Perhaps she was thinking too much on this. Malva found herself staring at the painting hung across her room, sighing softly to herself as she launched herself against the pillows stacked on her bed. The family portrait had been there for awhile, ever since they made this place their home, to be exact. It was the 8 of them, in Marseilles and it was over 400 years old. For people who almost never stepped one foot outside the Isle, Malva recalled this was one of the only times she was given the chance to scour an entire city for one night. It was a rare case to have the Ailwards out and about, especially when they cannot move around individually for long without slowly deteriorating. It was also the proof of them being a family, once upon a time. It wasn't as if they were no longer a family, but they've been very distant as of late and Malva could feel herself feeling out of it. 

The only times they would ever gather together were during meetings and she was sure her brother tried his best not to call them every week or month. It made her wonder if her family were no longer the family they once were. It didn't help that she had been trying to get away from them either, but after what has happened with her connection to magic, she didn't know what else to do. Octavia remained her only confidant and one of the ones she wouldn't toss an object to, every time people attempt to enter her room. The crumpled papers surrounding her bed were a result from her attempts to create a new spell, only to remain futile as ever. "Usually, I would say nothing… perhaps you're just tired. But it's been months, Mal… get ahold of yourself" she grumbled to herself, she could handle one month or two, but this has been on-going for far too long. And if it continues, then she wasn't sure what else she could do to get back to her old self. 

So she gathered every crumpled piece and threw it into the bin before dragging herself to take a coat and scarf from her closet so she could find her answers elsewhere. Keeping herself cooped up in the room would not do her any good, anyway. Her eyes fell on the picture in her tablet, right, the flower; a flower that she's been dying to get her hands on ever since she heard from Bexley that it was growing nearby. One flower would do her more than enough but if Mal was able to get more than one, she could do some good with it. Just because she could no longer do magic, it doesn't mean she couldn't still practice alchemy and the likes. The Aspect of Magic tucked in the tablet inside her bag alongside her journal and closed the door behind her before making her way downstairs.

 The manor felt so empty and even Christmas last year wasn't able to make it better. Her hair grew longer and she was tempted to cut it but promised not to touch it until she was able to get her magic back. The snow was sticking in and she couldn't believe she would be our searching for a flower in the mountains this early in the morning, especially in the cold. Trekking there wasn't an easy route and the moment she saw where the flower would be at, she knew climbing was inevitable. "How am I supposed to climb… that far up ahead... " she murmured and kept trying to look for a loophole that doesn't require her to climb. The brunette kept pacing back and forth while holding out her gloves, with no proper equipment except a few ropes to climb, how was she supposed to do that? 

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To say things had changed for the young star in the past few months was an understatement, coming to Evermore he had known that he wanted to seek out his identity, something he had tasked himself with ever since he came to the city. What he wasn’t expecting to find was answers in the form of a family member, that was complicated and still rocky and while he had finally let Hanseol into his life, he still had his reservations about trusting someone he barely knew. Still, Hanseol hadn’t been lying about the fact Sunmin was a Celestial, seemingly one who didn’t function normally though because no matter how many times he tried to draw on his supposed energy of tap into it in anyway, nothing happened. It was frustrating and everyone asking him to keep trying to use it when it clearly wasn’t working, didn’t help.

He’d been staying with Hanseol and his boyfriend Jaesung for a few weeks now but he made himself scarce most of the time, usually out in the city in one place or another or tucked up in the spare room which the other star had insisted he stay in. It was different, but he didn’t find himself hating it. It was hard for him to accept that anyone would want to help them out of the good of their heart but he actually seemed to be that person. Perhaps it was rude of him not to be around that often but he wasn’t used to staying in one place and it made him feel agitated so he often found himself heading out. He’d even put in for a few jobs because he now technically had a fixed address, though not much had come of it so far.

He still loved to climb though and over the past few weeks he had been trying to hike his way up the mountains that towered over Evermore City, he kinda wanted to do it with his own hands but Hanseol had insisted that he borrow some of his climbing equipment if he was going to head up there and the younger male felt like he owed him at least a little. He could keep himself self if that was what Han asked of him. It took him about three hours total of walking before he actually felt like he got anywhere near the top but he felt refreshed as he saw the expanse of the city from up here, it was better than your average rooftop that was for sure.

