reflection -- bonfire

[Straw]

  [font=trebuchet ms]Sticks were not hard to gather, luckily. Plenty of old twigs and branches were scattered on the forest floor, ripe for the taking. Straw had taken a few basketfuls of wood to the center of the town square, and piled them up high. They would burn quickly, but it would do the job.

  The moon had risen over the horizon, the sun long since gone, so it was about time to start the fire. Glancing at the pile of wood, Straw furrowed her brows. It was only now that she realized she had no way to light the fire. "Uh, does anyone..." she mumbled, looking around and adjusting her mask with one paw. "Can anyone start fires?"

[beatae]

LIGHTS GO OUT AND ALL I SEE—
"hello straw." lilja greeted, hearing, whom she considered her friend, call for assistance. she could certainly start a fire for a good friend. "i'll help you. let me get some dry grass for it to catch better, i'll be right back." she reassured, leaving briefly.

she returned with a few dry stalks sunbaked grass in her jaws, dropping them over the piled pieces of wood. she reached into her satchel afterward and pulled out her flint and steel kit. "okay, step back a bit okay? i don't want any sparks to hit you." lilja carefully held the steel bar and flint rock, scratching them together multiple times before the flames came alight, slowly engulfing the pile.

"ta-da!" she jumped back with a smile, putting her kit back inside her satchel and looking to straw. "is there anything else you need done?"

—ARE THOSE EYES, A WOLVERINE

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[Straw]

  [font=trebuchet ms]At Lilja's approach and greeting, Straw glanced over and nodded in a silent hello. She suggested dry grass for kindling, which was a great idea now that Straw thought about it. Twigs didn't catch easily, unless you had a flamethrower or something equally ridiculous, which Straw had neither possession of nor any idea how to use.

  When Lilja returned with kindling and a warning, Straw stepped back. Watching Lilja use the flint and steel, though, she raised her brows. It was that simple? Well, "simple" probably wasn't the right word given how many times Lilja had to spark it, but still, she'd somehow never noticed that you could start a fire by striking a rock and a metal piece together.

  The flames burst into the air, and Straw nodded in approval. Lilja asked if she needed anything else... did she? Glancing down at the ground, she thought for a moment, then shrugged. "Something to toast- if you want," she answered, looking back at her. "I'm fine."

[| KILLUA ZOLDYCK |]

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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]

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Killua enjoyed fire from time to time. He wasn't capable of using fire elementals, but he had a better alternative to it. However, fire could also be dangerous, as it was to most objects that existed in the world. His metal claws were more than capable of being melted at high temperatures and in a fight if someone were to target his claws he would have a difficult time. Killua never really used his mouth to attack someone, instead of resorting to using his claws or other weapons to deal damage to enemies. There were some animals that feared fire, and they had a right to as it could easily kill anything that it touches. He remembered there were a couple of fires that they had to deal with in the group that he sheltered in for a little bit. Maybe it was one of the reasons why he liked to stay in places that were almost covered in snow all of the time. He remembered standing around a fire and there was usually food that was provided for them. The only reason he went to most events in the first place was that there was food and nothing else. One could easily notice that he wasn't the most sociable in the world, and he had his reasons to be. Killua came back to camp in order to put his albino black mamba companion in the place where Stark was staying. The assassin wasn't just going to leave him out in the open to get in trouble or have a larger predator try to eat him. Although most predators didn't exactly like to tangle with a black mamba on the best of days. Once he had Koru settled, Killua was going to start heading out to see if he could find anything interesting to do. The wildcat turned himself around when movement caught his eye. He turned his head to see Straw carrying bundles of wood to the middle of the camp, and then Lilja helping them set a fire.

He noticed the flint and steel and was certainly impressed that the canine was able to hold the items steady enough to get a flame. He wondered what was also in that satchel of hers, as it seemed to act just like Amorettes raincoat, as she could pull almost anything out of the raincoat in a moments notice that was appropriate to the situation. Interested if there was an event going or not, as it seemed like Straw was doing a lot of them, Killua began to make his way over. His movements remained silent as he approached the two, his enhanced senses catching onto the last bit of their conversation. Roasting something? A grin spread across the assassin's jaws as he stopped a the opposite end of the fire where the other two were standing. "I have the perfect thing." Killua said as he raised one of his unsheathed paws and conjured up a pack of marshmallows. He was perfectly fine with eating any sort of human food, although he wasn't sure if the rest of the animals that lived in Elysium knew what marshmallows were. Slicing open the bag easily with his claws, he grabbed a marshmallow and a nearby stick. He impaled the marshmallow on the stick and began to hold it over the fire for a couple of seconds, keeping it just above the flames so that the sweet treat began to turn golden. After about a minute, he took the marshmallow from the fire and ate it from the stick, a satisfying hum escaping his jaws. He quickly picked another one out of the bag and impaled another marshmallow, before tossing the bag over toward Straw and Lilja. "But Straw, it seems like you're doing most of the work around here doesn't it?" Killua brought up offhandedly after he finished swallowing the roast marshmallow. He wore a neutral expression as he looked at the skull wearing red panda.

elysium -- apprentice -- male -- 10 moons

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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual (leans toward male)
★ 10 moons | Birthday | Ages per roleplayers discretion
★ Apprentice |  Former Snowbound deputy, Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
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PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: severe injury on right arm (causes him to limp slightly)
- minor injuries:

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Enhanced senses (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

[Straw]

  [font=trebuchet ms]Killua's voice ringing out elicited a full-body twitch from Straw, though she was somewhat proud of herself for not jumping in fright. Emphasis on somewhat. She'd gotten used to the surprise appearances, at least. Turning her head to glance at him and the bag of marshmallows that had spontaneously materialized in his paw, she blinked. Marshmallows were really tasty when toasted, that was true.

  When Killua gave her the bag, she took out a marshmallow and stuck it on the end of a spare stick, then cautiously held the stick between her paws over the fire. Having pseudo-thumbs was a blessing she really ought to appreciate more. Ly would've lectured her for "being too good to hold the stick in your mouth like the rest of us," but it wasn't like Ly never used her thumbs. They were too useful not to take advantage of.

  "Doing most of the work" was an exaggeration. "Not really," she commented, turning the stick slightly to expose the other half of the marshmallow to flames. She didn't like them burnt to ash like Quince did, but a nice brown with tinges of black was best. "Doing as I'm asked. Lilja, Kade, Tena- they're doing things too."