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Is he looking for bar inhabitants to duck and cover? Because not everyone is going to. Certainly Riku isn't.

Well. Other than the one time, where he heard a cannon fire and ducked under a table for a moment. But he will never, -ever- admit to that. Because that would be something a silly person would do.

And Riku is not silly.

He -proves- this lack of silly by noticing the curious synchronicity - within a couple minutes, in any case. As he is also not the type to retreat for a bit, and he did not retreat to the bathrooms at all. We swear.

So with his complete lack of silly and complete lack of fleeing, Riku walks right up to Puck.

"What are you doing?" He demands. "Are you trying to give someone a heart attack?"

Puck blinks blue, blue eyes at him.

"Who, me, sir?"

"Yes, you." Riku's eyes are full of suspicion - but who could blame him? He was one of those who nearly had a heart attack, back there! "Who else?"

Puck glances around a moment, and points (http://community.livejournal.com/milliways_bar/15366528.html).

"That fellow, perhaps. He has rather a look to him."

Riku gives Puck a funny look, but decides to give him the benefit of the doubt for a moment. It is possible, after all, that he saw things wrong.

"If you're lying," he says, as threateningly as he can make it, "I'll be back!"

He strides off.

Puck ... waits.

Patiently.

What does he care if the kid comes back and yells at him? It might even be fun.

Pikel was outside picking holly berries, which are currently falling out of his pack in droves as he crosses to the door.

Upon entering he hears the afformentioned cannon fire and dives for the floor, scattering holly berries all over the floor.

peeking out from under his saucepan helmet he scans the room slowly to see what exploded.

"Boom?" he says with a some what quite voice.

Puck sniggers in a rather irritatingly self-satisfied manner.

"'Twould seem so, yes."

Pikel sees the sniggering young man and while he is usually against such tactics (heh yeah right), one good turn deserves another.

Pulling a pack of seeds out of his pouch Pikel begins to mumble while waggling his fingers over the hand holding the seeds.

When he is complete the seeds glow a soft yellow for a few moments then return to normal seeds.

Holding his hand out palm up in front of him Pikel aims towards Puck and blows the seeds off of his hand.

The magic he cast upon them carries them to Puck, where they come to rest, settling themselves upon his clothes, and in his hair. should he try he could surely find and remove them.

[OOC:I hope you don't mind some Dwarven Doodad mischief.]

And of course, when one is attacked by strange magics, the sensible thing to do is dodge. It might be that (combined with Puck's really, really strong desire for the strange projectiles to not hit him) that causes them to skitter harmlessly across the floor.

His eyebrows arch.

"Do I really," he drawls, "resemble a patch of earth to you?"

Pikel looks at the strange young man who seems capable of dodging his magic, then looks to his pack of seeds as if they have failed him.

Breathing out in a heavy sigh of dispair Pikel accidently breathes on the seeds causing them to fly back into his face, and scatter all over his body.

Flailing his arms in an attempt to knock the seeds off Pikel manages to utter the triggering rune for his next spell.

His water spell sprouts out of his hand and ricochets off the ceiling to land all over his body causing the magic of the seeds to sprout...Literally.

There is now a 5 foot tall shrubbery in bar standing exactly where pikel was standing.

Puck goes :O!

Actually, that's a lie.

What Puck does is burst out laughing.

If one listens intently one will hear the sound of a chanting Doodad.

When the chanting is done the flowers fall off of Pikel and pile around him.

Opening his pack Pikel begins to sweep the flowers into it with liberal use of a gust of wind spell.

The bag seems to hold alot more then it's physical bounds.