Loyal walked into the library. It bombarded him the obvious smell of books and he didn't like it. It was quiet too and the place didn't have much to look at other than shelves of books. He sighed and continued to walk.

Loyal decided that practicing magic and travelling the world is really no use anymore. It is about time that he started to read books for knowledge. He walked over to the magic section and pulled out a small book. It was titled Magic of the Elements. He frowned but he take several more books and then sat down on a desolated table and started to read...

Fwrthyrn strode into the library casting a furtive glance around. Noticing a male around his age he narrowed his eyes.

Crossing the male out of his mind, he continued to survey his surroundings but didn't notice anyone particular.

There seemed to be an aura surrounding the male he had crossed out. So Fwrthyrn headed his way and sat down opposite the man.

"You don't mind if I sit here do you?" he asked, his hood still covered his face, and only a red gleam shone out.

Loyal blinked, someone had just talked to him. He pulled his head out of his book, staring at the man. "Uh...sure!" He grinned. Loyal closed the book and pulled out the next one.

Loyal could tell this person was evil, but he rather not talk about it, he continued to read, trying to forget about the person sitting next to him...he creeped Loyal out.

Fwrthyrn sat down, and studied the male in front of him. Casting his gaze away out of boredom he looked around, especially out the window.

Narrowing his eye at the spectacle, he refocused his attention, "What are you?" he asked bluntly, "If you don't mind me asking. I can ... uh..." Fwrthyrn stumbled for the word, careful not to let anything slip, "Sense it."

Noticing the awkwardness of the male, Fwrthyrn smirked, "You're not scared are you?"

Loyal placed his book down, staring at the other with neutral eyes. "Me? Why do you want to know?" He smiled lightly. "To sense it? Then I must be right." He grinned.

Loyal gave a grin, turning towards the hooded male. "Yeah, I'm not afraid." He narrowed his green eyes. "You're a demon aren't you?" He whispered, smiling.

Fwrthyrn shrugged casually, "It's good to know what you're dealing with, in case the person ever ..." he trailed off, looking out the window. He looked back at the male, "Doesn't matter, past experience."

He paused, "Well I know you're not an angel," Fwrthyrn said darkly, "I would have sensed that."

Fwrthyrn considered the male and what he said, narrowing his eye, "What would you say if I was?" He stopped, "Not to mention it's so obvious, isn't it?" he finished dryly.

He noticed the smile, "Is that an expression of smugness or what?" he asked sarcastically.

Loyal continued to smile. "I can tell you I am a Sorceror, but that is all." The smile stayed, but his eyes narrowed down. "How can I trust you after all?"

Loyal raised an eyebrow. "Hate angels huh? Whatever." He folded his arms and looked up.

"Ah, yes. It is quite obvious, Mr. Demon." Loyal grinned at the dark demon. "Your attitude and what you wear give that special sense." He smiled.

Loyal shook his head. "No, I smile on a regular basis. Why, do you have a problem with smiling?" This time he changed his smile into a smirk. "You should try smiling too once in a while." Loyal couldn't understand why he was talking with a demon, but he started a conversation anyway.

"Sorcerer," Fwrthyrn repeated, "Well I can sense you're a "good" one," he stopped. Fwrthyrn raised an eyebrow, "Where did you get "trust" from? Anyway, you can't trust me. Don't bother asking me the question and getting an answer back because it'll be your funeral, not mine. I'm already dead," he answered darkly.

He looked down at his black cloak, "So it's a crime to behave as an individual now, is it? I thought lots of people wore black cloaks and a hood. Of course, people do naturally get suspicious when they can't see my face. Pity really, because it's not nice to look at," he smiled evilly.

"Smiling, I can do. It depends what "smile" it is. Thanks for the advice, not that I'm going to take it," Fwrthyrn replied, a bemused look on his face.

Loyal smiled darkly. "Trust comes naturally, not that you know." He glared at the demon. "Do you want to fight now do you?" His emerald eyes narrowed as he waited for an answer.

"No, I never said it was." He said, flicking his hair back. "You just think that I said it was a problem." He smiled. "Not nice eh?" Loyal didn't understand what he had meant, what was wrong with the face?

Loyal didn't change, the smile stayed but it turned to the -You're-annoying- side. "What smile? A happy smile perhaps?" He closed his eyes. "Don't take it then, not that I care." This demon was gettng on his nerves, but he continued to talk anyway.

"No, I don't know actually," Fwrthyrn retorted, "I don't do trust, and I abuse it myself."

He also narrowed his eyes, "I wouldn't mind... Could do with a bit of thriller now and again," he smirked.

"You implied it, and that's enough reason for me," he said. He made sure his hood still hid his face.

"Oh, very clever," Fwrthyrn remarked sarcastically, "You know full well, and I'd rather not look at it thanks," turning his head away from the awful spectacle.

Black started swirling around his hands, coming to gather as he flicked his gaze at the male in front of him..