The Alchemist (OPEN)

Kiyoshi Nakamaru...The man slowly stopped lifting weights looking in to the mitts of darkness. He sighed cleaning himself off in the sink as he stared into his eyes. He came across his suitcase clicking it shut he picked it up from the handle and began to leave the fitness gym. Slowly he gave the manager his card and was signed out.....a mutant but a man. Kiyoshi walked down New York City, there was few excitement but nothing that would cause real Russ. Kiyoshi came to a place where he had worked. There was a small flint of metal his boss handed to him. Clasping his hands together a small jolt of electricity he slammed both of his palms onto the flint of metal and made a mini-small metal club. Amazing how creation had worked out in the world.

He followed his grandfather's old quotes and stayed on the lookout. Costumers came with metal, ore, gold and he would work in private to animate it to there very wish. Was it god who rebirth the power of Creation? Later maybe he would learn. On earth it was the same, the need and the 7 deadly sins. But who knows..who knows.

A female wearing a light green jacket, with what appeared to be a schoolgirl skirt, would make herself within the shop. Her attire assisted of regular school clothes, as if she went to private school, and her hair was a brown bob like it was cut with a bowl. On the edge of her small nose was a pair of glasses that were green in color and stood out alittle too much. However, behind these two frames were keen amber eyes that looked almost unnatural. The "girl" had heard of a magic man that worked in the shop. Though people only saw sparks, they spoke of him like some sort of god among men. Of course this would warrant the attention of THE Mocking Bird. Anything abnormal always caught his attention. Though instead of barging in under his own guise, he chose to parade around in the skin of another. Odd. Very odd. But understandable. His normal appearance stood out alittle bit too much, and no one was a fan of that. An albino asian with amber eyes, dressed like a sock puppet, was not a sight for sore eyes.

So as he entered the fine establishment, he would simply be looking around, still disguised as the young girl. Soon he would raise his hand to get the attention of anyone working. "Umm Excuse me! Excuse me! Could someone help me for a second? I need some help with something, yes!"

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Not in the best shape, but a certain person had came into the store. This did not bring up Kiyoshi's attentions nor brought down his attentions. He remained on task with his dark brown eyes hanging under his glasses which were nothing but seemly a classic. It didn't seem to push him off the edge at all, though he did not notice anything odd. Keeping his cool the little girl seemed to have walked into the store by herself, Kiyoshi couldn't help himself from laughing inside. "Who is this child?" he had thought inside of his mind. But despite his rude appearance he smiled brightly and firmly looking down towards the girl. The alchemist HAD a light heart but sometimes his intelligent mind gets the best of his actions, he kept on smiling towards her as he spoke calmly and in a firm, well done voice.

"Yes I would be more then glad to help you on this fine day, what may be the problem Miss...."


Left off in a endless loop he had not known her name but introductions were the first part once approaching Kiyoshi's inner state. He awaited to see what the girl's problem would be with his cherry bright smile of course.

As the man approached 'her' the girl would give an innocent smile while looking towards him with amber eyes. "I have this huge project to do, and it involves me interviewing someone about their job, and their skills. My friends told me you were a magician that could do cool things with gold and stuff! Is this true?" The schoolgirl would tilt her head to the side, as she reached into the pocket of her coat and removed what appeared to be a notepad and pen. "First question, sir. Boxers or briefs?" The schoolgirl looked up to him with an innocent smile, as her glasses hung off the edge of her nose. Why did Mocking Bird come all this way to ask someone their favorite style of underwear? No real reason. He was just interested in seeing what kind of person this man was. No one really knew Mocking Bird was a member of the mutant school, so infact he was here to see a potential new student, or teacher, for the school itself. Of course, if this man was truly a mutant or was just playing tricks with smoke and mirrors.

Kiyoshi slowly smiled back at her small innocent smile, he suddenly noticed her amber eyes. He wouldn't pay attention totally but just had it in mind. Kiyoshi was suprised at how the children knew of his power. Like some fat guy being made fun off behind his back and rumors spreading until one of the guys at the end of the year tells him all the rumors and stuff. Kiyoshi kept up his smile as he answered her in a polite way to talk, "Yes that is very true, I am surprised. It seems that your friends are around these parts of New York, but let me assure you I am no magician, but an alchemist!". Kiyoshi looked over to her as she took out a notepad and pen. Her first question startled Kiyoshi, but he had to keep calm at all times...For violence wasn't the answer. He looked down at himself then turning his head upwards to the girl he answered, "Boxers..." He felt somewhat disturbed. But he ignored the fact that it was quite weird for a girl to ask that question. He tapped on the glass trying to get the image out of his head, he waited for the next question to arrive.