The second witch that joined them was wrapped in the hands of sin, desires that plagued humans and were more of a gift to those that were chaotic in nature. He grinned, bouncing on his heels as he watched Haxley and Chamile interact, a television show for his viewing pleasure, erasing monotony and replacing it with amusement. Oh they were both so interesting, their veins full of destruction, their hearts young and pushing the blood through their bodies regularly unlike the older witches that allowed their bodies to be broken by blood clots.
He could hardly contain himself!
"Wow!" Bang exclaimed, pressing his fingers into his cheekbones.
"Talk is cheap! My skin is crawling over here, lets transforms theses words into an impact!" His hands were removed from his face and they clapped together, his body still swaying back and forth. It felt like beetles were crawling under his skin at this point, and they were saying '
Bang-sshi, lets stop standing around! Come on, hurry hurry, if you don't do something now we'll explode!'. He fully intended to make sure those imaginary beetles did not explode, that would just be messy!
But the important thing was, what kind of impact they should make? His eyes glanced between Chamile and Haxley, two powerful witches who were very capable on their own. So if the three of them were outstandingly strong (And himself, who also had his good looks and outstanding personality), what kind of marvelous spectacles could they make together?
"I know!" Bang suddenly froze, his mien switching into something that was dead serious, not a hint of his previous cheer remaining.
"I know. He spoke quieter, crossing his arms over his chest, and a smirk broke the stillness of his facial language.
"We could always have some fun with those that think they can out-do us...Oh, you know..there are rumors about an interesting item..what was it.." He hummed and pressed his lips together, and his brows furrowed as mind hornets started buzzing against his ears, creating interference between his mouth and his thoughts. What was up with that? Bang looked around, and it dawned on him that it was because of a certain, bee-like individual that must have a bone to pick with the sun. What was his name again? Carriebacho? Karibeecha?
He really couldn't remember, probably because of that consistent buzzing!
"Hey there, Kari!" Bang called, showing no care for shortening the other witches name.
"Shush, I'm trying to th- I got it!" His annoyance was replaced with excitement.
"Well, I can't remember the exact name, but it's like a mirror." The blue haired boy made an oval shape with his fingers, looking expectantly at Chamile and Haxley.
"It's called 'The Looking Glass of...stuff and things'! The point is, it doesn't only let you see into any mirror, but it also allows you to travel through them." The witch grinned with pride, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Apparently." He added quietly, not exactly admitting that by some chance he might be wrong.