[center][h3][color=9e0b0f]James Oake[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Olympus Academy campus
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Harvey Nathaniel Blake [@Altered Tundra][/center][hr][hr]

[color=9e0b0f][i]Poker face.[/i][/color]  James reminded himself.  [color=9e0b0f][i]No matter how much of a jerk he is, you can't-[/i][/color]  Then the buff boy pushed him to the side.  [color=9e0b0f][i]Oh, it's on.[/i]  "Puny little magician, huh?"[/color]  One corner of his lips quirked up in a smirk.  [color=9e0b0f]"Don't you know never to mess with a magician?  You never know what they have up their sleeves.  Like this, for example."[/color]  A quick movement, and a dove fluttered out of his sleeve to perch on his hand.  [color=9e0b0f]"Very popular with the ladies, this one."[/color]  He stroked the dove's head carefully.

[color=9e0b0f]"Or how about this?"[/color]  A torrent of brightly colored scarves exploded from his other sleeve, landing all over Harvey.  James took a step back then, just in case.  [color=9e0b0f]"No, you don't look the type to be impressed by such things.  I can usually tell.  Perhaps this will be more to your taste?"[/color]  He took a sheet of flash paper from one pocket and ignited it as he threw it upwards.  It burned quickly, nothing more than a flash of flame between himself and the bigger boy.  [color=9e0b0f]"I've got lots more where that came from, but a magician lives to surprise."[/color]  He let a crooked grin overtake his smirk.

With a puff of smoke, he produced a pack of cards from another pocket.  [color=9e0b0f]"You can do a lot with a simple deck of cards.  The usual tricks of course, but with sufficient force, a thrown card can cut right through a pencil."[/color]  James took the cards out of the box and started flourishing them.  [color=9e0b0f]"Of course, a few card tricks done well usually work much better than a cliche, overused pick-up line.  Perhaps you should try it.  It might work a bit better."[/color]

Disappearing the cards again, James gave a rather shark-like grin.  [color=9e0b0f]"Those are the more harmless weapons in my arsenal.  Being a magician is not all fun and games.  Sometimes, someone takes offense.  Then I have no choice but to borrow yet another trick from my inspiration."[/color]  He removed a small canister from yet another pocket.  [color=9e0b0f]"When you're in a tight spot and there's no way out... a bit of sleeping gas works wonders."[/color]

With the aid of more smoke, James disappeared all of his earlier tricks.  Including the scarves that had covered Harvey.  [color=9e0b0f]"Of course, I don't want a fight.  I'm just a magician, after all... and a thief."[/color]  Inwardly, James breathed a sigh of relief; his poker face had held perfectly.  A bit of amusement colored his thoughts; he wondered how Harvey would take those last two words.  Stepping back once more, he gave an elaborate bow, as if this was just another show he was performing.