He wasn’t too far away from the peak but he decided to come to a stop, seating himself on one of the ledges as he just stared out into the distance and contemplated where his life was right now. He had a brother, he’d made a few friends, he knew for definite that he was a fallen star, all he needed to figure out now is why the hell he didn’t glow. But no one seemed to be able to answer that question for him and so he found himself constantly frustrated by the whole thing. What was wrong with him? Was he broken? Had his light been snuffed out because of the life he lived before now? He had no idea, but what he did know was that there was a part of him that wanted to be a Celestial, wanted to fit in somewhere.

She’s been pacing back and forth while staring at the mountains the entire time, there was a clear look of distress marring her distinctive features. How was she going to climb? Malva was nowhere near a climbing expert, she’s never even hiked that much anyway, considering the Aspect of Magic always seemed to have magic at the tip of her fingertips. Now, that’s a problem for the current timeline seeing as she couldn’t do as much as make a flower bloom. There’s also another option; she could fly. But when was the last time she shifted into her dragon form? Right, when she met Sio again at the cabin by the meadows, where she failed to maneuver her flight properly and ended up falling over, resulting in a broken ankle and minor concussion.

 It made her feel like she was still an amateur when she first tried shifting into one. Was she ready for another fall if anything happens again? “You can’t be complaining, Mal… nobody’s gonna help you, so…” she murmured to herself and halted on her steps, squinting her eyes at the sight of the flower growing at the edge, that’s it, she’s doing it. The brunette dragged herself in between the trees so she could shift into her dragon form, the sight of her purple-scaled claws made the Aspect sigh internally before taking a leap to the sky. The good thing about their dragon forms, they’re invisible, which allowed her to guise herself with ease. The flower wasn’t hard to obtain since she could fly but the problem wasn’t that. It came after that. 

When she had her grasp around the flower, she was going to land on the highest peak but felt wobbly all of sudden, “Shit…” It doesn’t seem like she was going to be able to stay up in the air any longer, at this rate. Mal braced herself for the impact when she hit the trees located near the peak, it wasn’t enough to injure her dragon form but did it hurt to revert back into her human form and hit the tree bark? Yes. So did falling down from the highest tree and hitting the ground. Admittedly, she didn’t sustain any serious injury except for a few minor cuts she couldn’t be bothered to get worried about, thanks to the fact that she was still in her form halfway toppling. Mal thought she had a grip on the trip, obviously not. That's why she slipped. Hard.

For anyone else nearby, the rustling from the trees earlier would’ve caught their attention, especially seeing as whoever they found was only a female standing at 5’6” tall, clutching the flower in her left hand while groaning on the ground. “Owww… congratulations, Malva. You scored a 100 with that exceptional landing.” She didn’t even bother to get up and remained rolling on the ground, squirming while her right hand held the right side of her head that was bleeding. How she managed to stay intact all the while she didn’t have her magic access by doing all the reckless things she shouldn’t, is still beyond her. When she got up, Mal shook her head and blinked a few times before taking the silhouette not far from her. “Uh... am I hallucinating now? Or is there an actual person in front of me.”

As he sat there in the quiet he realized how peaceful it was up here, you could see the entire span of the city in the distance and it looked so quaint and small, like it was so far away that you could barely even feel in touch with it. It seemed strange to think that was the very place he could wander for hours and never get tired. He was an explorer at heart, he loved finding new places and reaching feats he thought were impossible which was exactly why he was halfway up a mountain right now he supposed. What he wasn’t expecting though was to hear the sound of the ledge he was sitting on begin to crack beneath him. He frowned but before he could properly respond to the danger he was already falling.

