The Overthrow of Busistocaria

Rosalie continued to sit on the ground and she began playing with the grass.

 

Blake found a box full of milk "I wondered where my stash was" thinking about the shop owner who must of left it behind when Blake secretly put it on his carrige

 

Blade put down his huge sword in the ground and sat down and leaned on it

 

Blake came back drinking milk

 

"That milk is two weeks old," Vallyn whispered as he lost his anger and rage. He was calm now, but his shadowarm still felt new. He didn't even realized it was still part of him.

 

Edward, Alice, and Jasper came back from the woods.

 

"It still taste good though", Blake said as he drank

 

"But you could still get sick from it." Rosalie said.

 

Vallyn randomly shoots an arrow at the carton. "You sicken me," He mutters.

 

"disgusting" Blade said

 

Blake drops the carton of milk and goes "okay it just got me, it tastes bad" he says as he runs around coughing up milk

 

"You shouldn't have drinken it in the first place." Edward said laughing.

 

"I know, I know" Blake said as he stopped running

 

"Idiot..." Vallyn muttered, outlining Blake in harmless purple faerie fire. He saw the boy more vividly.

 

Blake started to get confused as the faerie fire appeared around him, "What the hell", he said

 

"For my own amusement. Faerie fire is not a manipulatant, you, the fire elemental, can not control something without heat. Amusing, no?" He asked with a friendly tone, hoping to arouse his amusment further by breaking down the boy's guard.

 

"What!" Blake said getting angry

OOC: can i not use my fire because of faerie fire?

 

Ooc: You can use your own fire, but my faerie fire will remain on you unless I dismiss it or if a day has past.

"I expected so, it is very amusing," he chuckled. He could see the boy as clear as if the sunlight were out, and this greatly amused Vallyn. He got up "Want to play a game?"

 

"A game you say?" Blake said somehow forgeting his anger

 

"Yes, a game," He spoke softly, almost hypnotically. His voice was a soft whisper as he continued, "it's called 'Kill The Drow-Shade'." He smirked, drawing out both cutlasses.