"No, I think he's done a good enough job of hurting himself," she said simply. "But it means the world to me that you're willing to literally knock some sense into him."
She drew back. "I know how that goes with brothers. I had to challenge Sil to a duel in the SIM room after he punched Ehos. No way was I letting that go unanswered without knocking some sense into that idiot....Sil, I mean. This time," she added for clarity.
Tyrrin is unable to supress a slight grin before she goes straight-faced and deadpans: "Men: can't live with them, can't shoot them." which is followed by a theatrical sigh.
"Alright," she begins, frowning slightly. "Obviously the weekend was cursed, so perhaps we can try to move on. I might smack Ehos anyway, just for good measure."
Even after Jaiye drew back, Tyrrin hasn't really moved away. It's a bit odd, since she's usually somewhat touch-shy. "First thing's first then: your old pack leader wants you back. Is that something we have to worry about going forward? Your brother can't go back, but will others be sent to attempt to retrieve you?"
"I don't think so. Sil is kinda his right hand man, and I think the only reason he wants me is to cement my brother's loyalty. If he does send more after me, then I guess I'll just have to step up my plans to go back and take control of the pack from him. And then keep going. I want more time to train, but...if I can do it...if I can take control of all the packs...I can change things. I can stop the senseless war with ourselves and everyone else. I can make new ways to show dominance. Games and contests, formal ones, instead of fights to the death. I can use Ssrena's ideas about unifying the packs and do something good with it. If I can do it. Jeran could. But I'm not as sure about me. It's just that there isn't anybody else who can, so I have to try," she said with more intensity than the usually laid back lycan girl usually showed.
"Umm...thanks for offering...I don't actually remember what your name is....." Keme said, uncomfortable with the realization that he had completely overlooked this gnome, not even been aware of his presence."Repparyn, at your service. Though you may call me Repp if it suits you. Most big folk don't much care for the full length of my name. Such a shame." Repp says offhandedly before Ace poses his question about Vai. He listens quietly as Keme answers, looking back and forth between the two taller students.
"Pardon... who is Vai? What has happened to her?" he asks respectfully, seeing the effect the question had on Keme.
"She's a friend. I'm not sure I should share that with you since you don't know her. It's not my story to tell." The dejected kitsune shook himself and his ears popped back up and his usual cocky, challenging expression returned. "Dwelling on it won't change anything anyway. I have to go finish this errand for Vai's mom, and then we can work on brainstorming ideas."
Using a minor spell to hold several of the plates to free one hand, Ace pats Keme on the shoulder. "You're a good friend Keme. Let me go eat in my room, and feed my puppy, then if you'd like we can sit down and brainstorm. I also want to go check on Ginni, so maybe we can meet up at the infirmary?" It seems Keme and Repp's attitudes have helped shake Ace out of his funk a bit.
Tybalt pulls his legs in, wrapping his tail around his ankles, something he does rather frequently.
"Dave, I..."
He sets his forehead down on his knees, staying for a moment and then looking back up.
"I... I only want you to be happy. You're my best friend too. Like, ever. And nothing you could ever do would make me leave you. I'm still your friend. I'll be your friend for as long as that's what you want me to be. I understand that you still have feelings for her. I just don't want you to be hurt again. Just remember that I'm here for you."
"Yeah... Are you ok? Pysically at least, what are you doing here?"
There was no sign of the others in the practice room. After he'd been standing there for a minute his name flashed against the empty air as the nanites formed a glowing scrolling sign for him.
Ardiente: class cancelled today. Emergency.
And that was where the message ended. There was no further explanation or clue as to what kind of emergency was involved.
Ardiente reads the sign and looks around somewhat confused. Well, if he can help with the emergency then he should offer his assistance.
Ardiente turns on his heel and makes for Professor Sunwake's private lab, drawing his hand across the wall to conjure forth the arrows to ensure he was heading in the right direction.
With a leap and a flash of fire, Ardiente is in his bird form, taking wing to make it there more quickly through the bustling halls.
When he arrives, he reverts to his humanoid form and taps on the door.
"Even if it's an emergency, what I'm working on right now takes precedence. If you need help, you'll have to find someone else," Aananda's voice came through the speaker on the door panel. She sounded stressed and distracted.
"Oh, you see him like the painting and stuff?"
She looks to Raelle.
Archena has a pretty detailed description on her profile if you wanna click. She looks pretty much exactly like her profile picture.
