But I didn't eat it! (open social)

The Imp looked up at the food cart owner with his unblinking glowing marble eyes. On the floor was a small sandwich, much alike those piled on the food cart owner's food cart. The owner, a balding man in his late thirties clad in perfectly generic clothing and an overly clean apron, looked down on the Imp, "Listen I'm sorry about the sandwich little guy. But you still have to pay for it. Once I put it in your hands it is your responsibility not mine." The Imp cocked its head in confusion, "But I didn't eat it? You pay for food to eat it right? I didn't eat it." The old man sighed "Kiddo we do this every other day. This is the third sandwich you've dropped on the floor. I can't keep giving you freebies. I need to preserve my food for people who will actually pay me for it. If you can't pay for this one, I can't have you keep coming back here."

The Imp chirped irritably and stomped up and down shaking its arms, "But I wanna eat your sandwhichs! They look really really good! The eating just doesn't work! I don't have enough money to pay for broken food!" The man scowled, "Broken food? It isn't broken until you drop it on the ground! Which you keep doing." The Imp shook his head, "Nu uh! My friend Sorano gave me food that I can eat, all I have to do is put it in my mouth and wait and then it goes away and I ate it! Your food doesn't do that! Its broken!" Finally at his limit the man grabbed the Imp's arm, "That's enough from you kid! Cops cops! I got a dine and dasher!" The Imp squealed and flailed about but his little wooden arms were no match for the mighty sandwich man. "Help! Help! Someone help!"

Kaylin was sitting inside a restaurant enjoying a nice lunch. It consisted of baby carrots, and ham. She really only ate the baby carrots. Kaylin loved carrots. She had just finished paying for her lunch when she saw something out a window an adorable little wooden... doll? Well she wasn't sure what exactly it was, but it was adorable. She noticed it got a sandwich from some old man managing a food cart. It appeared to have gotten a sandwich and then dropped it. "Aww poor little thing." The cart owner seemed to be gradually getting angrier every time the little thing talked. She looked away for a moment, and when she looked back the shop keep was holding the poor thing by the arm yelling for cops. Kaylin didn't even see it do something bad. She immediantly got up from her table and rushed out of the restaurant and ran towards the cart. Upon reaching the cart she pulled it out of the mans grasp, and held it tightly..
  It obviously did something. Maybe not something terrible, but if it got the man to call the cops on it, then it did something. This man didn't look like he'd forgive it no matter what Kaylin said or tried, so she went with the best thing she could think of on the spot. The second the had it in her arms she sprinted. She wasn't sure where she was going, but she was trying to put distance between herself, and a potential threat of cops. She didn't dare look back, it might've slowed her down. So she sprinted for around ten minutes straight. She hoped at this point any chasers may have given up, and she turned into a alley way, and sat down breathing heavily. She put it down on the ground and breathed a moment more. "What exactly did you do? Please don't tell me it was anything to bad, then I'll regret helping you." Her voice was extremely breathy ovbiously still trying to recuperate from her ten minute sprint.

Increasingly scared as the sandwich man refused to let go the Imp began to produce pathetic sobbing noises. It didn't wan to be in trouble. That was until it found itself being pulled away by a mysterious person. Okay maybe it wailed for a little bit longer. But it had half calmed down by the time Kaylin set it down, thankful but still a little overwrought it replied between hiccups, "I... I... just wanted... to eat a thing... so I... I... went to buy a food thing... and... and... then I put it in my mouth... but then it didn't get eaten... I waited a long time..." It rubbed its marble-like eyes with its gloved hands as if wiping away tears that weren't there, "Then... then... he got... he got real mad... and... and... and... and..."

The Imp looked up and froze. After a second it started rapidly swinging its head back and forth. It yelped and jumped back from Kaylin, its awkward tearless crying had stopped abruptly "Where am I?! Who're you! When did I get here? Do you wanna play a game? I'm bored. Are you here to kidnap me?" The Imp scratched its hat, "You seem pretty nice for a kidnapper though. But I haven't met a kidnapper before. What's a kidnapper? I like to take naps. I'm sleepy now. Do you have a bed I can use?" The creature seemed to magically go from sad to panicked to confused to sleepy in the blink of an eye. It sleepily rubbed its eyes and let out a yawn, "Your head looks like it uses a soft pillow. I want a soft pillow. I'm really sleepy. I think its past my bedtime." It was hardly a minute past noon.

