A Strange encounter

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dreamer was touring through the slums on another nightly stroll. To be completely honest, the sun was just begining to set and then moon was high in the sky. So the contrast of light was conflictingly beautiful, and would have caught Dreamer's attention if he was on top of a building at that moment.

He wasn't though, he was strolling the streets in his common attire of white clothing and miscellaneous jewelry. He wasn't armed to the teeth, but he did have a knife hidden in one of his boots, as well as two daggers handing from the back of his belt. He had learned his lesson the last time he strolled through the slums unarmed, he would never do it again.

Since the moon was just beginning to rise there were still civilians hustling down the streets. Dreamer sighed and to the left as he bumped into a passing pedestrian. Instinctively his hand lashed out as he felt the boy grab his money pouch, and caught the hand which held the blade that was supposed to cut the strings. Looking at the boys face, Dreamer was almost surprised himself by the encounter. He had long ago left the pickpocketing trade, only to glance back every now and then, but never to turn. He figured the instincts and talent would have passed, "Once a thief, always a thief" he said aloud, not even acknowledging that he did it.

"What do you think your doing?"Dreamer asked, looking straight into the eyes.

[Keleth Silverkin]

Keleth for the first time tried to pickpocket someone in the slums. It failed! Letting go of the money pouch he just smiled at the upset person. Thinking to himself he wouldn't do it again because he didn't like the feeling of doing it. The only reason why he tried was he had never seen this fellow before and though he should try to pickpocket his money. Smiling back he played it off, "Well played sir. You caught me! Never will i do it again because there a first for everything, and that first sometimes means never again. Name is Keleth Silverkin. Sorry about the whole thing. Forget i ever tried it with you and start a new. Keleth spoke to him as he just kept smiling and hoped he would start a new with him if not he might have to fight this fellow.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dreamer's hold on the bold tightened as he tried to talk his way out of the trouble. Dreamer had the urge to cast a spell on the boy, something along the lines of laughing with no way to stop. He quickly dismissed the thought though, and let the boy go in fear changing his mind. "See to it that you don't" Dreamer said, "It is rare to find someone with the right amount of sympathy ". Dreamer looked the boy over once more before turning to leave.

Then something inside seemed to growl. Dreamer identified it as his skeleton in the closet, his inner demon, his dark magic. Sometimes Dreamer was convinced that the magic had a mind of its own, and he was a mere vessel at its disposal. For now, the demon seemed to be almost interested in something. Dreamer looked around only to find the boy again, staring back at him.

"Interesting" Dreamer said.

[Keleth Silverkin]

Lucky he didn't have to fight, he would have enjoyed a nice fight. Everything seem to be in order for both of them to leave each other but something strange happened. The boy who was about to leave turned back and kept staring at Keleth. Looking back at this boy he wondered what was he thinking, '"Excuse me, what do you mean Interesting....find something interesting while looking at me perhaps?" Keleth spoke with a smile at the boy as he waited for a response.

Then out of the blue keleth felt something in his stomach, it was almost like something was trying to tell himself about this boy but he couldn't place it. Never had Keleth had this feeling before and so to be a charming man he is he smiled at the boy, "Interesting, theres something about you i can't put my hands on. Never had this feeling before?" He explained to this boy.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

"Interesting, theres something about you i can't put my hands on. Never had this feeling before?"

So he could sense it too, that was slightly unnerving, and yet also peculiar in itself. Dreamer looked the boy over, taking in his gentle features from head to toe. From that he could tell the boys status, and when the last time he had a bath was. Which, by Dreamers perspective, had to have been at least a week ago.

Amateur , Dreamer went two before his mother noticed.

"Who are you" Dreamer asked, curious about the response.

[Keleth Silverkin]

Keleth looked at him as he curious asked who Keleth was, waiting a few seconds before answering he raised his eyebrow and then lowered it back down as he smiled back at the boy, "Name is Keleth Silverkin. And who are you?" Keleth responded right back. Never seeing this person before in the slums he would be prepared for anything, though Keleth was sure nothing would happen because there were to many people around to notice something would be happening.

Keleth stared at the boy and kept wondering what was this something about him that made him stand out, but once again Keleth couldn't put thoughts in words. "What are you doing here in the Slums, you shouldn't be here if you don't belong here!" Keleth spoke with a slight smile trying to make another conversation.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

What are you doing here in the Slums, you shouldn't be here if you don't belong here!

"Spoken with true Ignorance, do i not fit the description?" Dreamer asked, looking down upon himself. His white clothing, although odd even in the slums, was beginning to grow worn. Odd, because he enjoyed the attire, he would have to succumb to the situation eventually and finally purchase new clothing. Aside from that and his boots, he could see how his jewelry would seem out of place. Not enough to mask him as a noble, but enough to draw attention to that fact that he did not originate from the slums.

"Well, i would suppose not it seems" He said, as if he only just then realized his appearance had isolated him from the common poor. Then again, due to his recent problems he had found himself walking or running through the poor slums to get away from his life in the fast lane. Surely the boy would have to have had a glimpse of him at least one. Dreamer shrugged, it would seem not, he couldn't blame the boy if he hadn't noticed him.

"Dreamer" he answered, "That is my name", realizing he had not answered the boys first question.

[Keleth Silverkin]

Dreamer? What kind of name is that Keleth thought to himself but he decided to let it go as he has heard weirder names before. Looking at Dreamer he smiled as he wondered to himself what was it that he was doing here in the first place. "You know, people here are more talented at pick pocking then me and if they saw you with that jewelry...well you know what i mean. So Dreamer what brings you here?" Keleth spoke with a smile as he began to question the boy who seemed to not fit in the slums almost like an he was trying to get some answers for a murder case.

(sorry for a bad post)

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

"You know, people here are more talented at pick pocking then me and if they saw you with that jewelry...well you know what i mean. So Dreamer what brings you here?"

Dreamer smirked, "I welcome a good challenge, its been awhile since ive had to blow the dust off...." Dreamer let the sentence hang, deciding not to reveal that information. He focused, instead, on answering the second question. "I needed to think, so i was taking a leisurely stroll where no one would come looking for me..." Dreamer almost chuckled as he finished, "At least, none whom could fumble on such an "easy" mark such as i". Dreamer used sarcasm in his last statement, yet he did it in jest.