"Man, if I had met you like two days sooner, you totally could've wrecked my parents place for me. That would've been flaming awesome."
She pops a whole briquette in her mouth, chewing loudly."If you would like your parents-along with yourself, the other party guests, and a large chunk of the sun-disintegrated, then I'm your elf. I wouldn't suggest hiring me for those services if you aren't that committed." Djalos pops an elven grape into his mouth.
** spoiler omitted **Djalos makes an inquisitive face. "My pattern? What do you mean? Am I somehow being... rude? I apologize, it's not often that I get to interact with other sentients."
"No, it's not....on purpose....I don't know how to explain," she said, closing her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at him. "I have these abilities to see the patterns that make up everything and sometimes I can change them to do...stuff....but it's new and I can't control it or turn it off when it's being problematic. Like now. There's something really wrong with your pattern. It's been bent all out of shape. Too ordered on the outside and too ....swirly on the inside. It isn't supposed to do that. Just, do me a favor and don't get hurt or anything because if I tried to fix you who even knows how much it would change," she said vaguely. "Oh, never mind. There's like tons of people who would be better for that sort of thing than me. But seriously, you should probably make an appointment or something with Phaezeriel in the infirmary. You've got some messed up psychic blocks that are not doing you any favors."
"It's not so different from what you wore before. And the tails look great with it. I remember I wore my tail out for an album cover once. People thought it was fake and we ended up selling fake ones like it."
"It's not so different from what you wore before. And the tails look great with it. I remember I wore my tail out for an album cover once. People thought it was fake and we ended up selling fake ones like it."
"I mean the tails feel weird. Not the clothes..."
Lang seemed pleased that some want to join him meeting the other visitors, but he is not disappointed at those that decide not to.
Ok then, Sun will show Sara around the Temple, in in particular a special place I had arranged for her to go see. smiling at his new little sister (Sara) I hope you like the little surprise I arranged.
looking to Midori and Grim, Thank you for joining me, i probably would be really bored by myself. I guess I am really lucky to have friends like you
finally turning to Tarka, I think the best thing for you Tarka, is to go with Sara, If anything she will need your help to keep Sun out of trouble.
Pyry doesn't even hear Dave as he runs after Asha and Rena, pressing his hands against the bubble.
"Asha! Are you okay?!"
Asha still looks like she's in pretty bad shape. The healing from the bubble had her stabilized, but it was going to take a long time to actually help her. She put her hand against the bubble near where Pyry had his hands against it and shook her head.
Using a minor spell to hold several of the plates to free one hand, Ace pats Keme on the shoulder. "You're a good friend Keme. Let me go eat in my room, and feed my puppy, then if you'd like we can sit down and brainstorm. I also want to go check on Ginni, so maybe we can meet up at the infirmary?" It seems Keme and Repp's attitudes have helped shake Ace out of his funk a bit.
"Yeah, okay. They're getting used to me haunting the infirmary anyway. I'll see you there," Keme agreed before heading off to give the cafeteria staff the bad news about needing to transport Aananda's lunch to her lab.
"Oh, you see him like the painting and stuff?"
She looks to Raelle.
"Yeah," Raelle said, her voice a little muffled since she has her hands over her face to try to keep from forgetting and opening her eyes again. "It's doing the thing again where I can't turn it off."
"Yes and no. Something happened with Vai and Mel needed me to help. She need to pull radi... ation? Out. And I was cold enough to slow it down. I don't really know what happened, but I just need to let the little metal bugs fix me and I'll be fine. I feel super awful right now, though."
He lays down on the cot.
"Wait. Why are you here? Did you come to visit me?"
He gives him a look like he knows that wasn't what Dave was there for.
Dave knows he's kidding.
adon wanders into the lunchroom eventually, and starts eating. His appetite is still ubsurd.
"Yeah," Raelle said, her voice a little muffled since she has her hands over her face to try to keep from forgetting and opening her eyes again. "It's doing the thing again where I can't turn it off.""Oh, you see him like the painting and stuff?"
She looks to Raelle.
Marcell continues to quietly listen nearby, being as non-obtrusive as possible.
"It'll feel natural soon enough. They look good on you. Just give it a bit."
"It'll feel natural soon enough. They look good on you. Just give it a bit."
she grumbles.
"You're lucky, you know. You would've never convinced me of this on your own."
"Sorry. Just tell her to push on the edges. Stuff happened fast."
He rubs his temples, all of the activity pushing his headache into overdrive.
"What do you mean by that?"