Kaylin took mental notes on it's quickly changing emotions. "Oh my god. You're adorable." Kaylin hugged it tightly. Then remembered it said something like kidnapper. This hit Kaylin hard in the back of her head. "Kidnapper? I'm not a kidnapper! I saw the guy grab you, and I felt bad for you so I helped you. Also my head isn't a pillow!" This thing was a little needy, but it was still the cutest thing she'd ever seen. "It's still daylight so it's not bed time, unless your nocturnal..... Then I guess it is....... Any way what's your name? I'm Kaylin." She introduced herself to it. From how it explained the situation it didn't seem like it was in immense trouble. Kaylin sighed, and looked back towards it. She wasn't really sure exactly what it was, but didn't want to be insensitive when asking. "Hey so not trying to make this sound rude, but what exactly are you?" She stood back up at this point and leaned against a wall. She looked around the alley. It was kind of creepy. It was completely bright outside, but because the tall buildings loomed around there was a shadow covering the entire alley way like a blanket.
  She peered around a corner to check for any cops that may still be pursueing. She didn't notice anyone that looked suspiciously like a cop, and sighed in relief. She thought back to when it talked about why the guy was yelling for cops. ~It put it in it's mouth and it didn't get eaten? What is that supposed to mean?~ She glanced back towards it, now curious more than ever what exactly this thing was.

The Imp was a little confused. It wasn't sure what this 'adorable' thing meant, but if it meant getting hugged really tight it didn't mind. Also the nice lady said she wasn't a kidnapper so that was neat. Then she started talking about not-corn stuff and the Imp was just puzzled some more. The Imp looked at her in confusion as she barraged it with what it perceived to be very odd statements. But the real bombshells were her last two questions, what was its name, and what was it. The Imp was puzzled, it seemed pretty obvious to it the answers to those, "Uhm. I'm the Imp and I'm an imp."

OOC: Hope you don't mind me jumping in! Also, Vargas is wearing his typical outfit.

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Ah, Magnolia Town. How long had it been since the last time Vargas had been there? Since one of his first jobs, maybe? At any rate, that day, he was just chilling out around town, having a beer in one of the city's bars, which had a couple of tables outside. With his right foot resting over his left, ankles on the table and him almost laying in a rather complicate, yet comfortable position, he relished on the taste of the liquid as it caressed his taste buds.

-Nothing better for a warm day than a cold beer! -he muttered to himself, as he looked up at the sky, then to the streets. To be fair, he had gotten to the city to see if he could expand his contact network and get more people to know about his... business. However, he had ended up relaxing instead... until he spotted something fun happening around those streets.

A young woman, and a rather beautiful one at that, was sprinting with something or someone on her arms. While that was more than enough to make Vargas tilt his head and quirk an eyebrow, somewhat interested, it wasn't until the authorities were involved that he decided to step in and see what happened.

-Alright, change of plans. This gon' be good!

In a flash, he finished his beer and left the money to pay for it, then jumped from his seat and decided to follow them. While the cops seemingly lost them fast, Vargas had other methods to track people. Instead of walking, he climbed a building, using lightposts to propel himself, and, from the rooves, the white haired male jumped, keeping on their toes. He probably would slip unnoticed by them all, since they were too busy with the pursuit.

In the end, the woman got into an alley, having escaped her pursuers successfully. Vargas waited a little, allowing her, and whatever she was cradling, to catch their breath. After a while, he decided that it was about time to introduce himself, and jumped from the rooftop, landing with ease on the ground.

After making his entrance, he faced both of them. As per usual, a devilish half-smile formed on his lips, and talked to the duo.

-Having trouble with the authorities, huh? I guess I can relate to that. -the male spoke, walking a bit to close the distance. -I was really enjoying my beer and chilling out when you stormed around like a hurricane. So, what did you do? If it's convincing enough, I miiight just let it slip by -judging from his voice tone and gesture, it was obvious that Vargas was simply messing around with them, and had no intention of arresting them or anything.

Still, he was interested on what they might've done to catch the cops' attention.

Kaylin had been thinking about what how it just was an Imp. As if there was nothing more to the matter. Only that he was an Imp and that was that. Was he maybe just a puppet for a man, and could be used whenever wanted, or was he more sentient like a human spirit trapped inside the little dolls body. She carefully watched it to observe and learn if it was just the thoughts of a man being projected into a doll, or if it was truelly sentient. She had been watching it more what could have only been seconds when a man seemed to drop down from no where. Kaylin jumped back startled and toppled over like she was some toddler. Kaylin fell square on her butt as she looked up at the man. She realized he must have been watching them this whole time, and even following them along on the streets, other wise he wouldn't have even seen the cops.

