local dandilion weed. No matter how foreign it truly is. There's probably a metaphor here. But like all things with the natural world, it's subject to interpretation. A pretty weed, for her observation and interaction! Nodding in the breeze.

He considered her story thoughtfully, doing his best to be as comfortable as he could be. A demon? Hm. Unlikely. Metaphoric? Trash talk from a scorned mother... community? Reaching into his pocket, he produced a fresh hair brush from the depths and took to grooming the surface of her dark mane. Experimentally, at first. Pulling her hair was definitely not on the list of things he wished to do.

"[color=green]Sounds like you got to know a piece of yourself down in that isolation, Kayel. That can be very hard to do.[/color]" Touching her scalp with his free hand. As if just to hold her steady for his brushing, but it served another purpose. A gentle scan; with a combination of telekinesis and life magics. Inspecting the girl's skeleton for signs of previous breaks, and fusions in the skull, specifically. Obviously, it could've happened any number of years ago.. Likely, between two and... well, within the past eight months. But it was worth knowing whether this sweet little girl suffered brain and skull damage in the past. Might prove a clue into the manifestation of her powers. If only fractured.

"[color=green]Demigra, mmm? He sounds important. It's a very pretty wand; that was very nice of him.[/color]" Pondering. The measurement of time to a child was virtually meaningless. And if his hunch was correct, time was something that may not have.. essentially been very linear to this one, at all. How long she spent in that darkness was irrelevant. Long enough to find her own inner lights. "[color=green]Your lights are very pretty, Kayel. You don't have to hide them from me. Can I see your wand a bit closer?.. I promise not to take it from you.[/color]"


[05:46] *[user]Kayel[/user] saw a flower and not a weed at all.. Of course, it didn't help that one of the people she lived with favored that flower as a flower and made salads with dandelion leaves. It was only a weed to those who didn't want it around. She thought of that person as she let her tail fur tickle against the soft tiny yellow bristled petals lightly. At feeling the soft tug of something touching her hair, Kayel blinked upward from her thoughts. Oh.. a brush? She smiled with a soft reddened tinge to her cheeks. Her hair was.. wild. But the brushing was nice and helped tame some of the jagged spikes to smoother spikes of hair floof. [color=cyan]"I dunno.. I knows me. I's Kayel!"[/color] She beamed a smile.

That scan revealed a.. well.. if it were looking for breaks.. there were LOTS of those from the past, even with healings she's undergone. Her tail held most of that mess. Her head? Nope, she's good there! Even if only bone-wise, given her apparent tall tales of her Daddy.

[color=cyan]"He is! He helps Miss Chro-nuh and he leads Miss Robel and Mister Chamel and has a greeeeeat big turtle with a house on his back named Shirogame! He's my Uncle Shroom's friend and after Fu 'dopted me, then he 'dopted me but made sure to say he's not like green men.. ..Huh.. You's green, so uh.. what's that mean?.."[/color] The girl really never fully understood that part.. and at one point thought he was talking about Zamasu. As her wand was asked for, Kayel nodded and withdrew it, handing it over. That.. It looked like bone. It very much looked like bone and tiny digits forming the very top together. [color=cyan]"I'm 'posta hides the lights.. I guess.. My Uncle Shroom says it's real 'portants and sometimes peoples can uses them in bad and wrong ways.. Mister Master Lord Demigra says it's me not bein' focused and havin' controls.."[/color]


[06:16] *[user]Endive[/user] concern. He was glad that of all the places the little floofball could have been broken, it wasn't her neck, back or skull. It was, however, apparently her lower extremities. Those bore the brunt of the abuses. Whether from life, or something vicious and cruel. Still, he kept his embers of discontent in check. No sign of being struck so hard that her little brain was permanently damaged. So her talents and abilities were functioning without damage. At least.. as far as he could assess. If they were incomplete or immature on their own, well. That was beyond his paygrade and knowledge. He was an arcane scholar. An occultist. A learned wizard. Exactly what [b][u]she[/u][/b] was was not readily apparent. Perhaps due to glamour, older and deeper than his access permitted? Or perhaps higher forces. That bore a troubling sign.