He asks, smiling.
"I mean, not that I doubt you. It runs in the family."
"What do you mean by that?"
He asks, smiling.
"I mean, not that I doubt you. It runs in the family."
"Nate agrees with you. He's been agreeing the whole time. I think he felt this way already, but just didn't mention it."
"Well, he knows you better than I do. Your footwear has good taste in people."
He thinks for a moment.
"That's actually really weird to think about, cause you know, it's usually the other way around."
"Well, he knows you better than I do. Your footwear has good taste in people."
He thinks for a moment.
"That's actually really weird to think about, cause you know, it's usually the other way around."
"He didn't really choose me. He was given to me. Though, we grew to like each other quick, so... Yeah."
Dave chuckles, "no, I have one of those fate of the multiverse deals, war between heaven an hell with us in the middle, no big deal"
"That's pretty cool. Like 'here's your new shoes, by the way, they talk.'"
He laughs.
"Hey, let me show you something."
He widens his stance a bit, motioning her to follow suit.
"Ok. Let them hang down."
He waits for her to copy him.
"Sounds important. You sure you have time to be talking to me?"
He laughs gently, rubbing his temples after doing so.
"That's pretty cool. Like 'here's your new shoes, by the way, they talk.'"
He laughs.
"Hey, let me show you something."
He widens his stance a bit, motioning her to follow suit.
"Ok. Let them hang down."
He waits for her to copy him.
"Um. What?"
she does no such thing.
"C'mon. I'm gonna teach you a dance. Just follow me. It'll be fun. I promise."
"C'mon. I'm gonna teach you a dance. Just follow me. It'll be fun. I promise."
"I don't dance."
"Sure ya do. Ya just don't know how yet. Just once. For me?"
He gives puppy dog eyes.
"If you do I'll show you something cool I can do."
"Sure ya do. Ya just don't know how yet. Just once. For me?"
He gives puppy dog eyes.
"If you do I'll show you something cool I can do."
"I know how. I just don't."
she seems completely adamant.
Dave grins "there's always time for that"
"Any help on this one, Nate?"
He looks down at her feet.
"Any help on this one, Nate?"
He looks down at her feet.
"No."
Flourence says, plainly and adamantly.
Tybalt laughs again, smiling.
"Hey now. You need to either pick being charming n' stuff or me being patient."
He jokes, poking the crook in Dave's direction to emphasize 'pick, charming, stuff, and patient.'
"You don't get both."
He smiles, shaking the cane back and forth.
There's a small chance that he might be the tiny, little, smallest bit loopy from the condition he's in.
He raises his hands in defeat.
"OK. Ok. What do you want to do, then?"
He raises his hands in defeat.
"OK. Ok. What do you want to do, then?"
"No clue. Sit here, hope no-one sees me. Yeah. That could work... But I have more classes..."
"Can we at least go out to the garden?"
He holds guitar by the neck, letting the base rest on the floor.
"Can we at least go out to the garden?"
He holds guitar by the neck, letting the base rest on the floor.
"Wait, when did this "we" thigh happen. I barely know you."
He shrugs.
"I dunno. You talked to me. I talked to you. We both had tails and sucky childhoods and now we're here. I don't know about you, but I Thought We were having fun."
"Do I need to get you, like, one of his eye things or something? You gonna be alright?"
He shrugs.
"I dunno. You talked to me. I talked to you. We both had tails and sucky childhoods and now we're here. I don't know about you, but I Thought We were having fun."
"I... A little. But I'm also embarrassed and I feel very awkward. And the tails itch. Fur is weird."
Dave snorts at the adorable ness of his feline friend "in that case I should probably be heading out, I did enjoy talking to you, dealt good to clear the air, sorry I kinda panicked on ya..." He says embarrassed
"They've just been bundled up for too long. The itching will stop once the fur airs out some. And, ya know, awkward is temporary, but being ok with who you are is forever. I've got a song for that. Wanna hear it?"
He picks the guitar up in both hands, checking the frets.
"Not really. But if you want to, go ahead."
"You too. Sorry I was kinda awful. Let's agree to not do that again."
He rubs the back of his head, smiling a bit.
"I found a way to do the watch thing by the way, but I'll tell you about it later. Go save the world again."
He waves him off.
"I will take that as a yes."
He opens his jacket and fiddles with something inside.
"It doesn't matter if you've got tails or capital T. A. I. L. Tails."
background music starts up, and he plays exactly the song everyone was expecting.