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 Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:24 pm
((edited for Jason))
Zell often frogot about Aella's tendancies to shy away from Human, or even creature closeness. He stopped being affending sometime ago. He knew that when she wasn't payin gattention she could really enjoy herself with no convictions.
"Was it a difficult fight?"
His ear suddenyl swivled around, then back to its original position. He smiled a whicked smile. "Boozer is here." His needles flashed in and out of his hands.
Eliot was curious, but she rarely questione dhim about such things now. He was the type to tell her if he chose to. But the mention of children peaked her interest. "Children?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:27 pm
Attention, how he did so love it very very much and merely a smile as he forked another forkful of eggs into his mouth as he was patted on the back. That bit getting swallowed down, he then set his fork on his plate and made it a priority to show both mom and dad that his plate was clear. He knew he had to clear it and the 'mom doesn't eat all of hers' excuse didn't fly either because they always told him that he 'was a growing boy'. He liked growing. "What kind of other things?"
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:38 pm
"I didn't fight, but those who did suffered alot. They've lost alot of people. I helped where I could with Meilikki's potion but..." She sighed. "I can't bring back the dead."
She blinked. "Boozer?"
Warren nodded. "Yes, children. You remeber Piper was pregnant when last we saw her. And the drow too. I want to see them, make sure they are in good health." He smiled, he knew Eliot liked children.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:43 pm
"Well..some spend all thier time learnign stealth and trickery and poisonmaking to become assassins. ot they forgo poison and trickery for woodcraft and tracking to become rangers. Some devote all thier time to mastering every weapon and combination of weapons they can think of."
a grin at Piper.
"some choose to master a trade, fletching, armorsmithing, weaponcrafting..cooking, brewing, alchemy. some turn thier bodies into finely honed weapons for deadly hand to hand combat."
Onyx's eyes narrowed, and his fangs bared and his claws..before his eyes took on a very unholy looking glow..and then back to normal before Aella noticed. it would do no good for that. damn, he'd have to take another shower again soon.
He and Zell had not been allowed to fight thanks to Roarke and his 'honor' talk. but he would wait. eventually Roarke would not be there, out on a trip, or someplace and Onyx would ring his neck. and anyone of his 'pack' that decided to interfere.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:43 pm
Between Zykariel and Zahara the pancakes were made in no time and it was nothing for Zahara to whip up the eggs, bacon and sausage. She had all of that frying while he was adding blueberries to the bowl, and making quite a mess though he was trying really hard not to. She was her ever vigilant self watching him as he added things in adn beginning to teach him about measuring and following a recipe. It suddenly dawned on her that she was preparing the way to teach him potions as a discipline if that's what he wanted to do. But something told her he'd follow right after his father into the runic arts. Bits of pancake batter splattered onto the counter and floor as he stirred the bowl hard. Finally Zahara took it from him and began pouring them in the pan. Ten minutes later she was setting a full plate for both of them on the table and plopping Zykariel down onto his chair. "Good job, Zykariel. You made your own breakfast." Patting hsi shoulder lightly, she walked to the fridge and poured a glass of orange juice then set that down in front of the boy as well. "Eat up you two." She had a meeting today, a very important meeting later this afternoon.
Zykariel immediately began digging in, though he did cut up his pancakes like he was supposed to. "Mmm. I did good, didn't I?" He tilted his head and watched his father for a moment. "Daddy? What's wrong? Did I make too much of a mess?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:55 pm
Piper gave her husband one of those smiles that she gave when he took the strides to emcompass more than just what he was good at or what he knew overly well. After all, life wasn't all about killing and combat and personally she thought her son still a little young to have to deal with those kinds of issues. And of course she was finished with her food by this point, yup ever since she didn't have to eat to Malik's standards daily she had fallen right back into her bird like eating.
Sitting in his chair he kicked his feet under the table, waiting patiently as ever. "When do I get to do those things?"
Sevilin had merely picked his plate up from the table and took to eating where he stood, feeling no need to sit down for breakfast today. He was planning things in his head, and when he planned, he stood. Sitting and thinking just made him think negatively...perhaps it was the ability to get comfortable and thus think way too deeply for too long.
Though at his son's voice he looked over to him...then over to the counter. Well in Sevilin's opinion it was too messy, but that was his overly done opinion and he was thankfully aware of that. In the grand scheme of things, it wasn't so bad. "No, you didn't make too much mess. And you did do good...maybe one day you can learn and cook for the both of us when Zahara is away, hm?" He was already halfway through his own food. "When you're done go change your clothes and we'll head over to the D'vinns." A look to Zahara then. "Are you coming with us today?"
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:58 pm
Zell was sorry that so many peopel suffered and said so to her. But then his smile came back. "Sorry, i mean Onyx is here. And he smell right rank too."
He turned a little. "Come on Onyx! Here boy! I'll give a tweat!" He whislted a couple of times to make his point, he then showed his own fangs. "Cats never come when they're called do they?" He snickered at his won joke, he wished one of the others had heard it.
Eliot brightened. "Oh we are going to meet them? Oh i'm so excited! I haven't had teh chance yet! I wonder who they take after?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:04 pm
Zykariel was still eating though he could eat about as fast as his father could. "Maybe I could and then you wouldn't have to worry about getting frustrated." Yummy pancakes. A look over to Zara. "Piper probably wants to see you again Zara. She likes it when you come over."
