Samuels Apartment!

[PosiedonRulez]

"Just leave or you will get vanquished like your little daddy Shax."  

[gon33455]

Bhrax controlled the wind and the book flew into the air and into his hands." See how easy that was. Don't test me boy. I'm here to return the book and nothing more." He tossed the book back to him."  

[makoto346]

"Get out!" Sam snipped evilly. "What gives you the right to destroy my house like that?!"  

[PosiedonRulez]

"Sam stop. Just leave." Wyatt said looking at the demon.  

[makoto346]

Sam bit his bottom lip angerly. He took his spellbook from Wyatt gently and walked back to his magic lab.  

[gon33455]

Bhrax looked at Sam." I'm sorry did you miss the story. A demon trashed your house and took the book. I found the demon and killed him. He had the book so i took it and returned it."  

[makoto346]

"Yea yea save it" He said as he was walking threw the hallway. He walked into his magic lab and slammed the door closed.  

[PosiedonRulez]

"Just leave now."  

[gon33455]

Bhrax looked at Wyatt." Your charge is going to get himself killed if he keeps talking to upper level demons that way. He's just lucky i was sent for the job. Other demons aren't so noble so watch him." Bhrax shimmered out.  

[PosiedonRulez]

Wyatt looked at Sam. "Sam get out here now."  

[makoto346]

Sam walked out to lab and to sam. He had a lab coat on,his hair was up in a bun and he was holding to empty potion vials. "Yes?" He said calming dwon.  

[PosiedonRulez]

"Learn to keep your mouth shut. You have no active powers. A force feild won't stop most upper level demons." Wyatt orbed out to his house.  

[makoto346]

Sam sighed and then rolled his eyes. "I know that....." He said sadly. "I better get back to practice" Sam said as he went back inside the lab. He read his book and made some potions and practiced his spell casting.  

[makoto346]

Sam was getting very frustrated. He was working on his lower level spells. "Come on! a 5 year old can do this spell and i can't!" Sam face palmed aggressively. He looked back to the stone. "Object made of stone,make the a clone!" He chanted. The stone made a half of clone. Sam sighed in more frustration.  

[PosiedonRulez]

Wyatt orbed back and said "Object made of stone, make thee a clone." The stone made a perfect clone. "See easy."