His eyes flew open with panic as the air rushed around him and the young Celestial reached for the first thing he could get a hold of, a particularly tall tree, he gripped tightly against it, grabbing the rope from around his waist to secure it around the bark to ensure he didn’t fall any further. His heart was practically beating out of his chest as he looked around wondering how the hell the ledge had managed to break all by itself only to hear what sounded like a person below him. He heard the groan of pain and frowned as he pulled himself over so he could get a grip against the tree and see the figure laying on the ground below. He raised a curious brow, well he wasn’t expecting to meet someone else up here, that was for sure. He slowly made his way down the tree, hopping from branch to branch until he eventually landed with a thud against the ground near the woman.

Hearing her mutter to herself from beside him he raised his brows “You know I would have only given it a 72, you have to at least deduct points for the bleeding” he commented as he stared at her, looking at her intently “You do realize that it’s very dangerous to climb the mountain without proper gear right?” and from the looks of her she definitely didn’t have the right gear, in fact, she didn’t even look like she dressed prepared for the hike which made him wonder what it was she was doing here. His eyes moved to the flower in her hand and pressed his lips towards stepping back to lean against the tree he had just scaled down, he hadn’t come off unharmed either, there were a few cuts on his hands where he had gripped the tree. He had to laugh when she asked if he was a hallucination “No idea, it could all be an illusion at this rate” he was messing with her a little “What exactly are you doing on the mountain?” he asked curiously as he offered his spare t-shirt from his bag so she could press it against the wound on the side of her head.

Perhaps, she shouldn't have gone up there without proper equipment. It was bound to be a mission gone wrong anyway. But then again, she was literally flying in her dragon form, she should be able to get that one flower in her grasp easily enough. Unfortunately, the world was trying to tell her that she should've gone for a test drive before doing this, resulting her crash landing against the tree. Initially, Mal thought she had a firm grip against the tree but evidently, she didn't because she slipped while trying to hoist herself up. That action sent her falling from the tree and rolling a bit to the side where her head had hit a rock, rendering her delirious for a moment as she tried to grasp her surroundings. She was too busy trying to shake the headache away so she didn't notice another figure had landed nearby. 

Malva eventually saw a silhouette towering not far from her after that. She asked, obviously, wanting to confirm his identity because someone needed to do that, what if she was really just hallucinating and he's not real? And he definitely wasn't being helpful by teasing her about it. "I thought the bleeding gives creativity points. I rolled down... " she exclaimed in confusion and shook her head once again as she attempted to get up from her lying position earlier. In front of her was a taller young male who doesn't look to be more than his late teens, sporting a casual outerwear and actually looked the part of hiking or climbing whereas she's not. But then again, Malva does stand out every time, even when she didn't want to. Either her attitude or appearance would make it, most of the time; her attitude. That rebellious streak from her young years clearly didn't wash away as she grew in the last millennium. 

"Yes yes… I know… I didn't think of it, as stupidly as that sounds" She really didn't. She thought her dragon form flying and hovering over it would've sufficed. Clearly not. But at least, she got it, it's still around her firm grip. But as soon as her eyes fell over it, the Aspect of Magic frowned because while she survived the fall, the same couldn't be said for the poor flower. "I did not just risk a concussion to my head for this flower to die...goddammit.." she grumbled and sighed heavily, there goes her luck. She couldn't even heal it back, how could she when she couldn't even tap into her magic inside to do her bidding without malfunctioning?

Mal looked up from her flower to the stranger and narrowed her blue hues, "If this is an illusion, it sure is believable. Even my head wants to sass me, as if I don't have enough of those daily" she shook her head and chuckled because of the irony. When he offered her a spare t-shirt, Malva stared at it for a few seconds before gratefully accepting it, thanking him in the process of doing so. Mal pressed the shirt against her wound and sighed, "I was looking for this, but it's… dead now. Well, not dead dead but I can't heal it either. So it's useless" The exasperated whimper obviously said a lot, the flower had been crucial for her to obtain.

He gave a somewhat amused scoff when she said the bleeding gave creativity points “Hardly what you’d call a graceful performance, though I’ll give points for quite literally appearing out of nowhere, that’s impressive” he pressed his lips together, probably more supernatural information out there in the world which he needed to learn. He felt like he was in a weird position, knowing there was so much out there but also not knowing fact or fiction, it made him suspicious of every person he saw and what they could do. He watched her carefully, noting that she wasn’t dressed for climbing very well which made him wonder if she actually climbed up here herself or used some kind of magic instead. Not that he was judging only crazy person went randomly climbing up the mountain on a whim, like him, he supposed.

