Curiouser and Curiouser ||P-Shirin

Spell walked along the border, looking around carefully. He had only just returned from being carried off by Bill Cipher and was still jumpy when he was outside alone. However, he continued to patrol the border alone from time to time if only to prove to everyone else that he was okay. Besides, he had an important group in the making. They surely wouldn't want their leader to be somebody who couldn't patrol his own territory by himself. This world is just as interesting as it is frightening, and it needed to be explored and documented. Spell knew he would feel braver with more knowledge and experience. He needed to find some like-minded people to recruit.

Spellpaw noticed the griffin from afar acting strangely from her upside down perch. Moving in closer, the young feline narrowed his eyes into a curious expression. What was that thing on her face? Those round objects over the griffin's eyes intrigued Spell even more than her odd behavior. "Er, hello," Spell greeted from a safe distance away in case she was still disoriented. "May I ask what you're doing so close to the Stormclan border with those... glasses?" he asked, looking the goggles over again with a puzzled look.

Spell nodded, intrigued. The griffin's accent was unfamiliar but he had grown used to hearing strange accents and disregarded it. His main interest lay in her goggles and. . . Did she say demons? "Uh, yeah." Spell said, impressed, "They say that demons both smell of sulphur and leave sulphur behind them when they've been somewhere. " Was it possible that this stranger shared his interest in the paranormal? Spell had never met anyone else who held the same interest as him. He decided to proceed cautiously, lest he seem like a total nutjob. "Why?" he said with a playful smirk, "Do you think a demon may have been around this tree?"

Spell noticed how his remark seemed to irritate the griffin. So she did take this stuff seriously then. "Nah, the claw marks combined with sulphur are enough for me. Might not be super recent though, marks like that can take awhile to come off trees from what I've heard." Spell said, more serious this time. "Is that what the goggles are for, getting an estimate of how recent it was?" he asked with a curious tilt of the head. Was it possible that she was looking for a demon here? The thought gave Spell a sinking feeling. What if she stumbled upon Reyes, the demon he himself had accidentally summoned and had been making attempts to contain? Would he lose credibility as a paranormal investigator? That would be disappointing, especially since this stranger seemed like she had the potential to be a valuable addition to the group.

Spellpaw took a moment to adjust to the yellow tint of the goggle lenses. "Wow, that's really cool." Spell said, cracking a grin, "Sounds like Athens has some pretty sweet markets." Granted, the apprentice wouldn't know whether finding such things was normal at markets or not seeing as he had never been to any.

Spell lifted a paw to his face and stared for a moment. He was astonished by the shining rainbow of colors his pad showed. "That's awesome." he said absently, still focused on the colors, "I wonder whether you could rig this thing to show all kinds of other stuff too." He couldn't help but imagine it reading off not only elements, but also percentages and perhaps even identifying some objects based on their composition.

Spell hesitated to respond, taking a moment to grasp what exactly that word was. Technologia. Greek for technology? He assumed it must be. "Difficult because you can't find supplies or difficult to program?" he asked, looking slightly confused. The apprentice was getting a little ahead of himself now, he would absolutely offer to help the griffin with a programming project like this. "I'd be willing to help you with either." he said, "Programming seems fun. Oh, and I'm Spellpaw by the way." he added, realizing that he had missed that important little act

Stormclan didn't have computers either, but Spell wouldn't be surprised if there were some interesting manuals on programming anyway. The Stormclan library had lots of strange and seemingly useless things. "I could help if you want, there might be some neat books on that sort of thing in our library." Stormclan never minded visitors, so if she wanted to come check out their vast library occasionally, he was sure nobody would mind.

"Cool, we could even head there now if you want." Spell said enthusiastically, nodding in the direction of Stormclan territory, "I wouldn't mind showing you around." The griffin didn't smell of an enemy clan, so he was sure nobody would mind.

Spell smiled a little at Shirin's response. He didn't remember ever making a visitor quite so happy before. It felt good. "Cool, it's this way," Spell said, motioning in the direction of the library and began walking. "I think mechanical stuff is on the third shelf down." Gee, Stormclan needed a librarian.