::Aidan appears in a cloud of orbs. Erin helps him up and grins.::

"Hey Aidan! I'm Erin. Welcome."

(Where am I?)

"Hey...Where am I?"

::His eyes focus on the rather pretty drawing in front of him.::

"You're in..."

::Erin pauses.::

"Um. Some ethereal realm where we're sort of between planes of existence. What the hell do you want from me? Jesus."

::She lights up a cigarette and with her other hand slowly moves her hand across Aidan's fac, reading his power.::

"Aha. So that's you, eh? Incidentally, I love the name Aidan. Did you watch the episodes of Sex and the City with Aidan? I so wish Carrie had got with him in the end."

::He steps back as she waves her arm over his face. He then waves back cheerfully.::

"Yeah me t....Wait...Ethereal realm? You know those things will kill you."

::He motions to the cigarette::

"Maybe you drove me to it, maybe I'm already dead."

::Erin replies solemnly.::

"Anyway!"

::She grins.::

"You are a witch with the power to turn yourself into air cos those damn Elders couldn't think of a name for it. Shamezorz. This means you can cast spells, scry, and all that good shit as well as your main power."

(That's fucking fantastic!)

"Cool...So...What do I need to do? How have I been able to do this? What exactly can I do?"

::The speed of his voice increases, trying to throw out everything on his mind at once from what he's being told.::

"How did I even get here?"

(Maybe she drugged you! Maybe you're dreaming...I mean...That would definatly explain the fog...And a drawing speaking to you...)

"You stopped asking questions, that's how! Geez, talk about hyper."

::Erin sighs.::

"Look, in my job description it says I'm here to help, but really I'm here to get you out of the way. You can turn into the wind. You know, air. It might happen when you get a fright, it could be your whole body or just a hand or leg. You'll work it out. And you'll get good - even great - at it. Or else, dammit!"

::And now she shakes her fist at him in a threatening manner.::

::Aidan cowers slightly...::

"Yes well...It all sounds great actually. If I'm bothering you, maybe you could direct me to someone a little more...Non-violent?"

(You could take her, where's my eraser?)

"Pfft, wih eh. The main thing is, you have the airiness. Now. When you use your power you don't need to put it in bold or anything. You know what? Your power is the wind equivalent of Lirie's. Stalk her! Learn! Enjoy! You swine..."

::Erin seems slightly drunk?::

"Anything else or can I send you on yo' way mofo?"

"Very cool. Errm, I'm not sure really. Maybe it would be more helpful if there was some kind of...err...manual?? It's all a bit new to me now. So it will happen when I'm scared or something?"

(Is that beer I can smell?)

::He looks around a bit, wondering how he would eventually leave.::

"It might. Or it might happen when you're really angry. You'll work out your trigger when it happens!"

"Ahh ok, great. So, what about this Witch thing? How did that come about?"

(Don't keep her for too long...She might have powers too...You could end up a drawing like her. Maybe she was someone who asked too many questions... MAYBE SHE WAS...Shut up brain, she's talking again.)

"Magic!"

(The best explanation for everything!)

(You were asking for that one idiot)

"Ok well, how do I get started now? I've been travelling quite a lot, a real lot, especially to have ended up here. Is there anywhere I could explore to learn more?"

::He smiles as politely as possible, coughing slightly from the smoke.::

(Well if the eerie mist doesn't kill me, that will.)

"Okay. You can head to the cemetary or the beach."

"Thanks for all this...help...that you're giving me...any final words of advice or warning? Anything or anyone I should be wary of?"

(Quick, before she stabs you.)

::He slowly begins to back off towards a mysterious door that's slightly open, leading to what looks like a beach.::

"Yeah. Don't eff it up."

::He gives her a rather confused expression.::

(Eff what up...Ah screw it.)

"Thanks for well, you know."

::He smiles pleasently and waves before heading to the Beach::

[Here's Aidan.]

::Getting up, since well, let's say he was tired and sleeping. Aidan stretches and recognises his locartion.::

"Did I get drunk last night?"

::Either way, he frolics away to somewhere completely random like... Golden Gate Park.::

[Shazam! Aidan!]