“Well ...probably good to consider your brain next time, falling hurts but I don’t need to tell you that” that didn’t stop him helping though because he was worried, it wasn’t like she could easily get to a doctor from up here and while she was conscious and seemed okay, it did look like she hit her head pretty hard on the way down “You shouldn’t move too much, you might have a concussion” he’d had a few of those before and it wasn’t any fun, very disorienting and confusing and made you feel like you might pass out at any moment. He then saw the flower in her hand, all crumpled under her touch and frowned “Well surely you shouldn’t have picked it if you didn’t want it to die?” he leaned over to inspect it closer and tilted his head, actually he had never seen this kind of flower before, though he had never looked all that close at flowers before “Is there something special about it?” just looked like a pretty flower to him.

He gave her a questioning look when she spoke about it being an illusion and he lifted his leg to nudge her with his foot “Not an illusion, if anyone is hallucinating here, it’s me” considering she just popped up out of nowhere and knocked him down a cliff he actually wouldn’t be all that surprised. He stood back again after she took the shirt he offered, it was one of the very few he owned but she needed it more than he did at that moment and he wasn’t going to mention it, he could begrudgingly ask Hanseol for another. He let out a sigh and crouched down so he could inspect the flower she was looking at “You say it like it’s normally possible to heal a picked flower” he commented with a puzzled expression before he reached out to touch the flower, his hand accidentally brushing against hers for a moment and he felt a really weird sensation, like some kind of electric shock but now quite the same, it made his body tremble and for a moment he saw a bright light between them which made him jump back “What the fuck was that?” he asked with widened eyes.

Mal narrowed her bright blue hues towards the male towering above her, perhaps he wasn't the tallest but he sure does tower over her 5'4" frame still. Then again, she's always been quite short around the corners anyway. "Not every landing needed to go with a graceful ending…" she grumbled, clearly also being dissatisfied that she failed to land properly. Again. "At least I didn't roll over the meadow and break my ankle like the last time... I think" she tried to stand up steadily and examine if her ankle was spared from the pain this time and let out a relieved sigh when she realized the only injury she sustained was the bleeding on the side of her forehead. "Surprisingly this time it's mild… milder." She wondered if he had questions from where she even came from because technically, in her dragon form, Malva was invisible but she certainly managed to shift back, albeit recklessly, when she hit the trees. 

"Maybe I'm a magician, practicing my… next trope." When he talked about caring for the head, Mal instinctively brought her hand up and rubbed the spot, wincing lightly because he wasn't wrong, "Yeah, I should probably wear a helmet next time... Or stop… trying to fly... " Maybe it's best if she doesn't fly around in her dragon form for a while. "I'm fine… I can still walk properly... " She took a few steps further just to prove that, and while she was a bit wobbly, she managed. It wasn't as if she had time to kill by waiting there and wait for a miracle to kick-start the flower back to life. Her gaze dropped to the flower she still had around her grasp, "It's not supposed to die so soon, if you're able to preserve the life inside it, it'll stay fine." It was a magical flower for remedies, after all. It's not normal. "If I was normal, I could probably revive it but… that's a bit impossible" she muttered silently. Mal's never been so unproductive, like this. 

The Aspect of Magic parted her lips in surprise when he actually nudged her with his foot, "Don't worry, I'm not a part of your hallucination. So we're both quite awake." She gave him a look when he said it's normal to heal a picked flower, right, she always did forget there were humans living amongst them but something about him doesn't scream human either. That didn't last long when he stretched out his hand to touch the flower that was still in her grip and accidentally brushed against her skin. It felt like an electric jolt, something she usually experienced when she's channeling something; preferably an energy signature. And this energy was something familiar. The light had come from the flower where Mal squinted her eyes to take a closer look as she realized the flower was slowly healing itself back. 

