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"um no, talking snake is fine, seeing you in human form really doesn't matter when I know you are also a giant dragon and a snake, really you aren't that scary... erm no offence"
Dom watches over the possible band members. Telling Tamina differences between different styles or closely related instruments. He then notices the blond that walked in. Pointing her out to Tamina he asked. "Who is that? Are they here to tryout or are they here for someone else?"
"um no, talking snake is fine, seeing you in human form really doesn't matter when I know you are also a giant dragon and a snake, really you aren't that scary... erm no offence"
"I was technically talking to the headmistress....I was wondering if I should be in human form for my meeting with.... What did you say her name was? " sheess does the snake equivalent to a shrug
Grim rubs the back of hs head "right... shuttingupnow"
They walk hand in hand out of the classroom and Ace touches the wall "To Tyrrin, right away!!"
Ardiente escorts Raelle to the door, standing at attention. His hands are clasped behind his his back. He stands, almost poised, ready to fight. Sorchan has seen this before in his parents retainers: the bodyguard in him is at the forefront of his mannerisms. Ardiente is evidently intent on protecting Raelle, though from what is not entirely clear.
Ardiente hesitates slightly, unsure of how to phrase it. When he speaks, his voice is deadpan, as if delivering a military report. "I'm not sure of the details, Professor, but David had her under some sort of unintentional charm effect."
The look of fury and pain on Sorchan's face did not bode well for Dave's continued existence. His arms tightened around Raelle as she continued to cry. In spite of that his voice was soft and reassuring as he comforted her, as best he could.
"It's okay, baby. It's not your fault. It's not your fault."
Pyra walked into the room just then. "I just finished tucking Chara in for the night. I was going to go look for Ignace, she'll probably sew all night if we.....what happened?"
The haunted look in his eyes as he turned to look at his wife spoke volumes, though one could guess that there was also a fair amount of telepathic communication going on.
"Raelle, why don't you come with me for a bit," she said, gently, drawing Raelle into her arms and leading her into the other room.
Sorchan collapsed onto a chair, fighting with his own memories as well as his anger as a father.
"Is there anything else you can tell me," he said hoarsely.
Lang holds up the coat. It does indeed look beautiful
he tries it on and it fits perfectly.
Thank you Ignace, I will cherish it always. oh and I have this for you lang pulls out a lop-sided half stuffed pin cushion that he made some of the colors don't match. and some threads are hanging off of it.
I'm sorry it isn't as pretty but I worked really hard on it.
"That's alright, Lang. I'll treasure it because I know you did your best to make it for me," she said, trying to be encouraging. Even for a first effort it was...well, sad. Sewing was clearly not Lang's talent.
Sorry, grim...I didn't mean to make you nervous.... Ummm....should I assume human form?" Sheess asks and apologizes
"Well, that would make it easier to drink tea."
The closest I could come to sewing...is well.... This" Sorun uses ice which weaves itself in midair into a simple basket.... "water is simple ice is easy... arts and crafts is not my talent....
Sorry, grim...I didn't mean to make you nervous.... Ummm....should I assume human form?" Sheess asks and apologizes"Well, that would make it easier to drink tea."
Okay" sheess says and slithers away... Touching the wall and looking for the younger dragon
"Children. Hmm. But, I am not a child. I am not an adult, nor will I be. I .. am focusing too much on your specific words, my apologies. I see your point."
She considers, back stroking a bit around him, "Are you fond of nature, and it's amazing and beautiful things, Bradley?"
There's a warm smile on her face as she stops and watches him, paddling more water in the lake. It's clear she won't be tired for a long while.
"I am. There are amazing and beautiful things everywhere if you look, but I think it's a lot easier to find them in nature where every little thing is a kind of miracle," he said, floating on his back. He was actually kinda surprised at how well things were going. Maybe his power was still recharging from earlier. That would be handy if it were true.
