A..Ring? ((lol again))

Mifune would walk up to the house of Mr. Vessel and knock on the door.

((Lol. We gonna start where we left off. Soory about that))

Vessel gave Mifunwe a Mist ring since that what his aura showed up as. Taking a sip of the lemonade, he started explainig what his ring can do.

"The Mist ring allows the wearer to create illisions so strong, it seems impossibly real. Belive it or not, it's actucally 50x stronger then a genjustu on a Saanin level. But this require Will. The stronger your Will, the stronger your rig power is. And with a ring also come a box weapon consisting of an animal and weapon type. So fisrt I want you to think about what your willing t die for and make it into your Will."

Vessel tossed Mifune the ring, and then drained the lemonade. It was unnatrally warm outside when the wheather was supposed to be getting colder.

"Want some lemonade by the way?"

"No thank you."

Mifune would catch the ring and slip it on. His passion for children was unfathomably true to this situation. This should be easy enough. Thinking about his beloved Angela, Mifune would begin to feel the rings presence.

Vessel didn't know what Mifune's dying will was, but it was complete crap because nothing happen. Not even a piff of spark showed up. Vessel shook his head and poured himself another glass, smiling.

"Come on bro. You gotta do better then that. Watch."

Vessel thought of his passion for making food, a small will, but flames shot out notheless. As orange flames surround the glass, Vessel drained down his second glass, motioning for Mifune to try again.

Clenching his fists, Mifune would think harder. Thinking about his passion for protecting the young was all he could do.

Vessel sighed. It was ever rare that someone actucally got the ring to lit. Vessel poured himself another glass gtrying to think of another way for this kid to light the ring without Vessel having to beat him up. As he sipped on gthe lemonade, Vessel smiled. He won't be fighting. But Mifune would. Taking the rest of the lemonade, Vessel threw it straight toward him.

"Come at me bro"

And still drinking his lemonade, Vessel stood there smiling, waiting on the assault that shall soon follow.

((Bump))