As a practioner of non-verbal magic, Mal was used to such gestures but she didn't have any conduit to begin with earlier. Until that guy brushed his hand against hers. Once the light subsided, Malva blinked a few times in wonder and stared at the male, "You're not a human, are you... " The energy felt familiar, but she couldn't pinpoint it at that exact time. "Give me your hand" she outstretched her free hand out to him, prompting for him to do the same and when he didn't, Mal sighed and pressed her lips together, "Please?"

“I’m definitely judging the fact that there was a last time” he commented in a matter of fact tone, he didn’t make a habit of going climbing without the right equipment and he was very well practiced in climbing and knowing how to hold himself and she gave him the impression she was very...inexperienced. She certainly wasn’t up here for the leisure or the views which meant that flower must be really important. “I mean it looked pretty spectacular, if I filmed it then I probably could have gotten one of those home video shows to give me money” he chuckled softly, not that he hadn’t fallen himself before but usually someone would manage to hold onto something instead of going full-on tumbling down.

He gave her a skeptical look when she said she was a magician practicing her tricks “Halfway up a mountain? Ten bucks on that being something that never happened” he wasn’t the kind of person you could easily lie to, especially not when the reasoning was completely unbelievable. “Yeah I feel like your safest bet would be to not…” he paused for a moment and widened his eyes “Wait did you just say fly?” well that would explain how she appeared out of nowhere but how did an average-looking girl fly? She didn’t seem to have any wings. “That’s it, stubborn your way through it, foolproof way of facing your pain” he chuckled seeing the way she was struggling to stay standing. He’d had to grit his teeth through an injury more times than he could count.

He was definitely surprised when she said she would normally be able to heal the flower and his eyes traced over it, wondering what was so special about a tiny plant “Oh I didn’t think you were a hallucination, I’m just enjoying messing with you” he responded with a grin, he enjoyed doing that to most people, it was most of his entertainment to interact with others. He watched her as she explained about the flower and when he reached to touch it he suddenly felt the weird jolt go through him. He was startled by it as he jumped back and looked around as though she was some kind of criminal. His eyes narrowed slowly as he saw the flower in her hand, it was glowing faintly and then when the light faded the crumpled looking plant was back to a healthy-looking flower.

He wanted to say something but what did you even say to something like that? How did you process watching a flower repair itself right in front of his eyes “Is this some kind of...magic trick? A scam? Do you want something from me” Sunmin’s default reaction to the unfamiliar was to go into defensive mode so it wasn’t surprising to see him suddenly doubting her intentions and he naturally froze up when she said he wasn’t human and tried to touch him, naturally backing away “Tell me who the hell you are first” he responded bluntly, shaking his head when she said please. It wasn’t easy to gain his trust and now he was definitely on edge after seeing what happened.

Mal couldn't even say much other than the fact that she was being incredibly reckless to go out and rely on something she hasn't relied on for a while. "Last time was a lot worse" she mumbled and shook her head in an attempt to shake away all the dizziness that was slowly settling inside her head, "I broke my ankle and had a minor concussion, couldn't walk for, 2 weeks I think" Given the actual procedure to heal, 2 weeks was less than most people. But then again, it wasn't expected of the Aspect of Magic to sit down and behave. Being compliant is hardly one of her commendable traits. "Then why didn't you?" she arched an eyebrow in questioning, "Pretty sure you had a phone on you somewhere." Not that she wanted to be a subject of bad humor on YouTube but there's always a first time. 

"Why not? What's so weird about practicing my magic tricks halfway up the mountain?" she narrowed her eyes and stared at the route ahead of them and let out a muffled chuckle, "Forget I said that." Shit. Did she just say that out loud? Way to go, Mal. "Yeah… fly... " He doesn't seem human, for the Aspect of Magic, she could naturally detect a supernatural because everything about them is basically magical and while he doesn't show any distinctive feature of being any certain species, she had a feeling he's immortal. He had a grade S first sarcasm and the fact that he could catch her off guard trying to make a comeback alone says it. The flower she held was still in her vision, she had to make it work or else her journey here and actually suffering from a possible concussion and other injury to her ego wouldn't be worth it. There must be something. 