Dom watches over the possible band members. Telling Tamina differences between different styles or closely related instruments. He then notices the blond that walked in. Pointing her out to Tamina he asked. "Who is that? Are they here to tryout or are they here for someone else?"
"He looks familiar. I'm trying to place it..."
"um no, talking snake is fine, seeing you in human form really doesn't matter when I know you are also a giant dragon and a snake, really you aren't that scary... erm no offence""I was technically talking to the headmistress....I was wondering if I should be in human form for my meeting with.... What did you say her name was? " sheess does the snake equivalent to a shrug
"Rylehtin'akksavith. She usually just uses Ryleh when she's in human form."
The closest I could come to sewing...is well.... This" Sorun uses ice which weaves itself in midair into a simple basket.... "water is simple ice is easy... arts and crafts is not my talent....
"That is quite impressive," she said, clearly impressed by the basket. "I wish I could touch it, but I fear it would melt as soon as I did."
"I am. There are amazing and beautiful things everywhere if you look, but I think it's a lot easier to find them in nature where every little thing is a kind of miracle," he said, floating on his back. He was actually kinda surprised at how well things were going. Maybe his power was still recharging from earlier. That would be handy if it were true.
There's a stir, in Anahita's features when he says the words he does and she smiles brighter. She swims a bit closer to him, not really peering at anything about him that stands out, as he floats there on his back, asking, "Are you religious, Bradley? Do you follow a belief?"
Easily a foot away from him now, treading water, Anahita might pass off as a mermaid, though of the desert, so perhaps not, with her hair drenched at her sides, considering Bradley's face as he speaks.
She's still just watching mostly his face, nothing sexual about her actions intentionally, just being with another person talking about nature in a lake, while ignoring everything else, basically.
When the serpent arrives at the door he shifts into human form.
He is slightly above average in height with pale hair... his long mustache hangs just past his chin... But despite the color of his hair he is slim and well muscled in a wiry way... His skin is bronzed from hours uncounted under the sun.. His hands are steady and his dark blue eyes hold a timeless intelligence of one who has seen years pass and retains a perfect grip on his mental facilities...
With a calm breath he knocks upon her door
The closest I could come to sewing...is well.... This" Sorun uses ice which weaves itself in midair into a simple basket.... "water is simple ice is easy... arts and crafts is not my talent...."That is quite impressive," she said, clearly impressed by the basket. "I wish I could touch it, but I fear it would melt as soon as I did."
Sorun holds it out... "if Lang can touch you without injury the basket will not Melt at your touch...it is sturdier than it appears...."
"He looks familiar. I'm trying to place it..."Dom watches over the possible band members. Telling Tamina differences between different styles or closely related instruments. He then notices the blond that walked in. Pointing her out to Tamina he asked. "Who is that? Are they here to tryout or are they here for someone else?"
"Well how about we go find out then. Dom hops up He looks to Tamina and waves her to come along. Walking over to the Blonde he Introduces himself. "Hi there, interested in the tryouts?
There's a stir, in Anahita's features when he says the words he does and she smiles brighter. She swims a bit closer to him, not really peering at anything about him that stands out, as he floats there on his back, asking, "Are you religious, Bradley? Do you follow a belief?"Easily a foot away from him now, treading water, Anahita might pass off as a mermaid, though of the desert, so perhaps not, with her hair drenched at her sides, considering Bradley's face as he speaks.
She's still just watching mostly his face, nothing sexual about her actions intentionally, just being with another person talking about nature in a lake, while ignoring everything else, basically.
Bradley blushed. "Uh, well, I guess you could call me religious. I mean, I've tried most of them....not the evil ones. I have a whole collection of holy symbols, some of them pretty obscure. But they don't do me a whole lot of good. I guess I just don't really connect with any of the gods I've studied so far."
The blond smiles.
"No. I just got to Avalon a few days ago, and I just thought i'd check out the new bands as they form."
