Snippet #2748691

However, anywhere was a rational or reasonable place when it came to Altian. Especially when it dealt with gaining or obtaining knowledge. It was why he sometimes went out onto the roof to read a book and gaze out at the night sky, counting the stars and placing them in his mind. It was why he sometimes ran off into the market and even occasionally into the desert, seeking knowledge or resources for experiments.

And it was why he was directly in front of Emerin, casually booping him on the nose before regaining his visibility and collapsing on the floor laughing. His long, chestnut-brown hair was always unkempt, as if he didn't want to tidy it or didn't really care about tidying it. His usually calm blue eyes were brighter and livelier at the prank he'd just pulled, probably because it wasn't something he did that often. Like any other kid his age, he wore a T-Shirt and baggy shorts. Unlike any other kid, his childish attire and appearance was a front for the wicked smarts he held within his mind.

Picking himself up, he hugged his best friend, the biggest grin across his face, "So, guess what I just learned how to do?" he said coyly, knowing full well Emerin would know he hadn't learned how to turn invisible yet.