stares up at the sky, moving the clouds around, idly.

notices him, chewing on a piece of grass. Who was out here so late?

doesn't notice the other guy. He was too occupied playing with the clouds.

looks up at the sky and then back at him. He was that freaky magician!

approaches him cautiously, munching loudly on his grass.

hears a sound and looks up with a "ve?"

waves to him. "Hey there."

smiles at the boy, showing he means no harm, hoping the other boy doesn't, either. "Hiya. Who are you?"

waves to him and crawls next to him, spitting out the grass and holding out his hand. "Krystof, I run the flower shop!"

smiles. "So you're not a Demonic. I'm Glad! I'm Feliciano. But you can call me Feli!"

grabs his hand and shakes it. "I'm neutral. I don't like to get in that yucky fighting stuff."

grins and shakes Krystof's hand. He sits up. "Yeah. I don't like fighting either, but I like to say I'm an Angelic." He smiles softly.

tilts his head to the side. "You like to say?"

laughs and nods. I don't do much fighting. But I'm not mean, or evil. "angelic" sounds nicer than "Demonic", don't you think??"