*stares at serif and nods* meh. It's my training time and I'm late. Peace.

*you see a flash of fire across the room*

serif: What you mean you mean the prick or the cloth?

Mhm. Well uhh. Try to keep it in a cage while you give him it... they like to scramble...

serif: Hehehehehehe (holds the cloth and folds it and futs it in his hoodie pocket) you just ended my terror thanks i owe you one

mhm. here's a little sample. HAHAANYWAYS uh... cheese.