Apologies
Well I�m sorry that I could not be here to see you wake up and thank you for all of your kindness. I�m not sure what happened last night but can imagine that from my current state of breathing I most likely owe you my life.
I�m not sure how to thank someone for that but I hope that my friendship could be a start.
Maxis Spellstorm
Apt. 605
Owe me his life? I remember my fingers flew across the notescreen, saving his words without a thought. Not that apartment 605 is so difficult to remember. Hell, the same apartment number is taped to the bottom of the Blastboard he gave me. I saved the note because it made me confused. Too many loose ends. Too many things left unsaid.
It�s Sunday. I haven�t been attacked in over three days, haven�t been in a fight in at least two, three again if you don�t count my pavement crushing defeat by the werewolf Maxis creamed. I even got through my morning ballet and forms. So I shouldn�t feel so off-center now, standing in front of his door.
My hand raises to knock and I drop it to my side. Even if he doesn�t owe me his friendship, I still feel like we might become friends, and friends drop in on friends. It�s normal. My hand raises again. Maybe I should have called first. Maybe he won�t be home. I grit my teeth, glaring at his blue chipped door as it seems to laugh at me. This is stupid. I ball up my hand and pound on the door with the side of my fist.
A few flecks of paint fall off.
�Come in.� Someone yells. Muffled through the door I can�t even recognize the voice.
His place has more walls than mine. I open the door and that�s the first thing I think. It seems smaller. Especially since there are three people packed into what I guess is the living room. One is Maxis. I can tell by the goggles and ruffled hair.
�Lyssra. Hi! Sit anywhere.� He looks up, smiling. He and a blond haired woman are leaning over the coffee-table, peering at a portable notescreen. Her brow is furrowed when she looks up, but she flashes a brief smile before turning back to the screen.
I can�t make out the third guy�s face from the door, because his back is to it. I guess he�s really involved in whatever he�s doing. He hasn�t said anything yet. So I figure it�s time for me to find a seat and be quiet. I�m not a big fan of straightback chairs so when I see a footstool I grab it and start carrying it over to the table.
As I get closer, I know why the third guy isn�t talking. I see them in front of him, like soap bubbles but more solid somehow, they twist and whirl through the air. I�m frozen, holding the stool under my left arm, as I watch them move in lazy circles.
�We should probably take a break now, Lisa.� Maxis says, putting the notereader to the side.
She nods, looking kind of relieved.
I guess I expect the bubbles to disappear, or maybe just keep hanging around in front of him. I don�t expect them to float towards me. My breath is caught in my throat. I extend my hand. I want to know if they�ll feel like soap or glass when they brush against my fingers. But I don�t find out. The bubbles pop an inch from my hand, exploding into little sparkles which when I actually take a second to notice, spell out the word �hello�.
I laugh. It escapes like little bubbles from me as my eyes squinch together. �Wow! Um�hello.� I say, waving at him with my free hand. �I�m Lyssra.�
He smiles. �Ahh, so you are Lyssra.� There�s an open bag of SnakeSnacks wiggling in my stomach or at least that�s what it feels like. Maxis talks about me?
�Well, a friend of Maxis would be a friend of mine, so you may call me Blitz.� He continues. �Although I will admit, Maxis does tend to keep very odd friends.� He�s still smiling and the smile softens his words, as though he�s including himself in the joke.
I drop the stool and sit down on it, my knees together, my feet out to the side. �I�m learning that more and more. Nice to meet you Blitz.� I say, catching his eye.
He cocks his head, then turns to Maxis. �Maxis, you have terrible manners.� He says it in an almost chiding tone, like he was forced to remind Maxis of these things a lot. I can believe it.
Maxis blinks repeatedly like he�s woken almost from a trance. �Right, I didn�t introduce you guys.� He says, looking faintly guilty. �Lyssra, this is my roomate�� He pauses, giving Blitz a look with a question in it.
�I�ve already introduced myself.� Blitz replies.
Maxis nods, �Great! And this is Lisa who I�m helping study in magic.� He says, waving his hand towards the woman, who nods. �And Lisa, this is Lyssra. Did anyone want anything to drink?