Had he ever met the people by these names? Chronoa, Chamel, Robel, Shirogame, Shroom, Fu?.. No. But he knew many names, of many people. From the past, and the present. Names, of beings from the established pantheon and order of the universe. Names, from the afterlife and great beyond. One didn't peek for secrets in the magical world without those. Messing with the dead was not his forte. That was for witches. Even still, he'd perused the tomes. King Yama. The Kaioshin. The God of Destruction. These were recognizable figures of the Celestial Order. Even if some of the demons, high station as they may be, their notoriety suspect even to mortal arcanist folk, were obscure and their named unrecognized.. the kaios were unmistakable. Curious indeed. She was at least in the company of the divine. That much, he was certain. To brush elbows with such high, formal station. Hmm... Perhaps her father being partly demon was not so inherently metaphoric, after all. Gazing down into that sorted nest of hair as he brushed, checking. A few strands of wild saiyan hair here and there might prove useful for analysis, later. Provided she shed any, whatsoever.

"[color=green]I assure you, we're green for different reasons. I was born green, but it's not my natural color. Just an expression of my magic. See?[/color]" Focusing, His brushing slowed, and his flesh started to shift shade. From a slight green, back to a fleshy beige and pink tone. Like a cephalopod, shifting pigments. His hair becoming less glossy and reflective, more dark brown. His magic, momentarily dimmed. "[color=green]The people you are imagining are probably green.. the way we're naturally pink-ish. I am not one of them. Just a saiyan.[/color]"

Accepting the want in his free hand, he hefted it up and looked it over. Turning it around. Rolling it to inspect the body. Flipping it back and forth, to examine each end. Visually, as well as with uncanny, otherworldly sight. Bone, indeed. But, the bone of what? His lips moved, in a silent incantation. One that might eveal just what sort of beast bore it in life. Brief enough, it didn't pause his response.
"[color=green]Well.... I suppose doing as your teachers tell you is important.[/color]" [sub]Low key sensing. Could her [b]lights[/b] be sensed by conventional scans for her power? Her magic? The mystery deepens[/sub]


[06:35] *[user]Kayel[/user] had wild hair and indeed did shed. That couldn't be helped with so much hair! And tail fur.. Sometimes the tail shed too. Her lips pursed as his color.. changed?... [color=cyan]"W-woah! That's great big woah!! I knows lots of peoples of lots of colors but they don't changes their colors!!"[/color] She bounced upon his lap, suddenly filled with unbridled excitement. And that excitement flowed over into a sudden ambush of hundreds of tiny opalescent balls of light [b]*popping*[/b] into existence and aglow all around behind her. [color=cyan]"I dunno.. They all comes from the same spots kinda.. or are the sames.. but like how some peoples has differents hairs colors, they has differents skins colors too! Mister Master Lord Demigra is a pale light gray green kinda with fire red hair and Miss Chro-nuh is pink with darker pinks hair and Fu is purple with whites hair but not the same purples and whites like Uncle Shroom and then there's other purple and a green blue and a light blue and dark blues and.. and.. and they's all so many differents colors and I's kinda peachy pink so we's all the colors but not yellow but Mister Gowasu is kinda yellow green but more yellows."[/color]

Oh dear kais did talking colors start a tangent! Kayel spoke fast and excited, bouncing and holding her feet as toes curled. [color=cyan]"And their hair is colors just ;cause is colors not like Saiyans that gets the colors like the banana hairs from powers!"[/color] What kind of bone?.. Well.. That wand was certainly [b]something[/b] dreadful. It was dark, whatever it was, (Player doesn't know, but knows it's like Demigra's bone staff)  however it was void of gem or any Darkness when it came to magic cast and utilized. It was an anchor, a channeling device.

Sensing those lights.. Little aspects of Soulistic power. Endive opened himself to them and they seemed to radiate and try to 'inflict' that joy and excitement through empathic bond to his open senses. [color=cyan]"I try to.. but not always.. I.. I kinda don't.. do what they says all the time 'cause my tugs and feels so no and to do differents.."[/color]

[07:01] *[user]Endive[/user] chuckled, listening to her gush. Ah, youth. Default years, or suspended and extended. So much to say. so much to think, because they haven't yet learned brevity or to self-filter. Like the wag of a dog's tail. Honest, and unmasked. It was refreshing, listening to innocent Id just wash through like summer rains, flooding a canal. More pressing was the sudden popping corn of sparkly lights that emerged and glittered all around them, looking back and forth to the gleeful light show.

