[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.