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WHO: Illidan and YOU!!
WHERE: Anywhere around the city! Dude is portable.
WHEN: All day Monday!
WARNINGS: CREEPERS. Actually little, but will edit if needed!
SUMMARY: Yep, dudes who eat magic are trolling around the city and making you cry tears
FORMAT: Para to start, and then following whoever tags!


It never took long for one to become bored with what they had and moved on to something better. Better, in this case meaning more magic. It wasn't a question of quality, but quantity, and people like him were never satisfied, even with a source of magic he'd created. It was limitless, yes, but of only one flavor, and that was his. He could sense his magic on the air everywhere near his park, and it was his, despite the signs saying otherwise. He couldn't read them. It was time to move out, and find more.

What other way would he find new allies in this world than to search them out? They were the beings he would need eventually.

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"I did not believe you would wish your own death." To Illidan, he could not even comprehend why one would wish to bring about their own death. Watching Zelgadis with piercing green eyes, he gauged the way the magic emanated from the boy, and then he smiled.

"It is good that you remember that your options are not so limited. There is no need to remain as you are. Unless you wish to."

[livesarock]

The resistance in his expression flickered, washed with an uncertainty as he continued his high-speed pro-con. What was he going to gain by riling this guy up any further? Besides toasty, hellfire-scented death? Terra didn't have anything that Illidan wanted anymore - probably. No magic. It'd make dealing with...the deal...a bit less stomach-churning, perhaps.

That, and living. Living enough to figure things out without having glowing eyes and blades glowering down at him.

"You said it yourself," Zelgadis said, allowing a faint shake of the head. "You already did your part. And all I have to do is show up when that time you're predicting comes. Nothing else. So leave it at that."

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"If you wish to remain as you are, that is satisfactory. If, however, you wish to be human once again," and the word human was filled with so much disdain that Zelgadis could probably more sense it than hear it. Illidan despised the form the porter had shoved on him. He wished to return to himself. Immediately.

"My offer is open, child. It would only take a wave of my hand now."

[livesarock]

Because of that damn awful magic pond, no doubt. The thought made Zelgadis' stomach knot - again.

"I don't see why you're so inclined to help out again," he said carefully, having to swallow for his voice at the get-go. "What's the condition for that?"

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It was more that now that he'd cast the spell, he knew exactly how it worked, but the look on Zelgadis's face was enough disgust to let him roll with it.

"Simple. That I don't leave my bargains unfulfilled."