FT Rebirth Rp

"You don't want me to say the words, but you want me to say the words." Fredrick smiles. His eyes drift over to Scott. "It's not who you'd think it is, or who you'd hope it was."

Chris nods. "Yeah. The Train."

“Cool! I love the train, it’s super fun.” Scott stretches his arms in the air.

Aziraphale follows his gaze and her face pales considerably. "Y-you can't mean him, can you?" She looks back at him over her shoulder again. "Frederick, are you serious?"

Fredrick tilts his head to the side. "You mean to tell me...you don't want him to be the guild's strongest member?" He presses his hands together. "I feel like that would make the storyline much more interesting, darling." He giggles. "As much as I would want to watch this play out, I simply can't put a dart on one exact person. Many people are strong, some strongest but in different ways. Where Scott's magical abilites are extravagant, he struggles with responsibility. A tad bit lazy as well. Which is why him and Chris are such great friends! Chris is the opposite. His magical abilities being just above subpar, but he takes care of Scott. More of a leader than a follower, pays rent for both of them. They fill in each other's gaps!"

Chris looks over to Scott, then back over to Aziraphale. He takes note in the glances Scott is getting from the two of them. "Let's just wait for Aziraphale."

Scott pouts. “I bet they’re talkin shit about me!”

Aziraphale covers her face and eyes with her hands. This can't be happening. She removes them from her face. "Thanks Frederick. I'll.....I'll make my moves very carefully." She glances back at the group as it's time for her to wrap things up and get going. "Frederick, I have to ask, do I look different to you?" Aziraphale gestures to herself. "Do I look tired or worn down?"

"You look absolutely gorgeous, darling!" He smiles and waves a hand in the air. "But these are the least of our worries, run along now!"

She bows her head; that wasn't the answer she was looking for. Aziraphale obeys and joins the group. "Ready to go?" She sighs.

"We should be going." Bryliy speaks awkwardly

Aziraphale herds the group out the door. Almost like the flick of a switch, her demeanor changes from somber to somewhat peppy. "Let's get going! Those kids won't save themselves!"

Bryliy nods with her backpack on her shoulders. She heads out towards the train station.

Chris puts the flyer back into his pocket and shuffles down the stairs. “Anyone here willing to take an reverse aging potion? Kids under 12 are free.”

Aziraphale takes the steps two at a time on her way down with her long ass legs. "A reverse aging potion?" She asks. "What do you mean by that?"

"It means one of us will be made into a child." He says. "Just for a short period. It'll save money."

She squints at him, thinking that she understands what he's saying but not quite sure if she understands. "Why do you want to turn one of us into a child, Chris?" She asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Because...children are free on the train." Chris speaks. "12 and under." Or perhaps they'll make great bait for the beast. He almost laughs at the thought.

Aziraphale slowly nods. "Okay Chris. The potion probably costs more than the fare for the train, don't you think. And, since it's such a great idea, why don't you take it and save some money?" A small grin spreads across her face.

"Well, little Ms. Elf. I actually made it myself. So I can assure you, this will indeed work. But I JUST so happen to have an allergic reaction to an ingredient in here." Chris says.

Her ears flatten back as if she's offended. "I'm not little," She scoffs. Aziraphale glances back at Bryliy and Scott. One of them will have to do it, or she's going to have to pull some impressive magic.

Chris raises his eyebrows. "Well then." He looks to the other two. "Any takers?"

“I totally call not it.” Scot says, following after Chris. “I was an ugly child.”

Aziraphale directs her gaze to Bryliy. "I guess it's you." Her insides feel like she's eaten a plate full of butterflies. She'll be easy if she's little.

"Alrighty then. It's settled." Chris throws the potion towards Bryliy. "Drink up."