Valt stopped himself from splashing her again as she directed him to hold off for one moment. He complied, watching as she removed her wig and let her natural hair loose. Her hair is nice... He thought to himself, before putting his arm up to block the water she sent at him. His grin almost immediately returned, and he fired back with splashes of his own, laughing all the way.

(Thank ya.)
"Um... how can I, then?" Cae asked him, obviously a bit uncertain about the possible response.

Magz continued thinking to himself, It was a horse right, no wait, he looked at his hands, "I remember now," he made the sculpture in his own hands again, It was a horse, a Pegasus with tremendous detail, one you would see in much larger sculptures, but even those paled compared to his....."and I got it to her using itty-bitty bits of snow.....ok, I have got to stop bragging, even to myself" he chuckled.

Ezlen: I guess this is his retirement, so to speak. He has nine and a half centuries to vanish off the grid.

"That's quite a life expectancy."

"How do you control yourself? What an odd question."

Ezlen: Assuming you're not killed in a fight,  you, too, will have a similar life expectancy.

"Big assumption, given where I'm going."

"Um... sorry. I didn't mean to ask an odd question. It's just, you sound like you know what you're talking about and... and I'm not really good at being a human," he shared casually, his need to please people overcoming his want for privacy, for a moment.

Ezlen: Oh? Would you mind a little help?

Isobel snorted with laughter, sinking under the water again for a moment, surfacing behind Valt and pretty much tackling him, giggling as she pounced on him.

Still thinking about his ability, to keep his mind fresh so he would know how to use his powers as far as he already knows, Magnus strolled into the Garden and saw Ezlen talking to someone else, but still just kept walking.....after all, he was on a stroll, not a mission.

(...Not android.)

"Well, that's good. Humans aren't self-controlling. They give into the pettiest things: pride, fear, hate, passion..."

"If I didn't want your help, I'd have left sooner."

(my bad, I fixed it)

While Zara was dancing around she brushed passed something unfamiliar. It made her stop and looked down. She saw before her an ice sculpture. She was surprised. Many things went through her mind, "How did it get here? My door was closed ... " She studied the horse and was amazed by the detail of it all. She smiled to herself as it reminded her of Magnus. She carefully picked it up and placed it somewhere safe on a shelf. In a vacant area next to it, she waved her hand over to place the other ice sculpture also.

Kane: (arrives nearby, his rifle slung) The last marksman of my grade lost most of his paw in Chechnya. I'm sure I can also be of use.

Magz stopped walking....turning towards the voice, Kane!......being of some use.....  Magnus noticed the rifle, and Ezlen's stance, he was ready to react to anything.....but not to him.....
Magnus pretended to look scared, but he gave a nod that only Kane and Ezlen could ever see, he then turned, put his serious look back on and gripped his sword with his left hand, walking slower.
The nod said I'm only hear just in case guys, if you can handle it, I'm not in.

Valt gave a small yelp as Isobel pounced on him, and they both fell into the river. He pushed her off him and resurfaced from the water, now completely soaked to the skin, albeit still grinning wide.

"Then... to have control over yourself, you can't be a human?" he finally reasoned, looking at the ground, "But... I think humans can be quite admirable, sometimes."

Isobel lounged back close to the riverbank, the water coming up to her shoulders as she tilted her head back, her laughter rustling the leaves on the trees. "Heheh, I think I win, right?" She grinned smugly and wiped the water from her face, her makeup all but washed off now, leaving only a couple of smears of her eye makeup.

Magnus actually doubled back, following his trail to the other side back out the garderns from where he came, Kane's and Ezlen's eyes did not move, but he locked eyes with Kane, either way, letting him know that he was simply "back-up" if he needed it, which Magnus hoped they didn't, and left the Gardens but stayed there out of sight, only listening What was going on?

Valt, still grinning, sloshed over to her and sat down on the bank next to her. "I guess so." He said, leaning back as well. He glanced down at her. "You know, your natural hair is really pretty." He said, vocalizing the thoughts he had earlier and running a hand through his shaggy mahogany-colored hair somewhat self-consciously. "Not like mine, really." He said, laughing lightly.

Isobel blushed, looking down at the water. "Tch, don't be silly, your hair's really nice! It's a pretty colour. Mine's just boring old black, and it gets all frizzy and tangled easily. That's why wearing wigs is so much easier, ya know? There's no hassle in the morning of trying to sort it out." She paused for breath, her blush deepening slightly. "Gosh, sorry, I started rambling there. If I do ever start to bore you, seriously just interupt, save yourself!" She giggled a little bit, looking up at the sky and fiddling with her hair.

To many serious looks, accusations, weapons, Magnus was only assuming, realizing this was stroll for him, NOT a mission, he walked back to the dorms, seeing this was over his head, only a howl would be able to reach his ears, and he already knew what that meant.  He decided to investigate that illusionist house, see if he could hear anything, so he went around back...

Valt laughed at her apology. "You're all right, Bel, seriously." He didn't know where he pulled that nickname from, but it just came out at random. He hoped she didn't object. "Remember how long I've lived, and then think that maybe you're not as bad a rambler as others are." He said, grinning. "Anyway, when do you think we should head back?"