What are you doing in my house???
Thread Topic: What are you doing in my house???
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"because it's not a dungeon you have no right to be here. You're trespassing on private property." Roth said angrily. Normally he'd be a bit better natured in this situation but he was too busy worrying about the fact he was unemployed to be nice. He put away the health potion and twitched his fingers. Roth knew a pretty good spell to kick out this random homeless kid, but he knew it would probably not be ideal to use in plain sight. He cursed himself for his impulsiveness
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"So? Since when did anyone care about the 'law'?" they used air quotations. "i just want to crash here for a bit, relax, you're no fun."
they just thought he was lucky they didnt burn down the house or rob it or something, there did seem to be lots of valuable items here that could go for some good money. money that charlie needed. -
"you're interrupting my relaxation lounging around in my house. I'm warning you, I'm a certified alchemist." Roth said as he clenched his fist. This person was not listening to his reasoning. He was very close to escalating the situation but he knew it could be bad. He took a deep breath. He reminded himself that forbidden magic was forbidden for a reason.
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"oh nooooo, I'm very scared." charlie said in a mocking tone, smiling mischievously. "you wouldn't dare, you don't have the guts for that stuff."
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This pushed him over his personal edge. In an instant he drew his knife across the edge of his finger and drew a circle with this blood. This would teleport anyone without permission to enter the home to the dungeon... Except it didn't work. Roth looked at Charlie in confusion. "Um... This is awkward." He said. Blood magic was forbidden because of its unpredictability. And now he'd done forbidden magic in front of an intruder.
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Charlie crossed their arms and chuckled. "now my 'trespassing' isn't such a big deal now." Charlie felt a rising sense of panic, because this could only end badly. they could be teleported to a dungeon, or law enforcement could come. charlie could say that he was practicing forbidden magic, but there was no doubt they would be recognized as well.
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"s,o uh... We're at an impass..." Roth said. He took a moment to think. If he kicked this rando out of his house he'd get reported to the police. If he let them stay he'd have to pay more money to live even though he just lost his job. Then Roth hit another revelation. If he went to jail he wouldn't be able to practice alchemy or keep his contacts. No contacts meant all sorts of suffering. Then he realized he'd also have to keep up his facade at home. Roth took a deep breath and sighed loudly. "You can stay here for a week if you promise not to report me." He said, folding away his Swiss army knife. He scuffed a line through the blood circle, dispelling it.
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Charlie grinned. "well that's fortunate." they relaxed and ran their fingers through their hair. "how very kind of you good sir." they said jokingly, then realized something. "wait, whats you name? I cant just call you good sir."
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"my name, it's..." Roth hesitated. It wasn't a particularly good idea to tell his actual name to the person who could report him to the police. "It's Ira, like the creature from where the wild things are." Roth said. He technically wasn't lying. That was the name his mom handed off to him before leaving him in the middle of a dungeon.
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Charlie raised their eyebrows, unconvinced. "alright, if you say so." they paused and dragged out their word. "Iiiiiiirrraaaaaaaaah" Charlie laughed, thinking about what a funny name it was.
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"I will punch you. I doubt your name is much better than mine." Roth said as he started to walk towards the kitchen. He stretched as he thought of how much it was going to suck to cook dinner today
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"I think its much better." they folded their arms and shifted into a bird, flying over to the kitchen as well, landing on a cabinet and ruffling their feathers.
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"I don't even know your damn na-" Roth started to speak before he saw Charlie change shape. "What the f---? Why the f---? Now I get it. My spell didn't frickin work because of that." Roth said getting irritated. Of course his mom's stupid decision would get him stuck living with some half monster
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Charlie laughed. "It's Charlie. my name is Charlie." they decided to ignore the freaking out Roth was doing, they didn't believe shapeshfiting was a big deal. "much better then IIraaAAh" they mocked him, laughing some more.
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Roth sighed and decided that wearing his contacts to not be judged wasn't worth the effort. He leaned his head forward and took out his contacts, looking at Charlie with his multifaceted eyes. "Charlie is a stupid name for a halfling." Roth said as he opened his fridge. He looked out a jar of marinara sauce and put it on the counter.
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