Ah. Well I'm Dom and this is Tamina. Dom motions to Tamina. I'm putting a band together. Tamina is here to support me."
When the serpent arrives at the door he shifts into human form.
He is slightly above average in height with pale hair... his long mustache hangs just past his chin... But despite the color of his hair he is slim and well muscled in a wiry way... His skin is bronzed from hours uncounted under the sun.. His hands are steady and his dark blue eyes hold a timeless intelligence of one who has seen years pass and retains a perfect grip on his mental facilities...
With a calm breath he knocks upon her door
The door opens and he is looking into a kitchen. A woman sits at the kitchen table and there is a tea set in front of her, steam curling up from the spout of the teapot. She had almond shaped purple eyes and dark purple hair pulled back into a severe knot at the nape of her neck, her pale skin a striking contrast to her vivid hair and eyes. She gracefully held back the wide sleeve of her dress with one hand as she poured the tea with the other.
"Please, come in. Sit down."
Sorun holds it out... "if Lang can touch you without injury the basket will not Melt at your touch...it is sturdier than it appears...."The closest I could come to sewing...is well.... This" Sorun uses ice which weaves itself in midair into a simple basket.... "water is simple ice is easy... arts and crafts is not my talent...."That is quite impressive," she said, clearly impressed by the basket. "I wish I could touch it, but I fear it would melt as soon as I did."
Ignace gently reached out to touch the basket. Steam started to curl from the basket's surface as soon as she touched it. She drew her hand back quickly. "Sorry. I don't think it's going to work."
"Good luck, Dom. I've heard good things about some of the bands here."
"Good luck, Dom. I've heard good things about some of the bands here."
Recognition starts to dawn on Tamina. "You...changed you hair didn't you? I don't think it was blonde before....but you dyed it a lot of funny colors for concerts, so what do I know."
The door opens and he is looking into a kitchen. A woman sits at the kitchen table and there is a tea set in front of her, steam curling up from the spout of the teapot. She had almond shaped purple eyes and dark purple hair pulled back into a severe knot at the nape of her neck, her pale skin a striking contrast to her vivid hair and eyes. She gracefully held back the wide sleeve of her dress with one hand as she poured the tea with the other."Please, come in. Sit down."
He bows respectfully to her, "I am Sheessuroussen, a Jiaolung from the Elemental Plane of Water, Thank you for inviting me to your table to learn more of your culture."
He sits with grace and dignity his dark blue robe folding under himself with a silken rustle, his long hair bound in an intricate topknot
"I've heard a few of them. Like Fain, but they don't have that one thing that they need. Me!" Dom had a grin on his face that just screamed sarcasm. "Oh so you know Tamina already? So I only don't know your name."
Ignace gently reached out to touch the basket. Steam started to curl from the basket's surface as soon as she touched it. She drew her hand back quickly. "Sorry. I don't think it's going to work."Sorun holds it out... "if Lang can touch you without injury the basket will not Melt at your touch...it is sturdier than it appears...."The closest I could come to sewing...is well.... This" Sorun uses ice which weaves itself in midair into a simple basket.... "water is simple ice is easy... arts and crafts is not my talent...."That is quite impressive," she said, clearly impressed by the basket. "I wish I could touch it, but I fear it would melt as soon as I did."
"hold on....." Sorun focuses on the basket intently, muttering a spell.... [the basket is now unearthly cold....it ain't melting] "try it now.... Only one fingertip though...it might be to cold"
Bradley blushed. "Uh, well, I guess you could call me religious. I mean, I've tried most of them....not the evil ones. I have a whole collection of holy symbols, some of them pretty obscure. But they don't do me a whole lot of good. I guess I just don't really connect with any of the gods I've studied so far."
