Nother Future One

[Ginny Weasly]

(We should probley wait.)

[_Lavender_]

"And I think trouble runs in the family..." Tavis muttered, wiggling down the Witches hump right behind them, too bored to sit around, or, fall asleep. He rolled out of the tunnel gracefully, flipping foreword and landing on his feet. Careful not to land on either of them. Who had said he always kept out of trouble? Ha.
Tavis nudged Wintry, almost tripped over her, and decided to throw her up to sit on his shoulder again.
"Will you hold this?"
He offered a bright, solid ball of golden and ember red flames of cool light, while he put his hand into an empty spot of where a brick was missing in the wall, pulling out a handful of tear-shaped candies.
"Bought this last time I was here." He tossed one up, and caught it in his mouth, "Great stuff."

[Ginny Weasly]

Shr smiled slightly at Tavis.
"Yeah, I'll hold it." She said, inspecting it. She turned it over in her hands.

[_Lavender_]

Tavis returned the smile to the little Wintry, and chewed silently upon the sticky candy.
He noted the brisk chill of where it was they were, and with a mere soft thought, the ball of cool flames grew a spark brighter, and emitted comforting warmth about them. The embers within the ball darkened a bit, swirling, dancing in reflection to Tavis's thoughts. Tavis's strongest element was fire, and the ball within Wintry's hands represented his calm, sharp, cool and gentle, but certainly most dangerous self.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Oh I see." She said quietly, turning it over in her hands.
"It's like my necklace." She glanced down at her necklace. She had been told a dozen times how her's was diffrent, how it was an unknown element.

[_Lavender_]

Tavis jerked his shoulder gently, giving her a slight bounce of approval. He swallowed the chewy candy with a face.
"Very good, baby Wintry. Yes, the orb is quite like your necklace, however mine, there in your hands, is made to be only temporary. Your necklace has been created to last many a good years. My orb is a reflection of me, in a small bit, and your necklace represents you, booger brain."
Tavis grinned, and stuffed all the candies back into the hole in the wall, and two or three or so into his back pocket, next to a handful of galleons, a pendant he had found years ago that had been traced back to Lavender's great, great grandmother -- he told his mother a few years ago he would try to find the background of her family, the family she never tried to find -- and his rarely touched wand.

[Ginny Weasly]

She smiled, slightly, and wiggled, sliding down to the ground. She smiled again, still turning the orb, looking inside it. She looked at both the boys, a thoughtful expression on her face.

[ronweazley122]

*vince watched,impressed*you've sharpened your fire element well.I haven't had time to practice with mine...

[Ginny Weasly]

She glanced up at Vince, tilting her head slightly, then looking back at the orb. Her own glowed pruple.



(I added pics of Winry in my pro!)

[_Lavender_]

Tavis snapped his fingers, a thick, warm, leather trench coat appearing over his shoulders, blanketing him in thick material. His crystallized gray, black tinted eyes, generously raven hair, and sharply honed features were, for a moment, severe, more cold, and sharper in the shadowed spot of which he stood. In the orb Wintry held, there was a flash of a sea mist-gray, overwashed by a cold sweep of the deepest sea blues, before returning to it normal, dancing, playing flames. His haunted flash instantly faded, as he stepped into a more lit area. He grinned - the good natured, usual grin of his, unaware of such a flicker of his bloodlines.

"Thanks, Vince. "
He chuckled, turned his head skyward, and smiled, inhaling deeply the sharp scent of dust, and damp fabrics, and aging stone. He started up the staircase, with a most inhuman grace.

[Ginny Weasly]

Winry placed tavi's orb beside the wall, and took off her own necklace. She played with the orb, watching it swirl and glow as she followed Tavis up the steps.

Now, more then ever, she was curiouse to why her orb was so....diffrent.

[ronweazley122]

*vince glanced at the orb* *he had seen ppl with these before,but winrys looked very diffrent*Hey,did your dad give you that?

[Ginny Weasly]

"Yeah, but it used to be clear, when I was little." She said, thoughtfully. She frowned at it, it's swirling puprle mist was as mysteriouse to her as everyone else.

[_Lavender_]

As soon as Winry let the ball of Tavis's go, it dribbled down, to a liquid fire, sulking across the ground, slithering its way up to connect with his hand, where in quick, homely terms, it rejoined his being. Tavis took little to no notice of this, listening curiously.
"Your orb changed color, eh? Interesting. I've not heard of too many people whose orbs have changed. Perhaps for some it is natural, some necessary, perhaps both."

Tavis failed to mention, that his orb had changed colors as well. A few times, actually. But one change had been very painful, not only emotionally, but quite physically as well. Between elements that usually cancelled the other out, and another element failing to adapt, Tavis had nearly killed himself, becoming acquainted with his true elements. Though fire was his most favored and comfortable element, no one knew, besides he, that fire was not his strongest..

[Ginny Weasly]

"No, my dad says that it hadn't yet assumend an element, and that it would pick it's time to form. Then it did, and we still can't figure out what it is." She said, sighing thoughtfully.