She stared him down for a moment trying to think of what to do, or even what to say. She could tell he was joking about the whole cop thing so she took no offense to his comments. She slowly stood back up, and dusted herself off as she glanced down towards Imp. "Honestly I'm not completely sure why the cops were chasing us. All this little guy did was take a tiny bit of food. I'm not sure why the cops were necessary, but it seemed unfair to me when I saw some shop keeper yelling for this little guy to be arrested. So I helped him out." She looked back up towards the man. She realized she was literally looking up at him. He was over a foot taller than herself and Kaylin could notice it too. She bent down quickly and picked up Imp, and put him on top of a taller crate so he could still see everyones faces.

She once again found herself at a loss for words, and then realized she hadn't even introduced herself. "Oh sorry, I'm Kaylin, and I think this guys name is Imp." She smiled up towards him trying to be friendly. "What might your name be?" Her voice carried a genuine friendliness to it, and a real want to great him. Kaylin was just like this. She wanted to great anyone she saw as even remotely nice.

The Imp squealed when the man suddenly jumped down from above. In a panic it scurried to the nearest wall and pressed itself against said wall, "I just wanted a sandwich but he gave me a broken one! Then he got all mad when I said it was broken! I dun wanna go to jail!" As a creature approximately four months old born of magic with limited human interaction, the Imp didn't grasp concepts such as 'tone' or 'teasing' and as such it legitimately believed that the man was there to to enforce the law. It squirmed uncomfortably, and started spewing any words he could say to make the man leave them alone, "I can't go to jail! I can't go anywhere if I am in jail! I need to be free on the day so I can go to the place when the day comes to find the person to help them do the thing! It is super duper important!" It feverishly looked back and forth between Kaylin and the newcomer, "Super duper important!"

Vargas landing in front of the two runaways seemed to have startled the woman, since she jumped back and fell onto her rear in a rather funny and cute manner, more than enough to make the Seig crack a bit of laughter. That would be followed by her fixing her eyes on his figure, a gaze which he held without any hesitation, yet it was clear that he was completely comfortable. In the meantime, the small being tried to explain himself, although what he said made little sense for Vargas.

-So he sold 'broken food'? Never heard of that one before. -he answered, as the being kept on saying, in a rather desperate tone, that it did not want to go to jail, or else he wouldn't be able to go anywhere. -Relax, pal. Haven't come here to enforce the law or anything, now, that wouldn't be fun. Never been a 'hero', or anything like it. -he paused for a moment, walking a bit closer while tilting his head backwards to see if any officer would be coming their way. Nothing was there, so he simply returned his attention to them.

-Like I said, I was simply chilling around town when I saw something interesting going on, and since I had nothing better to do, I just came to see what was that mess about. Little after, she would get up and explained what had been going on, and lookie what I caught! -he'd state, and afterwards, turned his attention to the woman.

Now that he took a better look at her, she was actually cuter than what he had originally thought. Silky blonde hair, a curvy figure... Pretty nice. As she explained what was going on, he crossed his arms and gave her a couple of nods. -So that's the deal. I still don't know what the 'broken food' is about, but I guess it's complicated, so it's a detail we'll let slip by, 'kay? -the white haired male said, but suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a mark on her left hand. It was blue, like her eyes, but what caught his attention was the mark.

Where had he seen that before, around Magnolia?

Afterwards, she introduced both herself and the strange creature. Her name was Kaylin, and she told him that her small-sized partner was... Imp? At any rate, her voice had a genuine touch of friendliness to it.

-Heh, can't believe it! So far, all the girls I've met around Fiore have either tried to arrest me or threatened to kill me! I guess I got lucky this time -he laughed, quite amused, as he remembered his encounter with Anastasia and Marceline, back when he had arrived at Hargeon Port as a stow-away.

-So, Imp and... Kaylin, right? I'll make sure to remember, even if I've always been quite bad with names -the young man shifted his gaze between the two of them, and then proceeded to finish with the introductions.

-As for me, I'm Vargas. Vargas Seig. Nice to meet you two.

However, before continuing the conversation, he had to ask her about the strange mark.
-That sign on your hand... I've been seeing it around town all day. Can you explain me what it is?

Since he wasn't born in Fiore, Vargas was not acquainted with the whole tattoo system that identified guild members. If it was just a tattoo, it wouldn't have caught his attention, but given that it was the exact same as one in some banners, he might as well learn something new that day.

