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"I do not feel hot." She stated., looking at the ring on her finger. The corridors of this place were long and borring, notihng but what seemed to be miles and miles of red tapistries. The air got noticably harder to breathe, but other than that the two were in little discomfort. Some time later, the hallway they were following branched off into three directions, each one blocked by a shiny mirror.

She pulled said stone out of a pocket. "It doesn't do that anymore. I rather miss it." Deidrick finally decided the drow was alright, and placed one of his heads on Kimmuriel's thigh.

She retorted with her own snort. "There is no honour in destroying an animal. Let the farmers do it, the cattle or whatever it is your eaten was grown for that purpose. She harrumphed. "'Certain' people? Is that a poke?"

"There are a lot of other paths to take, Tarathiel. Perhaps you could simply master all fighting style."

"Not at you. more to Orko or Kimmuriel."

A slight smirk.

"And cattle is fine if you like beef. but some of us prefer a more varied buffet. I'll have you know a lizard, a spider, a cow, and a bat all have unique tastes. nto to mention need thier own flavorings. I found that sauce you pour on your steaks doesn't really do well with a spider, for example."


Malik looked at his son.

"Some of the things I do I know your mother would kill me if I let you handle them. Not that you couldn't do it, thier just real unpleasent things."

Like dealing with unruly serfs or the necromancers in thier studies.

"However, if you do real good in your math and writing, I may let you help me with keeping my records and books. mommy needs help with that stuff too all the time."

Then a grin at Kieran.

"I know. but still..can you imagine Lateef trying to run this place?"

"No, I'm good." And crisis averted...though that was certinally an interesting way that those events had rose. Sevilin had maybe seen Zahara break down only once before to this extent. BUt it was nice to see her break down. Not because he wanted to be mean about it but because that meant that she was indeed not a goddess and actually was someone behind the walls she built around herself. But he did give a cough for no particular reason.

His eyes widened a moment and he looked to his mother. "You'd kill daddy?"

Malik got lightly kicked under the table. "Of course I wouldn't baby. He's exaggerating." Giving Malik one of those oh so sweet smiles of hers that she often used to tease him. Though good job oh his part with reminding teh child that he had to excel in his other studies as well. And then an over dramatic sigh and tone. "I'm afraid I just can't get those numbers."

He seemed to think on it a moment. "I can do that. I'm getting really really good at those." Hey he could write a whole letter now and could do all of his dates and such. Not to mention mathematics was coming quite easily as well.

"I think Lateef would succeed and flourish in the challenge. After all, if he can keep me and my disorganization together, surely he could keep you and your rather striaght ways even striaghter and running quite smoothly." No doubt, Lateef was good at what he did. His attention turned to Lharika. "Oh I'm sure I'll learn soon enough, you know me, have to know everything." Pushing the plate so it was between them and handing her the fork for now...he knew she wasn't going to eat much, she'd been snacking for who knew how long at the little thing of hers. "Apparently, Malik can cook. Isn't that nice?"

"You just need to try harder on that, Chev."

then a look at Kieran.

"the name I heard was 'crayfish concubine'. but I think the humans called it an 'alfredo'. So I think crayfish alfredo would be a nicer term."

A grin at his son.

"I'm sure you could, though I think you'll need more practice first."

She plopped down at the table, giving a glance around at the others. "Isn't this great? It's just like being back home, except the D'vinns replace all of daddy's incessant chatter and such and Caprice trying to hush him." It was indeed a comical thing, her parents. They had wonderful moments that she could poke at to her heart's contents. But she elbowed Galesen, leaning over to him lightly. "Are you going to say anything about it?" His eye and Andal of course.

"Why try harder when I can convince you do them for me A'mael?" Another one of those smiles of hers just because she could. He loved to tease her about those accounts of hers didn't she? And yes, she needed to do them and had tried...but he's the one who locked her things away from her this time.

"Sometimes humans do, say, or mention rather impressive things. They have thier moments. Then again you have to expect beings with such short life spans to have moments of brilliance for their generations." Humans were a rather interesting study in themselves that even Kieran had dabbled in a bit. Though he still preferred the drow. But his look turned to Lharika. "Of course I brought a journal. And Fianna still has things to do right now." Hey, he missed her too, especially right now. But he took his fork and plate back.

Again, he beamed. "I'll practice. I can do it." After all, he was a D'vinn. And when they said they were going to do something, they meant it. At least that was what daddy had taught him to know. But back to snarfing down food as he always did.

He merely nodded and made a noise of affirmation. No, he still didn't like Kieran too much, but he didn't try to go after him any longer either. In fact, he had gotten used to Kieran and Fianna's random drop ins over the years. "Probably, that and to snoop a bit as he usually does into everyone's business. A look down to his son...he knew he liked Kieran. "You can see him if you want."

Arthur smiled lightly at Isle as watched her, at least she was all happy now. Though he paused for a moment when a slave brought his drink, grabbing the cup he took a sip before he leaned forward in his chair a little bit as his smile grew. "Well that's good to hear, at least you're in a sort of comfortable environment." He said as he took another sip of his drink before setting the cup down on the table as he looked at her with a calm face. "I will say something when I have a good chance of speaking to him without others interfering about it..." Though it was too late because Malik decided to speak up. Sighing the elf leaned back into his chair and smiled a little. "I was going to ask Kieran if he could take me up to the surface since I heard from Isle that I can go and get my eye replaced with a crystal one."

Zykariel chose that moment to begin talking to both of them about the many things Kieran had shown them and all about the draithix and whatever other topic he could possibly come up with.

Zahara let his mindless chatter flow around her as she contemplated everything she'd learned that day especially. Sevilin had killed his two brothers and he still felt guilty over it. She finally knew what had been bothering him all of these years. It had taken her three years to cajole it out of him but she had done it. She thought no differently about him except her shock at finding out that he loved his brothers. Both of them. She tried to remember if she had ever loved her sister but couldn't come up with a time. No love between her family at all. Zykariel had gotten a good deal with Sevilin as his father, at least the kid had someone to love and take care of him. "Mmm..." she said in response to whatever Zykariel had just asked.

"Malikhai's got a bunch of draithix outside now and I know we've got Nym but he's kinda yours and Mommy has her horses but I don't really have anything," he'd been saying. "Do you think I could have a pet of my very own?"

Lharika sat there quietly, listening to the adults talk. It was amazing what you could learn just by listening. She'd caught quite a few things that way. It was disappointing to know that Fianna hadn't come. She missed her most of the time and had never fully understood why they weren't married.

"I have no idea what to do here..." He shrugged, and approached the central mirrior, investigating it for any abnormalities. THe fist thing he noticed is that the heat wvaes danced about Leaf with a perticularly alarming alure, as though beauty was irradiating from her in the form of spacial waves. He cleared his throat and tried to place all his attention on the ..., I mean mirror.


"Ahh, its because you always know where I am, and what I am up to." He chuckled and relaxed a hand on the strange dog. "Could be worse... I could have arranged for you to live with the Dwarves. Father always was a wierd one." The drow laughed lightly.


Tarathiel watched the slight bicker with some interest. The cheap shot on people not present was not missed. "Silly Aella. I can't master all styles." He leaned against Aella like he normally did, and stared off into space. "My father was a Wizard, my mother was an Archer, but neither of these careers appeal to me." Onyx's snide remark actually clicked in at this point, for Orko anyway. "Oh! I get it. Onyx-sans doesn't like how nothing is left after Orko-sans kills something. Which is why Orko-sans doesn't get to cook dinner. He'll disintegrate the food into nothingness!" Tarathiel giggled at his observation, a little airheaded today boy.