The Aspect of Magic let out a huff when he said he was messing with her but didn't take it as literally, not when the flower glowed and was back to being a healthy and beautiful condition. In fact, it was better than before. The petal looked a lot more radiant and alive. She felt a bit guilty when he jumped back and looked at her as though she just shocked him with the highest voltage possible. But that's it, this was a sign that her abilities weren't completely shut off, and that he had triggered something. The only answer to that would be A, yes he's a supernatural. Only a supernatural could be the conduit for energy channelling. Mal let out a scoff and shook her head in response to his accusation, "One, yes, it's a bit of a magic trick. Two, no it's not a scam. Why would I try to scam someone halfway up a mountain? I wouldn't get anything out of it." And it doesn't make sense. 

"Three, yes I may ask you for a favor. Help, if you'd phrase it the other way." It's not surprising to see him going through a defensive mode to all of this, but she would like to calm him down and assure him that she wasn't trying to do anything bad. If you're gonna ask for a favor, that's what you should do anyways. Mal stared at him and sighed, yeah anyone would feel like it's shady to see something like this happening out of nowhere, the least she could do is tell him who she is, right? "I'm Malva, Malva Ailward. Not sure if that name rings a bell to you but I'm… associated with magic. Yeah." Not the best introduction but she gave a name. "Hey, look, you just helped me heal this flower. Don't you wanna know what you did?" 

Sunmin arched an unimpressed brow in her direction, questioning how a person could be so personally irresponsible and hurt themselves like that and then decide to do the same thing again “Perhaps you should have listened to the pain and not repeated said dumb thing over again?” he questioned it sarcastically because it was an obvious no brainer to not repeat the same mistake twice and yet that seemed to be exactly what she had done. “Thank you for the stereotyping” he responded and then saluted a little, just because he was young meant he was glued to his phone right “I don’t have a phone” he responded and shrugged, he wasn’t going to explain why, it wasn’t like he owed her any explanation about his life.

“Well firstly because you said magic tricks like some middle schooler and second because you’re halfway up a mountain?” he looked back at her questioning what the heck her logic was because he sure as hell couldn’t come up with a reason why someone would wanna climb a mountain simply to practice magic tricks. “Like...with wings?” he responded with a sense of suspicion in his voice. Sure he knew the supernatural existed now but it hadn’t even occurred to him that people might actually be able to fly or have wings. Did that make him naive? He felt like he was constantly stumbling over his own feet when it came to trying to find some ground about the supernatural, mostly because they seemed very good at covering their tracks and keeping things secret.

Sunmin had to admit this was a very weird situation to find himself in, he was eyeing her suspiciously and looking for any signs or tells which would explain to him what was really happening here. His mind had come up with several logical reasons, the first was that this was some sort of scam attempt, he knew as a Celestial now that he was supposed to be careful and stay away from the wrong people, perhaps she was trying to lure him in and gain his trust. The second was that that hit to the head had driven her completely nuts and she was just rambling a bunch of random stuff. “Why would someone go halfway up a mountain to do a damn magic trick?” he responded in equal frustration for her crazy talk shaking his head slightly, she was weird.

Sunmin wasn’t the kind of person to trust strangers and he certainly wasn’t the kind of person who gave favors out to people without knowing them, so he just stared at her completely dumbfounded by what she said. He was still staring at the flower which he had visibly seen restore itself back to the way it was and he was still trying to piece together in his head how that was even possible and now this girl was asking for a favor? “Is it supposed to mean something to me?” he asked with a raised brow as she said she was associated with magic “Well if you’re connected with magic then do something to prove it, should be easy right?” he folded his arms over his chest, she was right, he did want to know why them touching had healed the flower but first he wanted some answers about who this girl was.

