<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Merlin's Magic</span><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m521/2zenith/761946.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Arthuria Fade<br/>21<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m521/2zenith/256106.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>The sun was already beginning to set as Arthuria was returning her occasional kendo training via the route through the park when she noticed a man just sitting on one of the benches. She ignored him at first, thinking of the meeting which would occur later at her apartment when she picked up an unusual feeling. Pretending that nothing was going on, she looked around casually, trying to pick out the external source of mana when she realized the only person who could be creating such an effect.Â<br/><br/>She slung her duffel bag more securely upon her shoulder, she approached him, sitting at the other side of the bench and dropping her bag on the ample empty space between her and the man and pretended to rest after a long walk.Â<br/><br/>After a minute or so, she was hunched over, elbows on her knees as she attempted a diddling glance at him. When her hair proved to be too hard to see past, she said such that only the man could hear her, "And I thought I was the only Magnus in this area... Looks like I was wrong."Â