Head under water.

Taking the first step toward his new school, Jared grinned, stretched his arms out wide and yawned. Accidentally dropping his suit-case on his foot, Jared yelped and ended up falling back onto his rear end. "No good, no good," he sighed loudly, stood up and wiped himself off. "She wouldn't even let me walk into the school without something terrible happening," Jared thought out-loud to himself, referring to the fabled Lady Luck.

Bending down he picked up his suit-case and now treaded carefully around the crowds which seemed to be everywhere in the court yard. Maybe if he made it too the door he would be safe, just maybe.

Art took a deep breath as she looked up towards her new home .She looked around at all the people gathered in their respective groups and let out the breath. It was kind of intimidating, but Art didn't care. She held her head high and with her suitcase in hand walked towards the school. She didn't look at anybody as she walked. She actually ended up bumping into somebody, and she dropped her suitcase on their foot. "Oh my, gosh I am so sorry!" she yelped.

"Ah, dang!" Jared jumped back again as Art's suitcase landed on his foot, but managaed to catch himself before he fell over. Gingerly he stretched his toes to make sure none of them had been broken, yet. Seeing as he was still perfectly healthy, except for the whole aching bone thing; Jared turned toward Art curiously. "It's okay!" he said with a small easy laugh. "Stuff like that happen to me all the time," he explained with a shrug.

Art laughed and her hair snapped slightly "well that makes me feel less guilty...only slightly though." She stuck out her hand "Hi I'm Artemesia Cromwell or Art for short" she said shrugging with a smile on her face.

"Art!" he tried her name out on his tounge, liking the way it flowed. "What a nice name," he commented with a small laugh as he shook her hand. He then let go and quickly adjusted his belt that hung loosely on his narrow hips, quickly patting random spot to make sure nothing would fall out. He then looked back at Art, paused for about five seconds and then smacked his head "Duh! I'm supposed to tell you my name too," he said "I'm sorry, I'm Jared Ash... I'm usually not that forgetful," he explained a little desperately. "I just don't know what's come over me today."

"Thanks, and no I don't like art. I rather detest it really; the things some people paint and then get thousands of dollars for? I just don't get it.” she replied with a laugh. After a minute of silence she looked at him quizzically as she waited for him to tell her his name. She laughed when he did." Don't worry about it. We've all been there...trust me" she said waving her hand in a "forget about it" kind of way.

Jared nodded and grinned, briefly laughing at her comment he looked at the school then back at Art. "So, I'm sure you haven't just come here for the the scenery," Jared commented as he tilted his head toward her. "What brings ye' here o' traveler?" he asked her with a slight accent, always seeming to find amusement in the small things. Suddenly though, his vision started to change a little bit and Jared blinked a few times while frowning. "Before you answer that, are my eyes turning blue?" he asked her leaning over slightly so she could see them. His eyes indeed were changing from a dark brown to a bright blue.

Art grinned at the accent as she gazed at the school, becoming lost in thought. Realizing Jared was talking again she started to pay attention. She squinted a bit at his eyes and indeed they were changing. Art’s face got the "what the hell" look on it as she said "Yeah they are...uh why are your eyes changing color for no apparent reason?” She asked skeptically.

Jared stood up straight as she confirmed his suspicions. "Well, you see," he started off as he began to dig around in one of the pockets on his belt. "My so called power is mixing potions," he explained as he dug out a empty bottle and pulled out some different colored plants. "It comes in handy most of the time, other times it's a little bothersome," he said as he grinded up a plant a sprinkled it into the small bottle. "Like sometimes I have to remember so much about making poisions or antidotes that I forget minor things... like my birthday," Jared said to Art. He plucked a small bottle of water out of the front pocket on his belt and let a single drop fall into the other bottle. As he put up the water, the bottle in his other hand was immediately filled with a strange golden like substand. In a split second Jared chugged it all and put the empty bottle back where it was orginally. "Ah, that's better," Jared said to himself, blinking a few times to clear his vision up.

Art stood fascinated as she watched Jared flawlessly go for what he wanted and then in a split second had chugged a gold concoction. "Wow, so is that all you use your gift for? Changing your appearance? Or can you create other potions for different things? Like if you wanted to could you, like, become incredibly smart or...." Art's head filled with so many questions that she didn't know where to start. Her hair began to snap and crackle from her excitement. As she talked she examined his belt. The bottles filled with different potions and herbs fascinated her. She wanted to know how they all worked and what they were for and what they could create. She looked at Jared for an answer, an excited gleam in her eye.

Jared laughed at her curiosity, "Well, I can... but it'd be sort of useless," Jared said "You'd have to be super intelligent to make an intelligence potion," he explained. "I do know how to poison a person, make them sleep, make them fatter but not skinner... now that would just hurt. I can make soda's like Pepsi, Coca-cola, and Dr. Pepper... I can even make chocolate syrup," Jared said all of this to Art happily. "To be able to do all this though, my senses are heightened and my memory is used mostly for making potions like the one I just did a second ago."

"Well that is a wide variety of potions you can make" Art replied with a laugh. "So did you study all of these potions to learn how to make them, or were you born like that? With the potion recipes already memorized?" Art asked curiously.

"I have to read it to memorize it," Jared explained with a laugh. "But I was born being able to identify plants and such," he said with a small easy shrug. Getting a little anxious about being questioned, Jared turned the questions around on her. "What about you? You never told me what you can do," Jared asked her leaning forward slightly. To anyone it would seem like he were flirting, but Jared always gave off that kind of air. It was sometimes very hard to tell with a guy like Jared.

"Oh I see" Art said nodding, when he began questioning her she shrugged and opened her hand and floating there was a ball of fire, she blew on it and it flew out of her hand into the air in the shape of a phoenix. Her hair began to crack and snap from her excitement of showing off. After a minute she brought it back into a ball in her hand. She closed her hand and the fire was gone. "Nothing much" she replied with a shrug, however there was a small smile on her face.

Jared watched, and when the fire disappeared he turned back to Art. "Well gee, how on earth did you get that gift?" Jared asked her with a small laugh. Elemental people always intrigued him, his sister had the power over elements also and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous sometimes. "I've always wondered how people can create fire out of thin air," Jared commented curiously.