Probably not the best first impression she would set up for herself, but then again, Mal's never been all that good at socializing unless needed. Now was definitely not one of those days. Not if she had anything to say about it, at least. He sure was sassy, she'd give him that. The brunette wasn't sure if that was just his natural demeanor or his rebellious streak just stepping out into the light. Perhaps, both. "I probably should've listened to it but where's the fun in that?" It would greatly spare her the pain though. "I know to you or the others, that sounds like I'm trying to get myself in trouble purposely but really… that's like trying to tell a baby chick they're not going to be able to fly forever." She's a dragon, she's had plenty of experience when it comes to maneuvering her flight. Up until a few months ago when she suddenly stopped shifting into that form.

 Mal could feel the grimace traveling all over her body when he thanked her for the stereotyping, "I just thought that people these days would have… nevermind" she grumbled, how was she supposed to know who had one and who doesn't? She doesn't even like bringing hers along and only ever did so because her brother, Aureus, actually threatened to give out a call far worse than a phone. She wasn't about to stick around to see what he meant. "You did not just call me a middle schooler… isn't that exactly what a middle schooler would say? What was I supposed to say then… voodoo?" she huffed to herself, magic tricks were the way she'd describe whatever she was doing to everyone else, "Had I said the real term, people would go around asking me to speak English." Sometimes they were like scientific terms which was slightly a lot easier to understand, minus the long names. 

"When people want to find their inner peace, don't they usually venture to somewhere that nobody would disturb them? What's so weird about being up in a mountain for that… it's calming" Admittedly, she wasn't there to meditate but it wasn't the first time she's ventured here either. The Aspect knew she shouldn't have outed herself like that but decided to play around with it, considering he wasn't human either. Surely, she couldn't do more harm than what was already done. Normally, the way he was eyeing her so curiously should've made her annoyed but not this time, because she too, was curious about him. Whoever this person was, there seemed to be something more to him. He might as well dangle a neon sign above him because there were plenty of question marks hovering around the male. "Why wouldn't they," she exclaimed, feeling equally frustrated at the subject in hand when he asked why someone would go halfway up a mountain to practice a magic trick. 

Resorting to the method of pleading for help was the last thing Malva would do, in any circumstances, but after she witnessed the flower being revived by whatever energy she zapped from him, she knew she wasn't in the position to be choosy. Beggars can't be choosers. At this moment, he was the only individual that could help her. So did she discard whatever pride she had to enlist his help? Partially. Mal took a few steps back and eyed the flower in her right hand and back to the male before her, eyeing both of them skeptically and sighed, placing the same flower she came to get, on the ground before trying to think of something simple to conjure. Anything to prove it to him that she wasn't crazy and she is who she said she is. You're Malva Ailward, no matter how faulty your magic is, you still have magic, she told herself. The easiest form of magic she was all too used to doing was object levitation, she only needed to get her eyes on what she should be levitating. 

It certainly wasn't going to be the flower, god knows what would happen if she ends up burning it if her magic decided to malfunction again. Mal took off her bracelet and threw it on the ground, keeping her eyes on the sapphire gems adorning the silver bracelet, willing for it to levitate itself and for a brief while, the Ailward Aspect wasn't putting her full hopes on it. How could she? She's been trying to do tracking spells for months long and it was futile. But maybe she was right about having the tiniest glimmer of hope after what happened earlier because the bracelet was no longer on the ground. It was levitating in front of them. "Is that enough proof?" She sure hopes so because whatever energy she had earlier, it was everything she needed.

Sunmin arched a curious brow “Did you just ask me where the fun in not being in pain is?” he had to admit she was a very strange person, there were plenty of ways to safely get your fill of adrenaline without risking breaking your bones after all. “I mean it basically sounds like you have a death wish but” he shrugged, that was her choice to make he supposed. He gave her a pointed look when she said everyone would have a cell phone and constantly be glued to it, well news flash, not everyone could afford a cell phone or particularly liked having a tracking device on them at all times. He scoffed at her next words, every time she spoke she just seemed to dig more and more of a grave and he found it highly amusing to experience “Voodoo?” he responded and laughed slightly “How about you just call it a spell or is that too simple” he rolled his eyes, honestly at this point, he was actually questioning why he was still here.

