He followed the sound of her voice and found her standing in the shallows of the river. "Found you!" he grinned at her, walking over. "Why are you in the water? I know water mages are pretty good at controlling currents and all that, but you never know if your control will slip and you get carried off down river."

Internally, he wondered if she'd hose him from the river. They hadn't really messed around with their powers around each other as if by doing so, it would confirm that they were actually from opposing houses. Not that Titus hadn't really cared whether or not she had seen his magecraft up close and personal. It was actually more along the lines that they had always been in a somewhat public area before and, therefore, incapable of using their magic. Too many chances of an incidental sighting.

Kali smiled and waved at Titus as he approached her. In reply to his question, however, she just shrugged. "I don't know. I just like water," she answered, adding in impishly "It does run in the family, you know?" She stood still in the water, feeling the river rushing around her ankles. Perhaps the current was a bit strong at the moment, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. Hopefully.

She did seriously contemplate on soaking the redhead with her magecraft, but she considered it a triffle too dangerous. What his reaction to getting wet could be, she didn't exactly know. But as his element is fire, it could probably be a very violent one. And she wasn't in the mood for violence.

She contented herself with playing a bit with the water and her fishy friends splashing around her feet. Making water spirals in mid air nonchalantly as if there wasn't anyone to see, she asked him: "So what have you been up to lately?"

He watched her play with the water in fascination. Something about it was... well... enchanting, if one didn't mind the pun. "Not much," he said. "Training the heathens. Granted, I could be called the same, so I'm in good company," he joked.

Titus walked up to the edge of the river to watch her a little more closely, mindful of the soft earth as he didn't really want to fall in. He, unlike Kali, didn't have the ability to stay stationary in a current or be able to leave the water without being totally drenched on whim.

"And yourself?" he asked.

Heathens, huh? She imagined the supposedly infamous Titus meeting his match in little kids and can't help but to crack a smile. She certainly can't imagine how a bunch of kids can be called heathens. But then again, her own younger cousins weren't angels themselves, so she can relate a little.

"Huh..." she started off, spacing out a little as she tried to think of how to answer his question. A lot of things have been happening to her lately. "My 18th is in a week, so that's something. I suppose." she said offhandedly. "And a lot of training. Training. More training."

As she spoke, she let the threads of water surround Titus in a slow spiral, not a drop touching him since she thought he wouldn't want to get drenched. It had an unworldly effect. But then again, magecraft was for the most part out of this mortal world for her. "See? I've been practicing." she said, grinning as she did.

Her little stunt and statement reminded him of something he had been planning when he had gotten out of the car. Her water spiraled around him and he reached into his pocket. Granted, what he was about to do didn't really require the lighter he pulled out, but it certainly made it easier.

The burnished steel Zippo flipped open and he made it light. "Well, I certainly practice myself," he said as a flame billowed up away from the lighter to rest in his palm. With a flick of his hand, he spiraled his flame around her water, creating a even more otherworldly effect as the liquid glowed from the fire snaking around it. With a little pull, he separated the snake of flame into balls that quickly reformed into tiny flaming ponies that 'ran' along the spiral.

"Of course you would, you showoff." she said, smirking. Her eyes were transfixed on the tiny prancing ponies, their tails flickering around her own water spirals. The water reflected some of the light from the flames, setting off a warm glow around his person. The final effect was something eerie, almost otherworldly.

This was actually fun, she thought. She had never used her magic for fun or to goof off. Then again, she didn't exactly associate magic with fun given the intense training that she undergoes on a daily basis. Her aunt basically sucked all the fun and enchantment out of being a water mage.

She didn't know what it is with Titus, but she felt like she could relax when she's around him. She didn't feel like she had to fight or prove her skills. But right now, she didn't want to be outdone. With a small twist of her wrist, the spirals of water dispersed, only to regroup into what looked to be small ballerinas dancing on top of the ponies.

