Jew-cat in the City [JJ And Tina] [Closed]

Poor girl... James realized, noticing for the first time how shabby her dress was, and how badly she had been off. He felt glad, almost getting the warm fuzzes almost, that he had been able to help yet another Iramasha who otherwise would have been alone in the world, and had to go through this torment of living day after day. However, he was there to bring hope; he was the one who split the sea for Moses, the one who fought the Iramashan Council for the Nature Iramasha's right to exist, and the traveler of this world's greatest depths.

However, for now, he was simply in one of his most important roles; the helper of someone who was in trouble. His other hand held onto hers, giving it a comforting squeeze as his other hand touched onto the water, the two of them vanishing as if they had never existed in the spot to begin with, James' body and her own travelling with him as he kept a tight grip on her being with his own, performing his method of Water Travel.

The next moment, the very next moment, James and Elisha appeared by a babbling brook, or more accurately, at the end of a babbling brook, in front of them a large cabin. James' feet stepped deftly out of the water as from the house he could see the entrance to it, holding her by the hand still as he took her towards it, opening it as they entered into a room. "Hmm... Would you like some new clothing? I believe Inanna left some in here in case anyone needed it...." He muttered, letting go of her hand at last as he opened a closet, blinking as at last he was swamped by a bunch of clothing.

He fell back first onto the floor of the family room, which seemed quite homely. There was a couch, a fire place, a large chair, and a rug by the fire. The rest was a wood floor. "This is where we run our basic operations on Earth..." James' voice explained, a blue cat's head sticking up out of the clothing and looking at Elisha. "We are currently in Argentina, South America. If you find something you like, let me know." James concluded, leaping up onto the back of the couch as a large puff of smoke shot around his body, resulting in the human form of the Water Iramasha to come rolling out, landing on the couch as he looked back at her, his mismatched eyes and non-intrusive smile waiting to see what she would do.

He blinked at her as she took out the dress, sleeveless and with two straps. "That's perfectly fine. I'm sure it'll look great on you." He said honestly, smiling. "And just call me James." He explained, waving his hand through the air. "We all take different forms, no matter our experience. The most mature person in our entire branch is someone who looks younger then I do." He said slightly jokingly, although he was completely serious.

"And... as for a shower... We don't..." He looked embarassed slightly, but quickly shook his head. "I could prepare a bath outside, I suppose. I mean, what good's a spirit of water if he can't even prepare a woman's bath?" He joked slightly, although he had gotten a slight twitch on one side of his face, keeping it mostly under control and unnoticable. He got up rapidly, before walking out of the house.

A mere moment later, he walked back in again.

"There. Behind the house is the tank, and the cleaning supplies. Don't worry; no one ever comes into these woods, and I pledge before my God that I will remain in here." He explained, going over to the other clothing and beginning to tidy it up, unable to stop a single drop of blood from falling from his nose and rapidly wiping it away as he realized all the cosplay outfits that he had found were Inanna's, and it took a great amount of willpower to keep himself focused.

James blinked at the young woman as she reappeared to his sight. "It looks... very nice on you; beautiful, in fact." He said with a smile, reclining out on the couch again as he gestured towards the chair. "Now I have some things I'd like to talk to you about." He informed her, as his gaze suddenly became quite serious.

"Now, we are a part of a race known as Iramasha." He began, before suddenly stopping, blinking as he looked up at her. "Oh, here, let me get something to eat first." He realized, standing up straight as he began walking back in towards another room, this one a very simplistic kitchen with nothing more then a giant ice block and a few heating pans and cupboards.

Out of the cupboards he pulled out a large piece of chrome, a hunk of solid metal. He whistled silghtly as in his hand it became extraordinarily hot, the sheer heat MELTING the substance down as it fell down into the cup he had created. He felt the water molecules within the substance solidify, making it so that it would not be able to harden itself to the glass as he turned around again. These cups were made to stand any temperature; and were treated with Chaos Energy.

He set down the cup in front of her, the silver liquid moving around slightly. "I do believe you'll find that mixture to be quite... fulfilling." He explained, a small smile on his face once more as he relaxed. "Now, Iramasha. They are beings that use a type of energy called "chaos energy". The type of energy that made us exist is called Nature Energy. Chaos energy fell to earth and was trapped in natural forces. From those natural forces with extreme concentrations of nature energy, we were born. I was born in the Nile River, some six thousand years ago." He mentioned pleasantly, before suddenly getting quite serious.

"Although, I would like to ask you... who are you as a person?" He asked her, blinking simply, wanting to get to know the newest Nature Iramasha he had found...

He noted the revitalized look on her face, realizing that he had been correct. "That's perfectly fine; but do remember what I said, if you can. It will prove helpful in understanding what our kin speak of." He told her simply, before leaning back on the couch, listening intently to what she said.

"Sounds rough." He noted simply, reclining back on the chair once again, his body relaxing as he placed one leg over the knee of the other, making his legs almost like a little table in front of him. "My people were the Isrealites, and I assisted them in their escape from the Egyptians several thousand years ago..." He trailed off, looking up at the ceiling, before focusing again. "But dragons? I've not heard of those beings still in existence." He focused back on her again, his mismatched orbs looking into her violet ones, noting their interesting coloration.

"There is one important thing. When you work with us, you are going to find many, many humans that will absolutely enrage you for what they've done to the environment, to our mother nature." His gaze became serious, as he planted his feet on the ground. "However, we do not harm humans for this crime. We take care of the pollution and misdeeds they perform, fixing them... and occasionally cause massive destruction to the industries responsible. But we do not ever attack a human being, no matter what they do. Nature finds its own ways of performing vengeance... after all, it's the leading cause of death around the planet." He said with a smile, even as strange as that comment was.

"From the sounds of it, you'd make a good Battle or Strike shaman... Would you like to be an apprentice to one of our current members so you can learn the ropes a bit faster?"

She nodded as he told her he had not heard of dragons before.

"Yes, Skiel said the sky dragons live in a dimensional pocket, so it would make sense that they seemed to have disappeared. Of course, I don't know about any other type of dragon, as I only know what Skiel has told me. I'll try to keep what you said in mind though."

She listened to what he said about how humans might anger her with her actions, and that she was not to hurt them. Thinking back she remembered times where humans had angered her, a man tossing plastic bags in to a river, a young woman throwing an aluminum can on the floor in a forest preserve. She had killed the man in anger, with the woman she had shocked her with enough lightning to put her in a coma for a week. Her emotions had taken her by surprise both times, and the woman only survived because Skiel brought her back around. Looking down at her hands, ashamed of what she had done in the past, she nodded.

"I understand, I'll try to keep myself under control in such situations."

She easily answered his next question, about being apprenticed, she knew she needed the help.

"Yes, I know I need help from someone else, please."