The beauty of fire

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Who: Aimee and anyone who wants to drop by.
When: Three weeks after the ball


Her hair pulled in a pony tail and dressed up in her work clothes, Aimee prepared herself. Fire, many feared it but, not her,she loved it. It reminded her so much of her home. The little iron work shop she grew up in, where at night she would sneak out at spy on her father as he worked. Slamming the hammer hard on the hot metal he was giving shape to.

Aimee began to move her hands slowly close to her face. She wore not gloves, for the small flames she summoned did not harm her. The years she worked with her father and the hot metals, this was nothing the her.As her hands moved away from her face the flames grew bigger. The grin on her face grew as she played around with the flames. She formed a few shapes with it, doors, gates? The designs looked like the ones in her sketches.

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Augustin saw a women a little far away, and he thought to see fire around her. He stepped closer.

"Sorrry, I don't mean to distract you" he sais slowly "I belive we didn't met before, I'm Augustin, warrior of Apollo, nice to meet you. What are you doing, by the way?"

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Aimee looked where the voice came from but didn't turn off her flames, she was getting at the good part.

"Aimée Lefevre!!" She shouted back shaping her fire as Hermes symbol. " I'm a fourth year, warrior of Hermes, and human." She looked over at him but as always she gave no eye contact.

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"Nice to meet you. I'm a pegasus, but I thing you may know that after my wings..." he said.

"You seem to be really good in fire magic. Thought I'm not sure how it works, because I've never learned it..."

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Aimee blinked. "Actually I didn't see your wings."

The flames became small as she stepped closer to him. "Hahaha thank you, I'm glad you don't seem scared seeing a girl play with fire."

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"You know, in my year there's a girl, Severa, you may know her, I watched her when she tried to practice. I have an idea about how fire 'works', because my advices worked way back then" he smiled, and hoped that Aimée didn't got confused with all of this.

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"Oh the Roman right? Damn she's good at fighting I like her skills..." Aimee actually would spy on the girl, it itched her to pick a fight with her. Probably she would be one of the only students who she could fight without backing off. "So you've tried to control fire before?...is that what you mean?" Yup she was confused a bit.

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"No, I can use only wind magic" Augustin was confused too now "If you have a look to the magics, you will find that wind and fire are pretty close to each other. And with my wind-magic knowing, I gave her some advice about fire magic. And althought it even worked... in some way" he remembered to that day. It was quite a strange practicing.

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"Que?" Aimee tilted her head then laughed. "Oh I'm sorry I see what you mean now." She grinned fixing her hair. "I was confused a bit....I never like wind magic....where I grew up fire was used a lot so I found it easy to control."

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"Of course, it's for you. As for now, my given power is the wind magic. What else could you expect from a pegasus?" he asked without expecting an answer.

"You said that you're used to fire. I don't get that totally, I'm sorry." he asked.

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"I don't know much about your species much" Aimee scratched her head then looked back at Augustin looking at his eyes this time. " I'm my town my father builds iron doors and gates....other furniture too. He used lots of fire in order the create the shape he wanted on the metal."

Aimee pulled her sleeve up a bit showing her burnt scar. "...I don't remember when or how I got this scare, I've been around fire and burnt my it so much I only noticed the scar when I first came here."

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"Oh... the most of people are wondering about my wings, but they know about pegasuses. Sorry."

"So you lived with your father" Augustin mentioned this firstly. Thought he didn't have a nice family. "Good for you..."

"How could so much thing be created from iron?"

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Aimee felt weird how he asked her about her father, but ignored that question.

"Of course well it my time...I help my father create door, windows,gates,fences, poles sometimes we get special orders to make tables or chair, those are much harder though." It was a while since she last spoke to someone about her home and what she did. It excited her.

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"This could be great..." Augustin tried to imagine it. Working with her parents, he never knew how it's like.

He didn't say anything else, he didn't wanted to talk more about someone other's family.

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"Are your wings heavy?" Aimees stepped closer to the senior looking at his wings. "Like when the wind blows to you feel pulled or pushed by it?"

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"I never thought about that" Augustin looked strangely to the girl "I mean, I'm born with them, so I always 'weared' them, and feeled it's weight"

"Of course, sometimes they're troublesome, but it's also wonderful, because flying is like nothing else" he said thinking to the fresh air.

((Just imagine to born with wings o.O))

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Aimee looked at his wings and poked on very softly. " You remind me of an Ark angel drawing that we have at my church."

((Because angels don't have wings...only Ark Angels and Serafins XD ))

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"I already got some thought after my wings" Augustin smiled reminding back to his first conversation with Cedric. "For example Cedric thought me to a falled angel first... it was a little strange" he smiled.

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Aimee smirked." A fallen angel? Oh wow....such a dork." She laughed. "Can I touch it?....your wing?"

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"Of couse, if you want..." Augustin answered confused to this unexpected question. Of couse, for a human see an other 'human' with wings could be strange.

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Aimee patted his wings softly as id it was a dove. A small smile appeared on her face as she felt the softness of his feather in her fingers. "It must be wonderful being able to fly...." Her voice came out as a whisper.Still she patted his wing.

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