Flying About.... ((Invite only, please. For now))

[Kezaa (retired)]

Kez wondered for a moment if he had been rude to the girl, as she had gone to fly off on her broom again. Perhaps he was, but it certainly would not have been any good to lead her on. As cute a girl Makira may be, Kez was still very much spoken for, even if Jess was on yet another hiatus.

Moments later though, Makira wizzed by on her broom, hovering just in front of him as she reminded him of the night they first met.

"Oh yes, that's right." he said with a light grin.

"What a surprise. So how have you been adjusting here, Makira-chan?"

[Makira Blackthorne]

Makira grinned too and replied, "Good, good. Why didn't you come down and talk, if I may ask?" she cocked her head slightly to the side, a quizzical expression on her face.

She still hovered above the grass and a slight breeze blew and ruffled her hair a bit. She fixed it, waiting for his reply.

Bolt trotted up and sat down beside her, yawning. His tail wagged to and fro lazily and he sniffed at the grass. He sniffed Kezaa's pant leg, then his hand. After sniffing his hand, he licked it. Makira glared at him quickly, then noted, "He only does that to people he likes, whih has been ev'ryone I've met, so far." she smiled and her cheeks went the slightest bit pink.

[Kezaa (retired)]

"Heh, well I hope that means he has healthy instincts." Kez said with a wry chuckle as he gazed upon the fast sleeping dog. Perhaps that was a viable, tangible sign that his return here to MH was not a presence of looming malevalence. After all, he had been completely uncertain as to whether his existance here on this plane of reality was still a safe one. Safe for the people around him, that is. Overall, Kezaa was still the same young man that he was before that day he died. However, he felt a strange power inside him. Something unknown, a presence that always seemed to hover above him in uncertainty as to its intent.

Shrugging this ever nagging doubt aside though, Kez brushes a tuft of hair from the front of his eyes, as he gazed with confidence in the eyes of this young girl.

"As for why I didn't talk to you that night, well....I guess I was just preoccupied with my current thoughts. I sometimes get so deep in thought that even my wife has trouble getting through to me." he said as he laughed hopelessly.

[Makira Blackthorne]

"Heh." Makira smiled and laughed a bit.

"I see. Fine with me; just curious. Natural for a Gryffindor, neh?" she grinned wider and relaxed on her broom.

Bolt seemed to smile at Kezaa and Makira grinned. She was starting to relax more.

*'Thank God.'* she thought.

((OOC: Sorries for the short, crap-ness. And you died or what? Holy whoa! What's goin' on, Kezaa-kun?! Oro0oo?!! @_@X))