With a few more nods, reminded by what he'd mentioned previously with the trinkets and other foci of divine beings, Anahita says, "When we are done with this fun, perhaps tomorrow after classes, or you choose to pull me away to fly sooner," suggesting she would do so instead of attend class, "I would very much like to take you elsewhere, and sit with you to commune with the divine that is always around us. Within you. Within me, the very water we tread in, the very earth that is beneath our feet. There will be no names, no idols or trinkets required. Merely patience and stillness within yourself and myself, as we do this. I would be honored if you would attend such a ritual with me, Bradley, for I do feel a kinship with you as I've said before. Perhaps we are on the same path, and my purpose here is realized before me now."
Having said that, Anahita is quite close to the young boy, bright eyed as she is, nearly alive with an intensity that she feels within, expressed as she did without.
Then she laughs, a light joyful laugh, sinking below the water and immersing herself in water, giving silent thanks for it's existence and blessing to 'fly' within it.
A few moments later, she pops her head up and says, "Use the slide, Bradley! You enjoy it, go ahead! Show me again.. I may try it if you demonstrate once more." She's suddenly a youngster in a way, cheerful, alive.
"Oh, you know me, do you? Because of my hair?" His smiles grows, and he leans his head back to reveal small horns no longer hidden by his bangs.
"So would you mind if I asked who you are?"
Lang stands there looking slightly upset with Sorun, but he says nothing he just smiles and enjoys the exchange.
Ignace I'll try harder next time, maybe you can show me some other sewing tricks and I could get better. trying to not be shown up to much by Sorun's magic but clearly he was loosing in that.
but still he keeps a happy face.
Melody wanders among the crowd looking for any familiar faces. seeing Dom nearby she goes up to him and takes a seat next to him
Hey Dommie, find any new talent? I justgot here myself so I haven't been looking, I think I would like to hear some of these artist paly first.
seeing him with a prospective band member oh hey, how ya doing? gonna try for this band tonight?
Sara begins to chase after him hair flying and the teddy bear in her hand flopping as she goes. "I'm gonna get you!""Maybe but we can still play together. Mrs.Ephebe said that someone named Chara was in a playroom inside."Oh yes Chara is one of my special friends. I have known her since the first day we arrived here.
Sun thinks a moment
maybe just you and I can play
Sun puts his hand on her shoulder.
Tag. no you have to catch me and tag me
Sun begins to run urging Sara to chase him
Sun dodges all around enjoying the run but it doesn't take long for her to catch him.
sara could almost swear he let her catch him.
Ok now it my turn... Sun satrts to count to give her a little headstart then chases after her.
better watch out the big baboon is coming after you
"I wouldn't, no, but she might be." He points out Belyu. "I doubt she'll be happy if she finds out I'm here."
"No, I'm not looking to join a band. In fact, I think I'll leave now. I'd hate to ruin Belyu's evening by letting her know I was here." The blond mystery student gets up to leave.
melody just looks at Dom sorry I didn't think I'd chase em away like that?
The look of fury and pain on Sorchan's face did not bode well for Dave's continued existence. His arms tightened around Raelle as she continued to cry. In spite of that his voice was soft and reassuring as he comforted her, as best he could.
"It's okay, baby. It's not your fault. It's not your fault."
Pyra walked into the room just then. "I just finished tucking Chara in for the night. I was going to go look for Ignace, she'll probably sew all night if we.....what happened?"
The haunted look in his eyes as he turned to look at his wife spoke volumes, though one could guess that there was also a fair amount of telepathic communication going on.
"Raelle, why don't you come with me for a bit," she said, gently, drawing Raelle into her arms and leading her into the other room.
Sorchan collapsed onto a chair, fighting with his own memories as well as his anger as a father.
"Is there anything else you can tell me," he said hoarsely.
Ardiente had bowed slightly as Pyra entered the room - a simple sign of respect that did not require words. He watched Raelle go, looking around down the hall. Sorchan collapsed into a chair, and Ardiente entered the room fully, pulling the door shut behind him. For now, Ardiente drops the facade of military formality, and slumps slightly, seeming defeated. He had failed to protect her.