It was only after the first few seconds he realized his usual detatched, cool countenance was being compromised by these foreign feelings of glee and excitement and joy. They weren't [b]bad[/b], per se. Not intentional, clearly. But the excitement was catching. So very shiny!.. And then remembered. His body and psyche were laid bare by the magic dropped, like a snail out of it's shell. Very briskly, with little electric green fissures silently rippling down his skin, his flesh returned to its vaguely green hue. More vibrant and rich for his hair- above and below. Chartreuse returning to his eyes. And the natural, default serenity overtook him, again. Still feeling the joy and excitement, but at arm's length.

The question was, did this empathy work both ways? Calm, coherent cognizance waited her, if so. Offering her her wand back, as promised. A quiet laugh bubbling up from his tight belly behind her, trembling. "[color=green]That is normal. Though not always for the best. But what is natural, is not always what is most convenient or ideal. Adults take care of children until they develop the wisdom to keep out of trouble.[/color]" Leaning over, peering at her from upside down, over her head. Her back against his belly and chest. "[color=green]What do your feels say to do?[/color]"


[07:13] *[user]Kayel[/user] accepted her wand back to her grasp, holding it to her chest in a hug as she swayed in place. [color=cyan]"But even not listenin' is okays too 'cause sometimes that's better for stuffs to works out if it's goin' bad and sometimes ya gotta do that to makes changes happen or helps if you sees stuff or senses stuffs others don't!"[/color] She was about to ramble more.. but then squinted at Endive. [color=cyan]"But that don't happen 'cause adults is always gettin' into troubles!"[/color] She settled back against him, peering up to his upside-down gaze as her wand settled to be held on her lap. [color=cyan]"Huh? Nows?... Nothin'.. and that's good. I dun feels no bads so.. so I dun gotta be super really focused like I has to 'round some peoples. And you's nice and I can sits and be with you and is okays."[/color]


[07:32] *[user]Endive[/user] chuckled. So young, and yet experience had given her a bevy of experiences to reference. It was to be expected, surrounded by very high stations and a great deal of oversight, neglect and incompetence. Even the heavenly were imperfect and prone to failure. She wasn't wrong... not in the least. "[color=green]Adults are supposed to get into trouble. Existence is a troublesome place.[/color]" Reaching, touching the tip of her tail and giving it a little pinch. Well, not a pinch; a hold. Between two fingers, Not even enough to elect that uncomfortable deference or pain many untrained saiyans receive when having their tails grabbed so carelessly. "[color=green]So that you don't have to. Until you're ready to be an adult. Then you can be just like the rest of us. Trying to resolve trouble, the best way we feel. Or, staying out of things entirely.[/color]"

Putting the hair brush away, once he's reasonably confident he has most of her jungle of tangles out. No doubt, the creeping vines'll be back soon. But he did his part. And got hairs to examine, both chemically and magically, for clues. "[color=green]I'm glad. I think I'd like to gift you something. And, so long as you're quiet about it, it shouldn't draw much attention from your teachers.[/color]"


[07:40] *[user]Kayel[/user] tucked her wand into her sleeve for safe keeping once more, patting her sleeve as she listened. [color=cyan]"Is it 'posta be?.. Exists is a troubles some place?..."[/color] That was something she had never heard of and dozens of questions and ponderings sprung to mind. Her tail was held and she.. didn't notice? Weren't Saiyans supposed to have sensitive tails without extensive training, and even then had issues with that one weakness?... Not her. But such did not come from training, Kayel seeming to not notice her tail held until she saw it. Then it wiggled in Endive's hold. there was a disconnect there.. Well, he did see from his scan for breakage that there had indeed been damage. [color=cyan]"But I already do thems things.."[/color]

She poked her fingers together, getting a little nervous. The talk at hand and the mention of that gift brought on a soft blue and violet shifting hues to her little lights while they faded down to a mere four. [color=cyan]"Gifts are goods.. and you dun gotta give me nothin'... but is.. is it.. like.. a secret?..."[/color]

[07:52] *[user]Endive[/user] chuckled. "[color=green]It's a secret gift. So, it's a thing, and a secret.[/color]" And that, sadly, confirmed it. Odds were, the little thing was tortured by her tail. Whether directly or indirectly, well... He couldn't know. Not without more questioning. And how much of that he could get out of her without her knowing he was even deducing it, he wasn't sure about.