Titus blinked, watching the ballerinas and the steam that was occurring from the contact between them and the flames. He flicked his hand and vanished the flame. "Now, how about coming out of the water?" he asked, still surrounded by water ballerinas and was not looking to get wet at the moment.

"Huh?"

Her, get out of the water? The thought of it made her break her concentration, making the water ballerinas break up as well and fall outwards and to the ground in a flurry of droplets. Amazingly, hardly a drop touched him. if hardly meant being lightly sprayed in the face.

"Oh gosh, sorry," she said as she stepped out of the water. She felt the dirt stick to her feet and slightly winced, wishing that she had brought slippers instead of her school shoes which she can't afford to get wet. "I...uh...lost my concentration," she finished lamely. Which was true. While having improved drastically these past few months, she was still miles away to being a master of her magecraft. She only just hoped he wasn't too mad at her.

He wiped the bit of water off his face, blinking. "I see that," he deadpanned, watching her get out of the river. He didn't worry about the droplets that had soaked into his clothes as there was nothing he could do about it.

((Sorry, short post... Lack of inspiration will do that to a girl. *frowns* So, it's a bridger post.))

(It's cool. Sorry about the late reply and all. So how about a change of scenery? XD)

She could will the offending drops off his clothing, but she decided that he'd dry off eventually. Picking up her shoes instead of risking ruining them by wearing them, she walked away from the river's edge. She passed by him, looking at him questioningly.

"So that's your truck there, right?" she asked, pointing to it. Without waiting for an answer, she headed towards where the truck was parked, looking back at him as if expecting him to follow her. "What're you waiting for?" she asked playfully.

((What did you have in mind?))

Titus walked after her, sticking his thumbs in his pockets. "Yes, that is my truck," he told her as he came up next to the (naturally) bright red vehicle with chromed accents. He then fished out his keys and hit the unlock button. "Climb on in." The fire mage meant 'climb' as the truck was fairly tall and had nerf bars installed so that one could swing up into the truck easier. Even he had issues on occasion getting up into the tan leather driver's seat when he was absolutely exhausted.

(Bwuh, I totally forgot about Trisphee. x.x

I have no idea, exactly. We can either go to a public place, somewhere he's personally connected to, or to neutral ground. Depends if you want to get mushy or action-y. Hey, he's the one behind the wheel. XD What would you have in mind?)

Coming face to face with what would be the reddest vehicle she has ever seen, even redder than the usual firetruck it seemed, Kali thought it typical of its owner. She also thought the truck was sheerly towering over her and her short frame. Her family was never particularly blessed with height and it showed the most in her. Well, thank goodness for the nerf bars.

She opened the door on her side and chucked her bag on to the passenger's seat. Taking hold of the side of the opening, she literally had to climb in as he had told her to, jumping to get inside the truck with a grunt.

((It's okay. And I guess I'm going to wing it.))

He realized she was going to have troubles the moment she tried to hoist herself up in a way that wasn't like trying to climb into a horse's saddle. Titus walked around to her and grabbed her around her tiny little waist. "Here's a tip, before you throw yourself onto the ground. Use the right foot first on the nerf bar, grab the oh-shit bar, and vault up like you would onto a horse's back." Instead of letting her put it into practice, though, he lifted her up high enough so that she could more or less get her butt into the seat.

Titus didn't mind he was essentially a bit handsy with her. She had a little waist and it wasn't that difficult to do that with. At least he had ignored his initial impulse, which was to grab her ass - or, rather, the back of her thighs - and lift. That would have likely gotten him slapped. At least this way, he was in more or less neutral territory and had gotten her into the truck with few issues.

He circled back around the truck and did what he had told her in reverse. Left foot on the nerf bar, grabbed the steering wheel, and smoothly hauled himself up onto the seat. Once there, he heated the diesel and turned the engine over before buckling up. "Well, I have a few ideas where we could go," he said to her after a moment of silence. "We could go get something to eat or go to the park or even go see a movie. All I know is that I don't want to really go anywhere where my family would likely go, because I really don't feel like talking to them and having them mention the shit I did today. What do want to do?"