“Well that is true, but then most people who are looking to climb a mountain show up know, actual mountain climbing gear?” even he had some equipment on him and hiking boots and he didn’t have any money at all. But whenever he did come into money he would buy practical things like this, things which were going to last him a long time and let him do the things which brought him a little bit of solace. Sunmin gave an exasperated sigh when she answered his question with a question, he had to be honest he was running out of patience with this girl and her strange whims, it made no sense to him at all and there was nothing Sunmin hated more than knowing he was being lied to but also not being able to get the truth “You are a terrible, terrible liar” he responded with a shake of his head.

He was just about to leave her there and go about his way because honestly he didn’t have much time to be arguing with someone who was talking absolute nonsense and making his head hurt because of the way she kept speaking in pointless riddles. But then he watched her take her bracelet off and throw it on the ground which made him curious as to what the hell she was up to. He stayed put, watching carefully as she stared at the glittering piece of jewelry that she had thrown into the dirt. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched carefully as she started trying to do the so-called magic. It was a whole lot of nothing happening for a while and then just before he was going to make a comment about this being a waste of time, he saw it lift off the ground.

His eyes widened for a moment as he edged closer to where the bracelet was hovering above the ground, he didn’t feel any breeze which could be explained for the lift and he nudged it with his foot to see what happened and it moved in a strangely fluid way which didn’t appear to be caused by any kind of wire or string. He pursed his lips thoughtfully and reached to snatch it in his hand just to see what would happen and nothing did. It was like he had just grabbed the thing out of mid-air, nothing attached, no actual explanation. He stared at it in the palm of his hand with a confused expression before glancing up at her “Explain what favor you want and don’t lie about it this time” he instructed as his fist closed around the bracelet, he’d bite, purely out of curiosity, but he still didn’t trust her.

"I mean when you put it that way, it sounds weird..." Never mind, it does sound weird. She's been flying without having to worry for a long time so when she suddenly got into a crash landing streak lately, it frustrated her to no ends. A few bones wouldn't matter, right? If she was able to regain her sense of flight, she was fine with it. Mal huffed in exasperation, what's the point of shifting into a dragon if she wasn't able to fly? Teleportation gives too much dizziness than necessary, and portalling is a bit unstable at the moment. Not until she could get a better grasp of things, god knows she'd end up sending herself to a limbo because it was slightly faulty. Slightly. "A spell is too complex" she grumbled, "You can cast a spell for a lot of things, but there's plenty of where it comes from- why am I even bothering explaining this to you" she shook her head, right, no point in doing so. He did have a point though, calling it a spell would make it so much simpler. Or is she having it hard escaping from the jargon?

 "I… didn't exactly climb up, that's why I didn't have any climbing gear on me" she started, technically, she flew there in her dragon form; a form that was invisible to everyone else. There was no need for her to equip herself with any of those gears. But how could she even begin to explain to him that she was a dragon? It sounded absurd to even the most supernatural being she's met, much less someone who probably didn't know a lot about the other side of the world people often lived in. When he pointed out that she was a terrible liar, the Ailward Aspect coughed and cleared her throat for a few times, "I've been told that by others... " Is she really that bad of one? Or was it just the nerves kicking in that was rendering the switch useless? She couldn't be this bad, right?

She saw his reaction when the bracelet was finally lifted off the ground and noticed how he had stepped closer to the item itself. Well, that went well. Once she blinked, ally he levitation was gone, thankfully, he had already snatched it into his hands. "Alright… no lies... " she nodded in agreement, if she could find the answer to how her magic had been blocked via this guy, then that's worth everything. Maybe her trip wouldn't be a complete waste of time, after all. "I just need you to be my tether. I can do magic but somehow I've been having trouble grasping enough energy needed to perform any spell, unless I have a complete conduit. You're a supernatural, every single one of them have their own supernatural energy signature, if I can channel you then I can find out what's been blocking my signals." Honestly, she's tried to channel others as well as her objects but nothing worked as well like this. "I have to ask though… your energy is strangely blinding, it's familiar but it's not something I see every day. What are you?" Of course, she had her own suspicions, but if he confirmed it, it would be better. 

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