Thread: Welcome to Accel(Max and I)

A small chuckle left Alexander's lips as he nodded to the shape shifter. They're not super filing, but hey, it'll do in a pinch like right now. I sure as hell didn't think we'd take a 24-hour test, so we're gonna have to grab lunch and dinner out here for sure. That is, assuming all goes well. A bit of a sigh escaped him as he gave some thought on food for a moment. Were there wild animals in this forest, or just demons? Well. he could catch a demon and cook it up. Though, would that be dangerous? Sometimes it would be best to err on the side of caution, so Alexander quickly tossed out that idea as he looked on to Abigail. She seemed to be more disinclined to take his offers. With a furrowed brow and displeased glare, he jutted his hand out again, a silent insist to the girl. But it was her friend that finally convinced her to take a handful herself. If you're hungry like she says, then you should eat. I won't lie, I am. He told her in a bit of a snap as he took another berry into his mouth. When she soon responded to him, he rolled his eyes. Sure thing, oh mighty Abigail Hunter. He said sarcastically, giving her a bow to taunt her further. And then we'll have some chariot come to pick you up and take you all the way to the door right? True talents, hah. The whole walk through, she was jumping and nearly yipping at every little thing that brushed against her. Hannabelle was doing a better job of it than her. Hell, Hannabelle looked like she didn't care. She was skipping through in some areas. Hanna, why are you so chill about it? I mean, this seems like a ton of stuff to- Suddenly, he heard Abigail shout. It come him off guard, and he pulled back in surprise, though he immediately stood up, hands up in fists. W-What?! Demons?! And in the next second, Hannabelle was giggling. Giggling! He looked over to Abigail dumbfounded as he saw a patch of moss that clung to her skirt. Abigail just bickered back at the shape shifter as the man just sighed in annoyance and rubbed the back of his head. What a wimp. He muttered under his breath before brushing himself off, looking up at the tree trunk. There was some moss here too. Wait, did it move? It was the sound of Hanna's voice that caught his attention again. And upon assessing the situation at first glance, that bit of moss seemed to be spreading! The fuck? Jogging over to the Mage, he grumbled. Hell, she's right, it's growing on you. It spread whenever she tried to mess with the pesky weed. But she wasn't getting hurt or anything, so whatever it was seemed to be like more of a pest and annoyance. Her palms were completely covered, so it looked like it enjoyed spreading itself around. And it was spreading quickly. Okay, quit messing with it. It obviously doesn't like that. Could they burn it off? Was that even safe? He looked over towards Hannabelle. Got any ideas? Oh crap, was Pietro watching them fumble over whatever the hell this was? It wasn't even the afternoon yet! Well, they didn't have a lot of options. He knew some pretty basic spells, nothing a child couldn't perform, such as spontaneous creating a flame. As much as it sounded a little dangerous, perhaps that was all he could go with. At least, that's what he thought With a snap of his fingers, a small ball of flame was conjured within the center of his palm, but he focused it into a half of it's size. With a bit an unsure shrug, he looked to Abigail. Not gonna lie, I have no clue if this works... And then he picked a safer spot at her hip, pressing the smaller point of fire against the living moss that began to spread to there. He closed his eyes and held his breath, waiting for the worst to happen. 'Oh gods, I'm going to torch Abigail...'