Alekis looked over his shoulder and looked at Price. "I think names would have been just fine." Alekis chuckled softly and jumped a bit when he heard a voice in his head. He quickly turned to look at the smaller man. "I do hope you can't read minds; I do have a spell for that, so I'm not too worried about that..." He shook his head. "I'm Alekis, a wizard. Human, I'm not anything fancy or anything like that. Although I wouldn't mind being a vampire, but I do wonder if you glow or if you disintegrate under the sun." He smiled at the vampire.
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"I do hope you are not blind like me, and I do hope you are not pointing." Aurora's deadpan face turned to the source of the man's voice. "Because I am blind, and if you are pointing I can't see what you are pointing at or when you say 'right over there' I would need you to lead me." She could see the shape of his body, but she couldn't see his arm. She could only distinguish large shapes and bright colors. Aurora should have asked Marcus to come with her; this was not going as well as she planned. Summoning a demon in the middle of a bookstore wouldn't be too polite either, but by the way, things were going she just might as well.
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Marcus caught the scent again, this time a bit more faint but still ever-present on the streets. He turned around to look down the way he had just come from when he smelled it again, closer than before. He quickly covered his nose and turned back around to see a girl walking towards her. Was she the source of the smell? How can someone like that smell so much of death?
"Uh, hi." His voice sounded funny with his nose covered. "I'm sorry-- I can't." Marcus turned back around damned his keen sense of smell. He should ask Alekis to give him something to prevent this from happening. That wizard had to have something in his spellbook to help him with this. At least to keep him from gagging from the smell of decay and death. After taking a few breaths and getting himself used to the smell, as unpleasant as that was, he turned back around to look at the girl. "Sorry, I can smell-" he motioned the thing around her neck. "and everything else." He took another breath and shook his head. "I'm not used to it, so so sorry for looking like an ass."
After a bit of coughing, he cleared his throat. "I'm Marcus." He smiled down at the girl. "Looking for something to stay? Uh, there are quite a few hotels and motels around the city, but I recommend staying away from the east side since that's the not-so-good part of the city is. A lot of crime around that place. And it smells bad. Really bad." Marcus tried to avoid that place as much as he could. "I'm Marcus by the way, he extended his hand to the girl. "You must be new. You smell new. Didn't mean that in a creepy way. I can smell almost anything, my sister calls it a curse, but I got use to it." It was clear that Marcus liked to talk a lot and he was rather friendly to a stranger that almost made his gag.