The 'poor befuddled vampire' (
) leans against the cave entrance, watching the falcon grow smaller until the dot shimmers out of sight. Lighting a match against the rock, he lights a blue smeared cigar. Foiled again! And she used a Charm of Making. Light weaves.. ahh so the crafty beauty wants to start flinging magic about, eh? Shadow was simply part of him.. he had no choice.. but Xandria.. ok gorgeous, let's see here.
Closing his eyes he started flipping through pages in a deeply locked volume. Some pages were missing (he mentally ripped out certain pages a while back when madness gripped).. but finally he blurred past the wanted spell. He flipped back a few pages, finding the hologram spell. Yessss..
Outside, he found a rock. Nothing special. Just a small, mostly roundish black rock. Dark blue is preferred but rocks that shade aren't as easy to find. A blue marble is best but no toy stores in his secret realm. Concentrating hard as he stares at the rock, the grounds starts to shake slightly followed by a whooshing sound.. then snap! He is sucked suddenly into the rock. The rock remains mid-air.. quivers for a moment (it's quite an intoxicating sensation, really.. but not the time to get into it here).. then speeds off into the distance.
Soon, following the naughty falcons trail (go towards the light.. unlike the usual 'stay away from the light').. the Mordred-rock whistles through the air.. until the overgrown pigeon drops the win into the delicious scented (senses are, amazingly, even higher in this state.. and phew, she does smell goooood) Xandria's hand. Ok, can't let her get too acquainted with MY possession.
The rock dropped slightly, then a clicking sound brought with it a very realistic hologram of Mordred. A hologram and yet it was truly him. Moving his limbs around and through himself, he laughed. Let's see her thwart this!
The falcon instantly attacked but flew right through him as he strolled with a whistle towards Xandria. He could tell by her expression, it was all a bit too much, too quick. Nope, no R2D2.. just the vampire and a tiny unseen rock. Deftly picking up the win, making sure for that tiny moment he was real enough to lift the object, he then directed the 'realness' to the lips, planting a big wet one on Xandria's perplexed yet adorable face, whispering, "Do yourself a favor, scrumptious one.. just give in.. I know, I know this is starting to wear upon you.. I'll even let you visit the win on occasion."
Sensing the magic was quick to fading, he sucked back into the rock, which shot outside so fast a tiny flame trailed behind. Sadly, before he got back, the magic drained fully.. sending him falling far from the sky into a pile of.. Rocks. But with win tucked away with him in this new, slightly immobile guise.