"Sir," the word is not an expression of Sorchan's nobility, but an almost apologetic term. Ardiente knew he had failed in his sworn duty... but even more than that, he had failed his friend, and this man's daughter. "I... had I not been so distracted these past few days, I might have noticed something amiss. I'm sorry. I believe there was a whole bunch of students effected, not only Raelle. I was not present so I do not have all the details. Miss Jones will be able to tell you more." He hung his head in shame. He had allowed his feelings for her to blind him. He had let them colour his opinion of David. If only he had the wisdom to see things more clearly.
"Oh well maybe later then." Dom turns to Melody. "I've seen a few people that could be good. Like that guy over there, but nothing so far that's just been eye popping... This would be a lot easier if you just joined my band. Then I wouldn't have to find a good female vocalist and guitarist."
Starlight was ziping around th band tryouts, it was fun she could see a few known faces.
Dom barely noticed Star zipping around. Once he realized who it was he waved to her.
He bows respectfully to her, "I am Sheessuroussen, a Jiaolung from the Elemental Plane of Water, Thank you for inviting me to your table to learn more of your culture."
He sits with grace and dignity his dark blue robe folding under himself with a silken rustle, his long hair bound in an intricate topknot
"A pleasure to meet you Sheessuroussen," she said formally, handing him a cup of tea. "I am Rylehtin'akksavith. The humans, and the majority of my family, call me Ryleh. They do not have the patience for proper draconic names."
"hold on....." Sorun focuses on the basket intently, muttering a spell.... [the basket is now unearthly cold....it ain't melting] "try it now.... Only one fingertip though...it might be to cold"Ignace gently reached out to touch the basket. Steam started to curl from the basket's surface as soon as she touched it. She drew her hand back quickly. "Sorry. I don't think it's going to work."Sorun holds it out... "if Lang can touch you without injury the basket will not Melt at your touch...it is sturdier than it appears...."The closest I could come to sewing...is well.... This" Sorun uses ice which weaves itself in midair into a simple basket.... "water is simple ice is easy... arts and crafts is not my talent...."That is quite impressive," she said, clearly impressed by the basket. "I wish I could touch it, but I fear it would melt as soon as I did."
Ignace carefully reached out to touch the basket and smiled when it didn't immediately melt at her touch.
"That is very impressive."
With a few more nods, reminded by what he'd mentioned previously with the trinkets and other foci of divine beings, Anahita says, "When we are done with this fun, perhaps tomorrow after classes, or you choose to pull me away to fly sooner," suggesting she would do so instead of attend class, "I would very much like to take you elsewhere, and sit with you to commune with the divine that is always around us. Within you. Within me, the very water we tread in, the very earth that is beneath our feet. There will be no names, no idols or trinkets required. Merely patience and stillness within yourself and myself, as we do this. I would be honored if you would attend such a ritual with me, Bradley, for I do feel a kinship with you as I've said before. Perhaps we are on the same path, and my purpose here is realized before me now."
Having said that, Anahita is quite close to the young boy, bright eyed as she is, nearly alive with an intensity that she feels within, expressed as she did without.
Then she laughs, a light joyful laugh, sinking below the water and immersing herself in water, giving silent thanks for it's existence and blessing to 'fly' within it.
A few moments later, she pops her head up and says, "Use the slide, Bradley! You enjoy it, go ahead! Show me again.. I may try it if you demonstrate once more." She's suddenly a youngster in a way, cheerful, alive.
"That sounds really nice, Ana," he said, intrigued by her offer. Maybe...well, maybe she was on to something there. Maybe this would work. He had nothing to lose by trying.
And then she laughed and he felt happier than he knew what to do with. It was good to see her having fun now......that might actually be two things in one day that he hadn't messed up...
