Can you handle a little Insanity? (Autumn Knight)

Amelia was bored. Boredom does not usually happen with the little pistol, but she was deadly bored. Her red pigtails followed her like ribbons in the wind as she ran through Central Park with wild abandon. She was searching for anyone or anything to get in her way so she could administer extreme pain on the being. Amelia, being the way she was at the moment was not not very attentive at the moment to where she was going. One minute she was running and giggling, and the next, she was flat on her face and wondering how she had gotten there. She shook her red locks and grinned to herself as she sat up. She really could be such a little kid sometimes.

She stood and brushed herself off, pausing to look at her surroundings. She was hot, and tired from all her frolicking, so she figured a quick dip in a pond would feel excellent. The pond that she happened to come across had a small bridge, and wasn't even really a pond at all, but she didn't care. There was no one around, not that she cared either way as she stripped down to her bare pale skin. She entered the cool, and probably filthy water with a satisfied grin on her face. She splashed around and even played with the ducks instead of trying to tear their heads off. She paid no attention to what was going on around her outside of the pond. All that mattered was that she was enjoying herself. She didn't care if there were other people around, and she didn't care she was completely naked and swimming in gross water. Maybe someone would try and stop her, then they would feel her wrath, and she would enjoy every minute of it.

Amelia quit her frolicking to look up at the man that had intruded on her playtime, her brow raised as if to ask him if he knew who he was dealing with. With a quick movement, she was on her feet, beads of water rolling off her as she put her hands on her hips and eyed the strange speaking newcomer. She laughed softly and harshly shaking her head for a minute.

"I just wanted to play in the water, is that so odd? I was running, and I got hot, so I went for a dip. Is that so hard to understand? You talk like a Shakespearean play, yet you don't seem to understand the simplicity of it." She glanced down at her bare skin and then to the spot where she had left her clothes. She shot the man a glare before stepping out of the water and lighting running up the bridge to stand inches from the man. "What did you do with my clothes?" She looked at his grin warily, not trusting him at all.

She folded her arms and tapped her foot, the wood of the bridge echoing her impatience. "Get them for me, and I promise I won't make your ears explode." She grinned sweetly and enticingly at the man, just wanting her things back. She was possessive and hated when her things were not in sight. "Maybe if you play nice with me, we can play in the water together?" Her words could either be actually swimming with him, or trying to drown him, but she hadn't decided yet.

Amelia narrowed her eyes as she turned to face him, his acrobatics not impressing the woman at all. "So what are you? You say you aren't human, and your ears are awfully pointy." She scoffed as he picked on her for swimming in the pond. "I'm not like other people, I don't care if they say I shouldn't swim with the ducks. I don't follow conventional rules, it's not my style." She smirked as her eyes followed him, her dainty feet making indents in the grass as she followed him to his tree.

She pouted a little and looked at him pitifully, the full effect of the puppy dog eyes. "Why did you take my clothes, you can't wear them." She pondered the whole gift thing, a small grin twisting her face at the dirty place her mind went, but she shushed that idea quick. This guy wouldn't go for that. "You have a reason to stop me from my playing, if you weren't interested in me, you wouldn't have bothered. What's your goal Legolas?"

Amelia gave him a grin of utter amusement. "I'm not going to address you any other way than I please. You don't seem any more important than I am. If you are this high fairy guy, why are you here anyways? Makes no sense to me, since you seem to see us humans of little importance." She giggled a little and watched as his elegant frame hit the ground. "If you don't want my clothes, then I would appreciate you giving them back. As enticing as it is to walk around wearing nothing, I don't appreciate being looked at by perverted old men."

She fell silent as he explained why he had interupted her swimming. A small grin flickered across her face as his blade was pulled out almost quicker than her eye could follow. He used it to flick a lock of her hair off her shoulder and she gave a small shiver, not one of fear, but anticipation as his actions werepunctuated with his words.

He finished his reasons, she narrowed her eyes in thought. "So, you just wanted to see what I was like because of the way I look?" She grinned slyly a joke forming in her mind that she decided not to share. "What do you think so far Fairy King?"

Amelia sighed as she was again told she could not have her clothes. "Okay, so you are important, at least in your realm. I can understand that. however, you are on the turf of the humans. That means, you are nothing here, no better than the dirt beneath our feet. That's humanity for you."

Amelia rocked on her feet for a second as she thought. "No, I guess it's not just the old men, all men are that way. That's why they are so easy to trick." She stepped closer to him, inches from his face. She narrowed her eys and smiled with that sly grin of hers. "Alright, I have a proposition for you. Will you hear it?"