[Edel PRP] Why So Saurus? (Rio/Two)

[Meepfur]

Sarka had decided (and everyone else had agreed, of course) that they should let Two sleep until whenever she happened to wake - she'd had quite the ordeal, after all. But eventually, Two would find herself snuffled at by a cool, scaly nose; Nashwa's saurus might have been told to stay away, but being told and actually listening were two different things. He was relatively intelligent, as far as beasts went, but didn't always obey, particularly when left alone. Some time after everyone else had left the room, curiosity had gotten the better of him, and he'd decided to investigate.

Small red dinosaurs were probably not anyone's idea of a good wake-up service, but Altan was clearly not concerned about what their guest would think. He was definitely not that smart.

[Vesale]

If not for the Saurus, Two might have kept on sleeping for another whole day. However, she was woken mid morning from her slumber by a strange creature she'd never seen before. At first she thought it was one of the guards on duty, poking her to make sure she was up and ready to get to work. As her grey eyes adjusted to the scene, the memory of the day came back and all that she'd seen since she was pushed from her cliff. Then she looked over to what had awoken her and she let out a high pitched squeak.

What it was she had no idea, and not wanting to find out, Two jumped to the other side of the bed and pulled the sheets and blankets up over her, so that just her eyes were showing, hoping to form some kind of barrier between her and the strange lizard. Her eyes darted around the room to look for Sarka but she couldn't see anyone about, so for now it seemed, she was to face the freakish creature alone.

[Meepfur]

The saurus tilted its head from one side to the other, perplexed by this person's strange behavior - and that noise it made - and voiced its bewilderment with a "Gronk."

A few moments later, summoned by the minor commotion, Nashwa peeked her head in. "Ah! Altan, you are not supposed to be in here, you silly saurus. You know better!"

Looking as sad as a saurus could (which was to say, not very), Altan emitted another "gronk" and sulked over to his mistress. It had just been so tempting, and he hadn't been able to resist! But now he was in trouble, and as usual, it hadn't been worth it. The scaly creature promptly moped its way out of the room, tail dragging on the ground.

Nashwa turned her attention to Two, dipping in an apologetic bow. "So sorry, effendi. Altan does not realize he can be frightening."

[Vesale]

Two didn't move from behind her sheet-barrier. Her eyes darting back to the Saurus and the new individual who she had not met before. Was she like Sarka? She seemed similar, in that she had a cat head, but she didn't have four legs like the one who had saved her.

"That... that's okay," said two quietly, nervously, still not wanting to put the sheet down.

[Meepfur]

The woman didn't look convinced, so Nashwa attempted to reassure her by explaining her pet, "Don't worry, he's quite domesticated. Altan is a riding saurus, although he is mostly a nuisance these days." The katta chuckled. "But nevermind that. Are you rested?"

[Vesale]

"Okay," replied Two, still not so sure, or what a riding Saurus actually was. She smiled weakly as the other laughed.

"Yes, thank you." She said. She must live here too then. Perhaps she was a friend of Sarka's. Feeling more comfortable, she lowered her sheet. She was still dressed in the clothes Sarka had given her, which, she noticed, almost the same as the ones this new aquaintance was.

[Meepfur]

"Good." The katta smiled, hoping that their guest wasn't now unduly afraid of being here thanks to her pet. She would have to go and track down the sulky saurus later - he would probably be 'hiding' in Adi's empty room. "I am Nashwa. Would you like to meet Rio now? He is very eager to see you for himself."

[Vesale]

Two listened to the introduction. Nashwa, she noted. Another face for her to remember in this strange place. The elf did not reply with her name, still under the habbit of only doing things when she's asked.

Rio? The name sounded familiar. Perhaps Sarka had mentioned him yesterday, she couldn't remember, her mind was so fuzzy. Still, she thought, he could be my new master. The elf was eager to get to work and make herself useful, despite the unusual position she was in.

"Yes," she replied meekly to the other, wondering who he was exactly and if he was to be her new master.

