
"you have problems with fire, too. Geeze"

"I'm Khit." Khit didn't even make eye contact with the man. "Yeah... I know a few things. Let me got find some plants." Khit left
"Well he's a freak." Mordecai snorted.

"You're awfully hot. I might know a thing that'll help." Khit looked at the boy. Then another boy in a draping red robe came in. It looked like he was floating.
"Are you the new kids? I'm Mordecai."

Mordecai floated out of the hammock an hour or two later. His arms were working now, so he set himself down on the ground and lifted some rocks. He also did some breathing exercises his cloak perfectly concealed his lifeless body, so if he floated and let his feet drag on the ground it looked as if he was supply walking smoothly. Mordecai went to the boys dormitory, he heard there were some new people.

Mordecai laid in a hammock he had got someone to set up in a tree. His arms had been 'unavailable' for the past week and he wanted them back now. But at the moment they were useless like the rest of his body. Mordecai would just rest here for now. He looked at his twig like legs and carved out body, at least he kept his arms strong by working out whenever he could.

"I...I'm sorry..." Khit hugged him. "My parents left me before I could even remember, I understand"
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Name: Mordecai razinsky
Code name:firebird
Age: 15
Years in the dagger society:1
Family: mom and dad--- dead.
Appearance (please include a link):
This guy but younger
[image error]Scars: none.
Personality:very extroverted and outgoing, fiery, passionate, aggressive
Powers (if any): flying and (weak) pyrokinesis
History: Mordecai had a loving dad before the plague. The plague killed his dad and gave him pyrokinesis and the ability to fly at the age of 13. His mom thought her malfetto son was an abomination, so she attempted to kill him with a knife one day. In order to save himself Mordecai burnt the house down in a very quick rage, on accident. He over used his abilities In the process and killed his mother. Overusing his abilities burn his spinal column, leaving Mordecai completely paralysed from the neck down. Sometimes he is able to use his arms but often he can't. Mordecai moves using his ability to float/fly, but can no longer use his pyrokinesis for more than lighting a candle because of the risks of burning his brain. He joined the dagger society a year ago, but spent the first few months recovering.
Strongest skill:courage/willpower
Weakest skill:believing he can do more than he is capable

"This place." Khit chuckled. "And an apothecary is one who studied the magical abilities of the natural world."

"How did you end up here"

"It's a book on alchemy and apothecaries. I'm trained as an apothecary. I thought I would look into alchemy too to help strengthen my abilities."

"Same here. Well...one day." Khit smiled for the first time in a while.

"Hello. I'm Khit. How. Um. How long have you been here." Khit twiddled his thumbs

Khit read a book on alchemy. He wanted to be trained. He wanted to show them what he could do.

Khit felt embarrassed. "Umm. Yeah... Thanks' he then made a bird fly by then so he could distract her and go back to the dorms.

Khit lifted her onto his shoulders. He was probably ripping his cut open, and getting more blood on his jacket but whatever.

hit held to his hand and helped her up. "i don't know where the girls dorm is but..."

"ill help you inside if you want..."

kHit got up, "are you okay?"

A small bit of wind kicked a pebble into khits side. He winced but tried to ignore the pain, it was always okay if he just pushed it away.