"Alright! Slide time!" He scrambled up onto the bank and climbed the stairs of the slide, only falling once on the way up, and slid down again this time managing a perfect (and slightly painful) bellyflop.
*splash* *oof*
And then he laughed joyfully.
Lang stands there looking slightly upset with Sorun, but he says nothing he just smiles and enjoys the exchange.
Ignace I'll try harder next time, maybe you can show me some other sewing tricks and I could get better. trying to not be shown up to much by Sorun's magic but clearly he was loosing in that.
but still he keeps a happy face.
"It's okay, Lang. I mean, you can if you want to, but you don't have to force yourself to do something you dislike. It means a lot to me that you were at least willing to try."
"I wouldn't, no, but she might be." He points out Belyu. "I doubt she'll be happy if she finds out I'm here."
"No, I'm not looking to join a band. In fact, I think I'll leave now. I'd hate to ruin Belyu's evening by letting her know I was here." The blond mystery student gets up to leave.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure her beating the crap out of you would ruin more than just her evening.....at least that's what she's been saying she'd do if she ever saw you again.....pissed does not cover it."
Dom barely noticed Star zipping around. Once he realized who it was he waved to her.
Star comes and lands on Don shoulder
“every one is so good, O“she looks away for a moment as if realising some thing.
“poor Dave I did say say how sad Iwas to him, but I did it at the wrong point in his timeline, I do hope he remembers, I am yiou know, sad for him, or was, over what was going to happon and am now,
She stops lokking away
so hows the music comming”
"That sounds really nice, Ana," he said, intrigued by her offer. Maybe...well, maybe she was on to something there. Maybe this would work. He had nothing to lose by trying.
And then she laughed and he felt happier than he knew what to do with. It was good to see her having fun now......that might actually be two things in one day that he hadn't messed up...
"Alright! Slide time!" He scrambled up onto the bank and climbed the stairs of the slide, only falling once on the way up, and slid down again this time managing a perfect (and slightly...
Considering that he'd gone up there twice now, and she had not, eventually, Anahita gets up out of the lake and gives the slide a look over. Walking to the ladder, she climbs up to the top, then, sits and slides.
:Kersplooosh:
When she came up for air, she was smiling and says, "There are mud slides in the hills, created by water fall, that are akin to that, have you ever tried one? I can understand the thrill of this now. Perhaps we could find something in the hills nearby, if there is proper rain fall and terrain."
So yeah, she'll need to learn a bit here, but, she was taking her first steps and slides. Clearly though, she was enjoying the water and all. "So, how often do people suddenly engage in these festivities? Is it merely ..on a whim? or .. specific celebration?"
She swam around a bit more, enjoying it.
Ardiente had bowed slightly as Pyra entered the room - a simple sign of respect that did not require words. He watched Raelle go, looking around down the hall. Sorchan collapsed into a chair, and Ardiente entered the room fully, pulling the door shut behind him. For now, Ardiente drops the facade of military formality, and slumps slightly, seeming defeated. He had failed to protect her.
"Sir," the word is not an expression of Sorchan's nobility, but an almost apologetic term. Ardiente knew he had failed in his sworn duty... but even more than that, he had failed his friend, and this man's daughter. "I... had I not been so distracted these past few days, I might have noticed something amiss. I'm sorry. I believe there was a whole bunch of students effected, not only Raelle. I was not present so I do not have all the details. Miss Jones will be able to tell you more." He hung his head in shame. He had allowed his feelings for her to blind him. He had let them colour his opinion of David. If only he had the wisdom to see things more clearly.
Sorchan nodded. "She's probably still dealing with him or she'd already be here making sure I didn't murder a student." He laughed, a twisted sound with no mirth in it. "This was supposed to be a haven. I brought them here to be safe. Because I never wanted my children to go through what I did....and even here...." He put his head in his hands, trying to find some way to cope with this.
"This isn't your fault either, Ardiente," he said after a long pause. "Thank you for bringing her here."