Riiga

Yohann was sitting on  a stairway made of marble. He was in front of a library, a book in his hand.
The boy was looking at the sunny sky. It was cloudless and he loved watching this light and so pure blue. Through staring at the sky like that made him feel happier, Yohann was also thinking about his brother who had left him in Lyte for 4 months already. 
It was long time since the red-haired boy had felt this solitude, his brother had never let him alone for that long, so Yohann couldn't help but think about what Stefan was doing right now.

Then Yohann realized he had to move somewhere else, it wasn't good for children to sit outside like that anyway.
The boy stood up and looked at the book in his hand. It was an old book, with a cover made of leather. He opened it and watched attentively a map of Riiga.
The day before, Yohann thought about going on a journey to look for his dear brother who had left him so suddenly.

All of sudden the young boy felt someone was looking at him.

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Yohann looked up to the boy who talked to him.
"wha.."
He was firstly surprised to see a kind of cat in front of him and stepped back, but eventually recognized an Ildemin. The boy had never seen one for real, but had read about them.

"hmm... what's your name?"
Yohann was quite uneasy with giving his name to unknown people, and more with hybrids... but the boy still felt this guy can't be that bad.

Yohann felt uncomfortable. He closed the book he had in his hand. The boy looked at Nieko's ears.
"It's the first time I meet an Ildemin..."

Then Yohann came nearer and looked at Nieko's eyes.
"... I'm Yohann"
The boy suddenly stepped back, his free hand on his nose.
".. you.. you are ... stinking!!"

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Yohann turned red like a tomato.
"it's... it's nothing." he said with haste "it's not your business anyway right?"
Yohann also felt a bit ashamed about what he had said, but he couldn't bear this smell.
"I... I was surprised about this smell. I almost thought you Ildemin all smell like that ha ha" the boy said quickly like if he wanted to change the subject.

The red-haired boy, who was also red-faced now, started to go away. Then he glanced over his shoulder to Nieko and felt a bit embarrassed. This guy wasn't bad, but he had felt on him so suddenly it confused the little boy.

"You.. it's almost time to dinner right?" Yohann asked slowly trying to be tactful. "what do you intend to do?"

"oh..." thinking about eating this meat was a pleasant idea in the boy's mind.

Yohann wanted to do the same thing anyway: just leave like this, going home, eating and sleeping. He'd have a tough day starting the following day.
But the boy felt a kind of empathy when he talked to the Ildemin, he thought like if they had overcome the same hardships.
Moreover, Yohann didn't want to be alone again his last day in Lyte

"I... I think I'll go home and dinner too." Yohann started to say "Do you want to eat with me?" the red-haired boy murmured, he was turning more and more crimson.


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"What's that guy?" Yohann was thinking.
The red-haired boy looked at the green haired boy who seemed to be younger than him and wondered how he was able to wear such a heavy armor.

"I didn't notice any cat except this one" Yohann said pointing his forefinger behind him.
But when Yohann turned his head toward the Ildernin, he couldn't see Nieko anywhere.

"huh? where is..." Yohann murmured. "...did I irk him or something?"
Yohann felt a bit ashamed and turned back toward the gold armored boy, looking at his eyes.

"Who are you anyway?" Yohann asked "...and why is everybody talking to me all of sudden when I need to think" he thought.

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Yohann looked at Blake carefully. Through it was still strange for Yohann that such a little boy like Blake could wear such a heavy armor, the red-haired boy thought he could present himself, since it was his "encounter-making" day.

"Just call me Yohann" he replied. "It's..." Yohann began, his belly was starting to gurgle. "... it's late now! I think I should go home and dinner"

Yohann started to walk then he stopped, and turned back toward Blake.

"You should go home too, don't you think?"

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"Can I come home with you?" Blake asked Yohann. He took the boy's hand in both of his and shook it excitedly. "I can cook, and I don't eat much. My parents are at the market. They'll be there a while. There's nobody else at home, and I don't want to be alone" He paused. "Please don't make me go back on my own. Can I have dinner with you?"

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Blake went and lit a sconce of his own accord, watching keenly as it shed light over the dim room. He was faced with a sort of rustic entrance hall that joined onto a dining and kitchen area to the left, with an old wooden table sitting on worn burgundy tiles. He took a candle from on the table and lit that from the first flame. As Yohann began to prepare something in the kitchen, Blake took his candle and seated himself in the next room, which was significantly darker, and he browsed the boy's books excitedly. 

"What's... channeling?" he called out. "It's in this magic book." He lifted his head to look at Yohann through the passageway. "What is it?"

Blake didn't seem to understand at all. He blinked on occasion while Yohann spoke, but his face was the perfect depiction of cluelessness. Slowly, he placed the book back where he found it. But when Yohann cast the flame, Blake's eyes lit up and he jumped off the chair and went to the boy's side. He held out his hand. 

"Look! I can do that, too!"

Sure enough, in the palm of his hand, a flame sprouted and spluttered, glowing brightly before dying again. Blake shook his hand. 

"But I can't do it for long. It hurts. Oh, is dinner ready yet?"

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