She listened to Imp as it squirmed nervously, and said it had something important to do. She let this detail slip by along with the 'broken food' comment. She patted it's head to reassure it. "Don't worry. You're not going to jail. You can do your super important thing." She laughed a moment then looked back to the man. ~Wow he's been close to being arrested, and had someone threaten to kill him? How unfortunate. To be honest I'd believe it. There are some crazy people in Fiore.~ She got lost in thought for a moment, but the second he mentioned the mark on her hand she sprang back to reality. She was always more than happy to talk about guilds, and wizardry.
  She held up her hand which held the stamp on it, so it was in full view. "You see here in Fiore we have wizards. These are people that can study on a certain type of magic, and practice it until they can use it in battle, and do more than just have it around for every day life. Some wizards join guilds in order to have allies that are wizards like themselves that way we can become better at our magic quicker. Sorry that was probably a crappy explanation. I'm no good at explaining concepts." She laughed awkwardly for a slight moment then continued. "Any way, I'm part of the Fairy Tail guild, and when you join a guild you're marked with the guild emblem to show you're truly part of that guild." She put her hand with the emblem down to her side again.

The Imp danced excitedly upon being informed that he was not to be throw in jail. That was always nice to find out. As Kaylin explained the meaning of the Fairy Tail logo the Imp turned its back to Vargas and point at the back of its shirt where a large version of the Fairy Tail logo was painted. "I'm from Fairy Tail too! It's super fun! I play games and people try and stop me but it doesn't every work out for some reason and then stuff gets spilt and people start shouting and its fun because that's part of the game. It's super fun!" The Imp spun back around and pointed at Kaylin, "Hey wait! If you're from Fairy Tail how come I've never seen you before! I know everyone! Like Heero and uh.... Heero.... uhm and Sorano! and uhm... uh... Who am I again?"

When Vargas asked Kaylin about Fairy Tail, the busty blonde gave him a simplified explanation on the overall way in which the whole wizard thing worked there in Fiore. Now, that was nice, but he was already acquainted with magic and its uses. Still, Vargas decided to roll on with it, his laid-back smile hiding his mischief. He could have some fun pretending to be just another normal human... why not? He was eager to see what that situation would develop into.

-So, you're from Fairy Tail. To be honest, that's the second time I've heard that name... I think the mage I met in Hargeon mentioned it, and someone else's name as well. Still, thanks, that makes all those symbols a bit clearer... -he stopped his speech for a second, as Imp spoke as well. The pieces then linked together in a matter of mere seconds... how lucky could Vargas be?

The Seig looked at Imp, wanting him to answer one question.
-Heero. That's the name... so tell me. Is he strong? -suddenly, Vargas's previously laid back expression became excited, almost animal, for a split second. He was clearly aching to know whether he'd be able to take a shot against that mage, just for mere fun. Would they be able to obliterate him in one go? The mere thought of it intensified his expression. Still, that would ruin the fun, so the white haired male decided to keep his battle instincts, which he probably owed to the demons he was housing in his soul, at bay.

Now, he was pretty interested in seeing this guild by himself. What kind of mages could there be? Would they be strong? He'd surely go later, just for fun; plus, he could always take one or two jobs from their counter. Even if it brought him trouble, that would only make things more exciting.

But still, he had to return to the matter at hand.

In the end, Vargas ended up facing Kaylin, who had explained him the basics of wizardry, and leaned closer with a smile, his right eye closed.

-Okay, Kaylin. Let's make a deal: if you and your little friend teach me a bit about magic, I promise I won't tell the cops anything... and I'll treat you to something, 'cause why not? -Vargas lightly commented, his tone making clear, again, that he was obviously not handing them to the authorities.

Kaylin smiled awkwardly "Umm.... While Heero is techinically my guild master I've never seen him in action so I don't know if he's strong. I haven't seen him around the place. I'm honestly not sure where he is. So right now our guild master is technically a women named Kanix, and she's scarey." Kaylin shivered at the thought of bringing some guy to Kanix who wanted nothing, but a fight. She listened to his next words carefully. She would take a step back to get a step away from the guy she just met.
As she listened to him continue she grew a bit confused. "What do you mean by that? You want me to teach how things work in magic guilds, or straight up teach you magic? If that's the case then wizards generally only know two magics, thier main, and secondary. Right now I only know one magic, and so I can't really help you learn any magic you want. The only thing I might be able to teach you is my magic, gravity manipulation. You obviously want a more offensive magic though. Mines mainly defensive, and supportive." She finished with that noticing how the guy really seemed to want to pick a fight.