[flaunt]

Khy had a wide smile on his face as he took in the sights and sounds of the Fyuki City Festival. He stretched his gloved hands, took a deep breath and subsequently choked on the stench that was inner city living. Well, at least it looked good, if nothing else.

Khy Hopper, 16, was just a regular human teenage boy, and by that, it meant he liked slacking off, and he liked girls. Cute girls. Girls were going to be at the festival. Khy's smile became a grin, as he rubbed his hands eagerly. Girls~

He bounded down the stairs towards the square. Khy had spent the better part of twenty minutes the night before setting up his shop. Sometimes it paid to be an alchemist where you could conjure up stuff using your imagination. But in this case, it helped even more that the Construction Guild owed him for three hundred vials of stomach medicine after they had decided that eating crow sounded like a healthy breakfast idea.

The shop was tucked away in one side of the square, away from the main thoroughfare, but right next to the fortune tellers. It was a bad location, business wise, but Khy was already a rich man. Money he didn't need. Girls who believed in fortune tellers and were willing to invest in "Hopper Love Crystals" though... Khy's grin grew wider, if that were even possible.

He opened the door of his festival store and switched on the light. It was perfect. It had that old world charm, yet a mysterious mystic air. It was bright, but not garish. Most of all, it had cute trinkets lining every shelf, wall space, nook and cranny. Khy inspected the work, seeing that the construction workers had implemented all his designs. Satisfied, he removed his gloves and got down to work.

He took an old pocket watch out of his jacket pocket. The thing had definitely seen better days. His mother told him that it might even predate the war! Of course, it's hard to believe her sometimes. The war has been going on for over a hundred and fifty years. There was no way a watch could last that long.

Khy looked at the watch face. It still kept excellent time, but more importantly it was an important tool for his alchemy. The watch acted as a transfiguration circle, a ring of control that enabled Khy to manipulate elements into items almost instantaneously. He could quite literally create anything he wanted, with the right elements, and the right knowledge.

It was a simple enough process. Normally, to make a heal potion, you would need to treat and boil herbs and roots for hours, maybe even days on end to extract its full healing properties. In alchemy, it broke it down to the simple elements -- herbs and roots, add water and fire. Voila, a heal potion.

Of course, it was all in the imagination of it. First Khy had to imagine picking up the herbs and roots -- which meant he had to picture it clearly in his mind. Next he had to imagine cleaning them and putting them in a large pot filled with water, and starting the fire to heat it up. Finally, he had to imagine the healing liquid being poured into the vials -- this was an important step, if you didn't you would have a healing liquid mess all over yourself, instead of neatly in a nice vial which you could sell for high profits.

Khy had mastered heal potions long ago. It was practically the bread and butter of his Khy-Mart business so he could quite effortlessly 'mix' it up at a click of a finger. It was other things that he was having troubles with -- like a telescope so he could peek into the girls bath...

The telescope Khy was building in alchemy melted into nothingness as his mind wandered. Khy sighed. Focus. He needed to focus. He turned the watch over and started again. He rubbed the old engravings on the watch. There was a mythical motive, Charon and his boat crossing the River Styx. Supposedly it was about how time only flowed one way, relentlessly like the river, towards the end. Towards death.

Khy could only wonder why they didn't bother engraving naked girls on this thing. At least he would enjoy feeling that up all day. But he didn't choose the transfiguration device. According to his mom, it chose him.

He got back to the telescope in mind. Today he was finally going to nail it. Like those girls --- DAMNIT!

((Khy's Location: Inside his shop in the festival square, Fyuki City. Please feel free to use Khy in any way you want -- he is a supporting cast character. Just let us know where you leave him when you're done. And please, don't kill him... though being turned into an undead character has possibilities -- and lots of hawt vampire chicks to keep his hands busy. Still, don't kill him, please. :) ))