"Of course I have a name."  Storm managed a lighthearted chuckle, his amber gaze softening.  "The Wraiths just refer to me as 'Boss' because it is a more formal way of adressing their leader.  You, however, may call me Storm."  He ran his fingers through his midnight black hair, which contrasted his pale skin in a way that made him look a near porcelain color.

"Now."  He offered his hand for the girl to take, holding a tall and proud stature.  "How about the grand tour?"  He showed a gentle smile, wanting to gain her trust.  "No pressure, of course, you can settle in here, if you'd like."

((Thanks for telling us, Goldy ^_^)) 

Elias blinked. He;d been kidding about the steak, but hey, he couldn't complain he supposed. It was a better meal than what he'd gotten in a while, actually...funny that he waslocked in a dungeon getting it, though. He shook his head at the strange irony before he stood up, exhaling softly as he closed hsi eyes. He slowly shimmered out of view, which caused him to start breathing unevenly again since he hadn't yet fully recovered. But hey, he had nothing better to do so he may as well practice his power, right?

Then he shimmered back into view and made a duplicate of himself. He wavered a little, then leaned on the copy he had made. He was wearing himself out again, but he didn't have much choice if he wanted to build endurance and break out of here. His duplicate lead him back to the bed, where it phased back into him and he just kind of fell over onto the bed, panting rather heavily and looking exhausted yet again.

Shay looked up at Storm.  Tentatively, she took his hand and got up.  "O-ok, that works." she said.  Storm was a nice name.  The Wraiths probably do good to call him Boss, though, 'cause if they went around calling him by his name, it'd be sort of weird.

(Oh Gosh. This was a truly fail post.  Gahmg.)

"That's amazing..."  The servant fluffed at her messy, thick curls, observing the indigo boy with content.  "Look,"  She glanced in either direction, making sure the coast was clear.  "I myself can't let you out of there, the boss would kill me.  But the key is right there."  She pointed to a black piece of metal hanging on a tarnished hook.  "I think, with a bit of practice, you may be able to create one of those spiffy clones of yours outside the bars.  Then, they could retrieve the key for you."  She smirked, then displaying a look of concern.  "But first, you're gonna need to rest up.  Those abilities seem to be draining you.  Eat up and relax for a while."

Storm gently led the girl down the ongoing spiral stairs and through a large corridor.  "May I know your name?"  He politely requested, keeping a loose grip on her hand.  The walls were adorned with portraits of himself, his Wraiths, and a few showed a scatter- brained looking brunette, giving the dark decor a homey touch.  The pair wound around the structure, visiting the kitchen, recreation room, and guest bedrooms.  They then stepped outside, greeted by the fresh Winter air.  The vast center was enclosed by a tall and elegant metal fence.  A medium- sized black mare seemed to notice their presence, trotting up to Storm loyally with a proud neigh.  He released Shay's hand, petting the magestic creature.

"Ever ridden a horse before?"  He assumed not, the girl living in the city where animals were scarce.  "Sylki here is real easy."  He effortlessly mounted the horse, patting the space behind him for his guest to join.  If it happened that she couldn't get on he was willing to help, as it wasn't always easy to lift your weight onto an animal quite larger than you.

Back in the forest, Zara sifted her fingers through her plum- tinted hair with a yawn.  "For one, the prophecy will be extremely difficult to complete with missing colors.  I'm not even sure if it's possible.  The remaining colors would have to compensate for what is missing.  Plus, if they can pit who they've captured against us, it will strengthen their forces."

She tilted her head, the moonlight shimmering down on the them.  It had to be around four in the morning by now.  "For now, maybe we should just get some much- needed rest."  She shivered in the December breeze.  "And we could use a fire.  Where's Slade when you need him?"

(No.  Shay is speshul.
Jkjk, I bet Elias will have something fun to do soon.  Make conversation with that servant/waitress girl/lady. :u )

Shay smiled as the horse went faster.  She gripped what was nearest to her, which was part of Storm's shirt[Or whatever he's wearing, pff] and part of the saddle.  "They wanted to eat this pretty horse?  How dare they!" she said.  After a moment, she added, "I also like dogs.  All canines, really.  They're at the top of my animal favorites list.  Then equines and felines tie for second and for third all the other animals tie.  Hehe.. I like animals a lot.."

Aaron shrugged. "I haven't seen Slade in a while, actually..." He sighed. "I wish my powers were strong enough to start a fire, like in the movies where electricity burns logs." He shook his head.

"So, is it if we keep using our powers that they'll improve, or will they just do it over time?"