Streets of London

OOC: Aries SWITCHES between being Male and Female, for now he's Male, but when he sleeps three times he becomes a girl.

IC:
I nod slightly, casually gesturing with my hand
"Yeah, my sister's mentioned her a few times, something about teaching her justice." I had my symbol printed on a cuff around my upper arm and on both of my leather gloves. I'm not narcissistic, I just like the look of it.

OOC Okay thanks!

IC

"And your sister is...?" He moved his head to get a glimpse of his symbol, his curiosity peaked by the familiarity.

I glance slightly as he moves to look at my symbol
"Libra, and I'm Aries."

"I see, another horoscope. I've only encountered one of you so far." He extended his hand in greeting.

I rolled my eyes and pushed his hand aside
"The manners aren't nessesary, I don't get a ton of respect from the other Horoscopes anyways. If Cancer wasn't here, I'd be the lowest on the scale."

He lowered his hand rather awkwardly. "I was always taught to be polite."

I look to him and roll my eyes again
"I never said there's anything wrong with being polite. In fact, I'd love my siblings more if they had MORE manners. I;m just showing you don't have to show ME any respect."

"You've given me no cause to disrespect you is all."

I half shrug
"Whatever you say." I breifley take the cigarette out of my mouth, blowing some fire as well.
"So yeah, I've heard of this Heather person. What's it to you?"

"She kidnapped a friend of mine recently, and I seek to take her into custody. I was wondering if you had any useful information about her."

"Not really, but, thankfully for you that Heather person happens to be on the Cusp of my year. So I could...help give you where she is and probably where your friend is too."

He breathes in thankful relief, "I'd appreciate that greatly thank you."

I sigh a bit and get close to him, my ram horns sprouting.
"Your welcome." We disappear in a whirlwind of fire.

She aperated ino a small alley way and waked out into the street, smiling at the chaos and traffic of the city.

Crest found himself checking all angles around him subtly, as though surveying for attackers or escape routes as was routine for him to do.

'Walk with me.' Krystal strode forwds, hiding a grin. she couldnt help but enjoy herself. A couple of teenage girls walked past, whispering and giggling, shopping bags hanging off all of their arms.

Crest ignored them and proceeded forward, his eyes dead set on the path in front of him.

'Look around, crest. watch what everyone is doing. they are here because they want to do something fun. Look at the girls.' she nods to them, as they whispered amonghst themselves. SHe could see why- her instinct to watch these things had kicked in, but she doupted crest would realise.

Crest looked around him, staring at the girls as though observing and evaluating a threat rather than looking at them like anyone would.

'Oh godrics underpants. Smile, crest. relax. notings going to kill you'

"You don't know that."

But even so he raised his lips up to a small smile.

'There you go. smile a bot more and you might have a mob of girls after you.' She grins. 'Now, pick someone in the croud and tell me what they are doing.'

"I don't want a mob of girls after me." He looked at someone, just walking around, "Walking."

'Your useless. watch this.' She points to a couple walking close to them. 'Hes taking her out on a date. you can tell by what they are wearing. However....she doesnt really care about him. see the space between them? shes actually married.' Her eyes narrow slightly 'You can see the line on her finger where her ring should be.' 
Krystal smiled, remembering when she and her brother used to do this to bush up on their skills back when they did this for a living. 
'not just walking. Everyone here has a story, you jus have to search for it.'

"Then why did she agree?"