The Green Newcomer

[Strazio Rockwell]

"Well, let's see, his name is Strazio Rockwell," Valerie said, tapping hus chin as he thought of his next few words, "and, as I mentioned, he has quite a temper, which is a shame really, if he had a more controlled temperment he could learn so much more than just rudimentary magick."

Grapefruit asked, "magick?"

Valerie wasn't sure if his robot companion was surprised at the notion of magick. Though in his home universe magi were hunted viciously by the hexeaters so the thought that Grapefruit's home might be similiar put a pause in the plant mage's heart. Val smiled and skipped ahead, twirling as he did.

"Why yes my dear, magick," he said as he came to a stop.

Val bit the pad of his thumb and drew out brightly colored green blood. He held out his hand with the palm facing upwards. A few drops of blood fell and stained the chapel white floors of the Nexus. From his wound flourished a boquet of exotic and beuatiful flowers.

"In my world it is shunned and feared, but that is simply because it is misunderstood," Val said and tossed away the boquet.

As the flowers flew through the air they quickly withered and died.

"Both my apprentice and I are magi, and I suppose I am as limited as he," Valerie said, "whilst I can only create, he can only destroy, polar opposites if you will, but we will meet him in due time and you shall see for yourself I'm sure, so please tell me about the world that you originate from, I'm sure it is a wonderful place."