Bray's eyes widened then narrowed at the man in front of him. He turned his head to Charity in question. She stared at the blond, thoughts running through her head. She could feel the power that had escaped when the man had created the flame.<br/><br/>"Interesting. Bray, leave the man be. I realize that you have this thing since the department. But It is not worth the fight. How many times have I told you?" Charity asked her friend.<br/><br/>"Char... Yeah ok, you're right. Sorry Char," Brayden said with a sigh ruffling his hair. "Just, something is going down and it has me on edge. New comers...don't help."<br/><br/>Charity looked at her Irish friend in concern before looking at the blond, "Should not matter unless these new comers attack the city. But I hold hope that an Alchemist would avoid causing trouble here with his friends." She stared at the man in front of her, her powers showing slightly when her eyes shifted.<br/><br/>Bray turned to look at Charity in surprise. Alchemist? Really? Was that like a witch? Was he like her? He turned to look at the man then at the green haired woman, wondering who she was. He did not know what to do.<br/><br/>"You do not plan on causing trouble sir. Do you?" Charity asked the man, extremely sweet. She knew a few alchemist, they were odd to her. She did not know much about them however. She hoped that this wouldn't end badly. She didn't like new people of her kind just randomly showing up. She made a habit of knowing everyone in her city, as she was the elder of it.