Zahara smiled at Zyakriel and bent down with a rag to clean up the batter laying on the floor. "For a little while maybe." Debating on whether she should go see Arthur or not. She hadn't seen him last night and he'd mentioned that he'd like to see her. But at the same time she could go see Piper before this meeting. It had to do with the business after all. "I might drop by and see Arthur first but then I'll definitely be over there." Twilight had become like the unofficial meeting place. Everyone congregated there.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:07 pm
Onyx's voice was glacial cold.
"Cats only go to those who are worthy of thier attention, not for treats like little doggies do."
And he did not smell. he knew that for a fact. he'd just had a shwoer probably thirty minutes ago. but he did produce a little bottle. okay it was testing time.
"I have something that might help your muscles to relax, Aella. not sure it will though, it's kinda of a work in progress."
though he didn't go near them, he tossed it to her lap. Wasn't going near Zell just yet. Later. save it for later.
"After your mother takes a look at the canidates. which, if we want, we can certainly get to, if you'd like Piper. Unless you have other buisness to tend to first or if he has chores that need done."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:10 pm
Aella felt like she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Why did there have to be a back alley stray fight with her in the middle? She hoped it didn't last long, and if it did, she as leaving.
She looked at the bottle that Onyx tossed in her lap with a suspicious look. "What is it? Salve?"
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:20 pm
"And you could have decent breakfast." Hell, Sevilin could live off of cereal and the like for the rest of his life if he felt so inclined. Zykariel was spoiled in the breakfast department. But his own plate was clear by this time and that meant dishes were going to get done...because Gods forbid there be dirty dishes in his sink. Ah Obsessive complusive tendencies.
"Right, then we'll go on ahead as soon as Zykariel is ready then." After all, it wasn't like they were obligated to be around each other all the time. They pretty much shared a house and a child, but that was about it and the child was barely shared as it was seeing as Zahara liked her distance from the boy. Sevilin just hoped there wasn't any long term issues being born for the boy with that space his mother wanted.
"You can mess with swords and bows and what not in another year or two. Need to be a little bit taller before you can deal with the real things." Sure his little wooden pirate sword was a good start though on his sword skills, but he wasn't ready for the real thing. Or maybe it was her who wasn't ready, who knew. But a look over to Malik and a nod. "No, I don't have anything planned for today yet, and he did all his chores yesterday, so we can indulge the child."
That was his cue to jump down out his chair all excited like and look expectantly between his two parents as if so say hurry up, but knew better than to start outright demanding things. That always got him a reprimand and he didn't like those too much. Especially since the parents used the 'you're in trouble' voices.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:25 pm
Arthur yawned lightly when he opened up his eye, he had a good sleep and his mind decided to bring up a nice memory at some point in the past three years, with another yawn he slowly crawled out of his bed and walked to his closet to wonder what he would wear today, after a few minutes he brought out a black vest and blazer with silver lining and a white silk shirt, black pants and leather boots. After placing his cloths on his bed he quickly went into the bathroom to clean up, about a half an hour later he came out clean and smelling good naked, well since it was his house he could do whatever he wanted and not worry about anyone dropping in without a word because the rune that was on his house will tell him of anyone that was coming.
After drying himself off and getting dress Arthur headed to his kitchen and prepared himself a plate of bacon, eggs, toast and some coffee; a nice standard breakfast for him, after all he didn't want to over eat and cause an unpleasantness with his stomach because what if Sevilin wanted to train him today? He could not train with a stomach ache or he would hurt himself since he wouldn't be able to control the flow of his magic. So after he finished his meal the young elf cleaned his plate and then headed over to the fireplace to grab his katana of the mantel and strapping it to his waist, but before he decided to head over to the fortress he wanted to do some light reading and grabbed a book off the shelf and sat down on a couch and opened to the page he was on last night, looking over the words he was familiar with.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:51 pm
"then alright, we can go handle that now."
and he got up, and went upstairs a moment, touching malvolence and coming back down.
"They are gathering to the arena, we'll meet them there. Malikhai, you stay upstiars until we come and get you, alright?"
So he took Piper downstairs to the arena, and there stood four robed or somewhat dressed figures. One male Tier'dal in black robes, one female halfelf in a garb similar to Aella's, one gnome male in red robes, and another Tier'dal female in teal. Each was prepared to be questioned.
"aroma therapy. I been trying to find the scents and smells that you are most comfortable around, and blend it into something halfway decent. it's intent was to help you with your issues being around large amounts of people, or in more private areas with individuals."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:41 pm
Warhammer looked at the cleric, "Do you not think it strange that orcs who were wielding stone tipped spears three years ago, suddenly have the means and the ability to make iron-forged weapons, and complex armour? Not to forget, the strange necromantic powers that only appeared recently as well..." He paused to allow the cleric to digest the observation.
The only druid's showed that he did not appreciate the lack of respect the necromancer was showing. "Oh." He said with a very irrataited undertone. "That is very nice. I have work to do." He marched off to complete his tasks before he returned to the grove.
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