Cracked

[zane]

Zane sat at the bar peering down into his empty glass and laughing to himself. He put the glass to his mouth and tilted his head back as the last few drops gathered and fell to his lips. He slammed the glass down and laughed again, holding up his finger to the bartender indicating he wanted another. He spun his chair around leaning with his back against the bar smirking to himself.

"Cracked. Crack crack crack crack crack... BAM! Crack..."

[Skyler Canaan]

"You lush. Just sitting there, letting the alcohol run you, like you're on autopilot or something. Why don't you get real, and get sober. And yeah, I'd say you're cracked, alright. Well, I guess I could put your cracked self out of your misery, couldn't I?" Skyler opened his hands and let loose a torrent of fire to the ceiling. He brought it back into his hands and formed a stake out of it. He then thought for the better and made a sword out of it. "Now, is today your lucky day or not?"

[zane]

Zane looked at the boy through glazed eyes and smirked.

"I haven't had a lucky day yet, why start now?"

[Skyler Canaan]

"You're even dumber than I thought you were, Zane. I've heard stories about you, and I see at best, they're nothing but that - stories. I guess it's true that you're not even a shell of a vampire, just a vessle, merely an insturment of nothingness wandering around lost." Skyler smirked. It was fun making a mockery of one who could have been powerful but let it all fall away. "Now, Kane says you must die," he said, running straight toward Zane with the sword aimed right at his heart.

[tamuril]

Tam threw her head back and laughed watching Skylar throw his weight around. "Honey." She said kindly, stopping his little sword with her staff. "Don't run with knives."

She smiled down at him and took his little plastic sword. "You seem a bit cranky Skylar, let me buy you a lemonade, you might be hypoglycemic poppet!" She said sweetly, sitting Skylar up onto her hip as she walked back to the bar. "Unless you'd like some milk?"

[Skyler Canaan]

(Umm, I don't know how you'll pick up a 16 year old. That's kind of interesting. Also, Skyler has the ability to make seemingly real objects from fire, as I'll show in the post. And again, it's Skyler. I think all the "A"'s that are in the last name confuse people.)

Skyler watched as Tam's staff started on fire. "Yeah, sorry about that," he said, knocking the staff out of her hand then calling the fire back. He made the staff regenerate, and picked it up and handed it back to her. "I'm cracked as much as he is. I thought I finally found someone who would be there for me to help me keep straight, but they are gone." He then took Tamuril's hand and looked into her eyes. "But yet you have stuck up for me a couple times."

[tamuril]

(haha i know, i know, i just couldn't help being a smart ass about him being a kid, plus, the maternal part of me wants skyler to be a baby haha. ill try not to treat him like he's 2 anymore .try. )

She took took her staff from his hands, a mild look of amusement flashing across her face. "Well let's just say something tells me you're not as 'badass' as you want everyone to think you are." She smiled.

"Plus, incase you haven't heard, you're not the only one with a history of setting things on fire." She winked at him conspiratorially.

[Skyler Canaan]

"Yeah, but only when provoked, or angry. I've calmed down a little, you have to admit. But the badass will never go away," Skyler said, now clasping both of her hands. "Tam, I think you're the only one who could possibly understand me."

[tamuril]

Tam couldn't help but be taken aback. "The only one to understand you?" She looked almost sad for a moment. She couldn't believe the others had treated him with so little kindness.

[Skyler Canaan]

"Yeah, everyone else just ignores me, or pushes me aside like a problem. Or worse. Before I ran away from home, my parents would beat me because they knew I could use magic. They wanted to beat it out of me. When they weren't beating me, they ignored me. And more of the same here. Yet you haven't tried to hurt me, or just ignore it when Eli did. What makes you so different from everyone else here?"

[tamuril]

Tam looked at him symapthetically. "Your poor kid." She said more to herself than him. "The others aren't so bad, I'm sure they'll like you once they get to know you." She smiled.

"I guess a lot of them just have their own problems right now. And as for me being different? I can't help but care about people, I'm a healer it's my nature. " She laughed.

[Skyler Canaan]

Skyler thought for a moment, then let her hands go. He walked up to the bar. "I think I'll have that lemonade," he said to the bartender. He looked over at Tam. "You want anything?" he asked. If she was going to be nice to him, why not be nice to her as well.

[tamuril]

Tam wandered after him to the bar. "Anything, as long as it doesn't have gelatin in it." She said wrinkling her nose. "Or alcohol."

[Skyler Canaan]

"Gelatin? Like Jell-o? Ok." Skyler ordered a second lemonade. "What's wrong with gelatin, may I ask?"

[tamuril]

"It has animals in it." She said, unable to mask her distaste. "I don't know about you but marshmellows aren't so fluffy and nice when you know they have crushed bone in them."

"I'll have to raincheck on that drink actually." She said suddenly, jumping up from her chair.

"Bye." She called back over her shoulder as she raced out the door.