[Meepfur]

"Very well." With another slight bow, the katta led the way from that room and into the hall, then into a sitting room, which the god already happened to occupy. "She's awake," Nashwa supplied simply, before leaving their guest to Rio.

Love was quick to come to attention, setting down his half-eaten sandwich to stand and greet the woman properly. "You must be Two." He inclined his head with a welcoming smile. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Rio."

"Come, have a seat," he invited, indicating the floor pillows. "Are you hungry? There's plenty here."

[Vesale]

Two followed the other woman out the door, her hands clenched together, she was nervous. It could be seen all over her body, her eyes, the way she stood her expression, every pore showed that she was uncertain, unsure.

"He... hello." She spoke softly. Something about the man made her feel very powerful. Though why she was not certain. "I am." she nodded in reply. He knew her name, he must have been expected her, she thought. Perhaps that's why Sarka saved me, because she knew I was to be of service to this man.

At his indication she gave a very soft squeak. It wasn't everyday a master offered a seat to one of their slaves. Confused, but not wanting to upset the man she thought might be her new master, the elf took a seat on one of the pillows, though she sat rigid and did not look at him. In response to his question she simply nodded. She did not want to be a burden, troublesome servants rarely worked for very long.

[Meepfur]

Hm. Sarka had mentioned that Two was some kind of servant, that she was a bit of a nervous sort, but her manner was a little more extreme than Rio had imagined. She was more than just a little nervous, and she wouldn't look at him - and she was barely speaking. All of this made him wonder if she'd been less a servant, more a slave. It was dismaying, to say the least.

He kept that from his expression, however, keeping a gentle smile on his face instead. Reclaiming his sandwich, he gestured to the spread of food between them. "You can have whatever you like. You're our guest here, you should want for nothing."

Maybe emphasizing that she was a guest might help. He couldn't just say stop that. These things weren't that easy to fix, no matter how much he wanted to fix them. He couldn't just wave a magic wand and have everything be how it should - he had a magic bow, but it wasn't good for that. Well, maybe sometimes it helped, but in this case, it probably wouldn't be much help.

[Vesale]

She could have whatever she liked? This was a very foreign idea to Two. Back where she came from, they only had what they were given, and were taught to want nothing. Two didn't quite understand the concept. What did he mean? She didn't want to make him upset. Then she would probably be sent away, back to where she'd came from. Two didn't want that. It was nice here.

In the end, Two tried to read his comment more as a command, rather than a question, and so, reached out her hand to grab the nearest piece of food. Instead of eating it however, she just left it in her lap. She wouldn't dream of eating the food that was for her Master. She'd always been taught not too, and she'd seen the types of punishment that was given out to those who had dared to do such a thing.

"Thank you sir," she said simply, still not looking in his direction, the piece of food just laying in her hands.

[Meepfur]

"You're welcome," Rio responded, though he quickly noticed she wasn't eating what she'd taken. Was she waiting for permission? She'd indicated that she was hungry when he'd asked, so he couldn't see why else she wasn't eating. Oh, dear. Apparently he was going to need to be clearer. "Go ahead, eat it. There's more than enough these days."

Love wasn't very good at telling people what to do, only asking them to do things. He really didn't do godly authority.

[Vesale]

Two looked down at the piece of food that lay in her hands with mixed emotions as she listened to the urging of Rio. She was obviously torn. Torn between the fact that it was his food, and one never ate the food of their master, and the fact that she did not want to offend him by not eating anything.

With a pained expression on her face, the elf lifted the piece to her mouth and gave it a small nibble. Hopefully that would be enough to satisfy her (in her mind) new master. Old habits could be hard to break.

[Meepfur]

Rio found himself having to repress a sigh. He wanted her to eat, but he wasn't going to force her. Clearly, he'd need to leave keeping their guest fed to his aoidei or followers for the time being - he knew Sarka had given her food once already, but for one reason or another, she didn't want it from him. Considering it impolite to eat when she wasn't, he set his sandwich down again for later.

"You must have some questions about all this. Is there anything you'd like to know?"