It had been a couple of nights since the incident that happened with the magician girl with green hair, and he wasn't quite sure what was going on. It first started with his body morphing, things he wasn't quite sure were happening to him, the bunny ears the tail, the whiskers? At first he thought he imagined all of it, believing some sort of twisted mental prank, then he noticed people's 'lights' as the green hair woman had called them. It wasn't noticeable at first, almost an under feeling of warmth. As the temperatures grew colder, the people he noticed were warmer, some extremely warm almost glowing... Others cold as could be, almost boring in a way, he almost found himself seeking those with this odd new warmth, later to find himself sick recalling the green hair's words. "seek the light bring it to me" how does he go about catching this.. new warmth? Light? He didn't understand, and he especially felt sick to his stomach knowing deep down wasn't simple as a magician's jar taking pieces of one's happiness.

He parked his car, staring up at the night sky filled with New Paris lights, he had another long day of work. Computers all around, fixing this editing this, it was a very long day. Part was this new goo that came out of his hand wrecking random computer keyboards, causing him having to pay for the repairs with his own money... Point he had started turning down clients. Even now staring at the stirring wheel of his car he could see the dried goo, what was this stuff? Some sort of new sweat? Part of that whole new... body form he found himself creatively hiding attempting to figure out why it was happening.. Why any of this happening.

His hand managed to find itself right where the woman had placed her own, was it all his imagination? The other guy.. The knight shining armor, he saw it too.. So why.. Does it feel more like a forgotten dream? She said they would meet again soon, how would a magician know where to find him in such a big city? Place? One man? He shook off the ill feelings, clicked open his blue car's door slowly made his way toward his apartment, thank goodness the city was nice enough to lower prices for university students.

He pulled out his keys looking at them to try and figure the right one, leaving his back completely open, should somebody see them they'll see him wearing a nice brown slacks combined with navy blue suite jacket, and a black shirt with large unicorn on it. The unicorn white with sharp bloody teeth, the University students got a kick out of his style. His shoes were probably going to be ruined with their black leather in all this rain, his thick black socks were luckily dried. As for the keys? The more he fought them, the more pink glitter goo began to pump from his hand making the keys constantly slip form his fingers forcing him to constantly bend over to pick them up growing frustrated.