Reaching into his pocket, he produced... a bag of blended seeds. Seeds of many kinds. Berry bushes, fruit trees, edible plants. Holding them up in his palm for her to see, resting his hand in front of her face. "[color=green]These are magic seeds, Kayel.[/color]" Opening the cinched shut mouth of the small, hemp bag. Mixed! A lick of his magic flowed into it, like smoke without fire. Hovering over each object and catching it, engulfing it in a gentle flickering glow. Fire, with no heat. And soon, the glossy shine replaced the presence of light. Whatever he'd done, it stained the essence of the seeds. "[color=green]If you're ever hungry and on your own, toss these down and they'll make something you can eat. That will be their emergency function.[/color]" He grinned. "[color=green]But they'll serve another function, too. The emergency will explain the magic... if you're asked. The other secret of the seeds, is that while you're holding the bag, you can speak into them, and I'll hear you.[/color]" Offering her the small satchel. "[color=green]It won't tell me where you are. I can't appear next to you. But it's just enough it might help me find you. If you ever need it.[/color]"


[08:01] *[user]Kayel[/user] seemed terribly perplexed and disheartened as the admission of.. [b]the secret thing.[/b] Seeing they were seeds brought a whole flood of things, those little lights of hers gaining more violet hues and dark blues. That flow of magic was gazed upon in awe with the softest of whisperings of [sub][color=cyan]"Big woah.."[/color][/sub] The bag was offered. Kayel stared at it with knit slender brows before lifting her gaze to Endive.

[color=cyan]"Does.. does it has to be secrets?.. I.. I dun likes to keep stuffs from peoples.. I... I can't take your gift if I has to keeps it from my family.. 'specially cause is magics.."[/color]

[08:06] *[user]Endive[/user] shrugged his shoulders, smiling. "[color=green]I'll leave that up to you, Kayel. You have my permission to tell them about both uses. Or, just the one.[/color]" Patting the hemp bag with his curled fingers, making the contents shift and shimmy. "[color=green]But remember this, little darling: Sometimes we need protection, even from our friends. And sometimes, we just don't have it when we need it.[/color]" Staring into her eyes. Affectionately, but with scrutiny. Just seeing how well that statement rang true. "[color=green]But the decision to tell them is entirely up to you.[/color]"


[08:13] *[user]Kayel[/user] stared at the bag as she listened. Her form shifted and squirmed slightly before the bag was taken to her hands with a small nod. Those violet eyes had seen things and almost glossed as she flinched at the mention of protection from friends..

..It wasn't long ago Demigra seemed ready to kill her and was pinned to the floor. ..How often did Shroom look at her with that hunger to his eyes?... Cumber's words of warning about killing her if she trespassed again.. Kayel swallowed hard and forced a smile. But it was ever forced as those lights of hers turned a deep, dark violet and indigo. Why did her chest ache so much? One hand rested to the thick bandage wrapping as it ached, burned. [color=cyan]"T-tankoo... I should gets goin' for nows.. I can comes back here sometimes.."[/color] Her other hand held that small bag tightly with a white-knuckle grip. [color=cyan]"I can tells you when I comes back here's."[/color]

[08:19] *[user]Endive[/user] gave her fluffy head a little ruffle. "[color=green]Pleasure to meet you, Kayel. Maybe next we meet, I'll teach you a little more about magic. But listen to your teachers, and try to stay out of trouble. If you can.[/color]" Leaning back where he sat, offering her move room to move and get up. Both his hands returning to either side of his thighs. "[color=green]I've some very special spells I think will help you, but they'll take a lot of practice.[/color]"


[08:27] *[user]Kayel[/user] nuzzled her head into the ruffles before getting to her feet very carefully. [color=cyan]"Tanksoo.. Is nice to meets you too! I hasn't meeted 'nother Saiyan that uses magics... Tanksoo for teaches me. I'll try to learn and practices! I has lots of questions on stuffs too.."[/color] But her chest now ached something awful. Even the bag was held to her chest now. [color=cyan]"Be carefuls Mister Endive. Lots of fights happen and forests stuffs gets destroyed and broked.. so.. if stuffs happens please try to find covers."[/color] She offered a wobbled bit of a bow before turning and heading off into the forest, keeping both hands to her chest.