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(This is a private RP between Teralinth dKalin/Etc. and Ice Queen/Etc. Please do not post, but feel free to read! biggrin Maybe you'll catch something new...)

Taking yet another glance at the directions she had scrawled down from the ages-ago post regarding a pool party, Tera made her way towards what she hoped would be the home of one Ice Queen, recently made co-manager of the Feien shop, and new co-worker to Tera herself. After having discovered the note she'd written a few days ago regarding Ice and the need to meet the woman, Tera had dropped by the shop in order to get the street address for Ice, and been surprised to find actual directions on the message board. Though she made a mental note to clean that board up upon her return, for the moment its jumble of old postings had proven rather worthwhile.

The fact that these directions nearly matched those she used to reach Kam's home didn't escape her, and she wondered idly if Kam knew this Ice Queen. Regardless, Tera still needed to meet her, since it was near to impossible to run a shop without knowing who it was you were sharing duties with. A low chuckle escaped her as she came up the street, trying to imagine what would happen if the two of them never actually met, but attempted to run the shop anyhow.

Finding herself before the house, and seeing Kam's right next door, she nodded, pleased. Not too bad. Might drop by and see how Kam's doing afterwards. It was with a lithe step that she finished the walk up the path to the front door, pausing and glancing around before knocking, ever so pleasantly.

Head tilting slightly at that surprising greeting, Tera smiled and raised one gracefully arched eyebrow. It was rather fortunate that her eyes had returned to normal recently, lest she be thought of any stranger than she already was, what between the scar that curved down her face and the relatively mundane jeans and shirt she was wearing. "That's good, because I'm not selling."

A bright smile accompanied those words; if she'd learned anything during her time in Gaia, it was how to put up a winning appearance. "I'm looking for Ice Queen?"

She was hardly shocked to hear the talking fairy, who reminded her a bit of Maq. Maybe a slightly twisted Maq, but Maq nonetheless. Let's take a stab in the dark here... Stepping into the house, Tera folded the paper she had been carrying neatly and tucked it away into her back pocket. "You're Ice Queen, I imagine?"

Though she waited at least until the other woman had the door closed first, Tera extended her hand to her hostess. "I'm Teralinth d'Kalin."

"That's right. Shop co-manager, fellow Feien Bond..." As she made her way to the couches, her instinctive habit was to glance around, marking the exits for future reference. Of course, the moment she realized she had done that, she berated herself mentally. Turning back to Ice after having reached one of the couches, she lowered herself onto it with a feline-like grace. "I'll call you Ice if you call me Tera."

A wry grin curved her lips, and she chuckled. "Got your hands full, it sounds like. Need to take care of that? I can wait if so." There was the slightest hint of a strange accent to her words, the same hint that Quantel's speech carried.

Laying her arm against the rest at her side, Tera lifted her fingers in greeting to the burgundy Feien. To Ice, she said, "I know how that is. My first Feien, Maq, is fairly strong himself." With a bit of a chuckle, she added, "Makes me wonder why the other two are so delicate."

She took another glance in Silva's direction, appraising his height from where she sat. Might be taller than Maq. A little wiry, though.

After a history of long conversations with Maq, and the more recent ones with Quantel, Tera wasn't one adverse to speaking to a Feien directly. "The youngest I doubt you've met, because she just emerged Monday; her name's Ori." A thumb came up as she reflectively tapped her thumbnail against her upper incisors. "Then there's Quantel, who you may or may not have met. She's a blue Shadow, with largish wings." And not entirely social.

And with a half-smile, she came to the one she figured, erroneously so unbeknownst to her, that Silva would recognize. "And finally there's Maquinar, my oldest. Little shorter than you, with a penanche for fighting."

The hunter in Tera certainly hadn't missed Silva's reaction to Quantel's name. Years of hiding one's emotions, however, had given her a better control of her own reactions; the tiniest quirk of her lips was the only indication she had seen anything. Smoothly, as much for Silva's benefit as it was for Ice's, she addressed Ice's comment. "Quantel is rather different from most Feien. Even like elements might not identify comfortably with her."

Seguing neatly into the original purpose for her visit, she concluded, "Of course, all of our Feien will probably get a chance to interact, now that we're in a business together."

Tera chuckled. "Just as well, Silva. Maq would probably just try to talk you into sparring with him." A smile was offered in Ice's direction. "A party would be a great idea, though I don't know where we'd hold it. The shop seems to be a little small for even a medium-sized gathering."

She tucked a long leg beneath herself, then added, "I'd been thinking of throwing a party for Maq's one year Summonday, but that's still a couple of months off."