Welcome to Gaia! ::

(( Did Ichi miss something?? >>;; *kinda too lazy to read* ))

(( Aiya. No one's here. Meh. Ichi will be here still... SHe had an ice cream flavor called, 'Coffee offee buzz buzz buzz' Oh yes, it keeps you awake. >>; ))

(( Meh.. Raleigh has to go to school at 2 and work at 6 till 10:30ish.. -Breaks down- I hate this. ))

((*peeks in*))

((*Lurks as well.*))

Arriving from the elevator, spell book in hand she steps into the main corridor entering blindly. Making a beeline toward the lounge she pauses attempting to sense any familar mana signatures. Sensing little to nothing of the active nature she continues on her way finding a hammock. Settling down on the giant sling she bounced on it to get comfortable. Finding her niche she laid back cracking the spell book with one hand.

Her tome of the day was a refresher on temporal geisting. It was a relatively useful type of spell casting if one wanted to repeat a task over and over again with only half the effort. She had known chemists to use it to gradually mix in components into solution. She had her own ideas of how use it herself.

Having had her fill of the tome she closed it shut reclining deeply into the hammock. Staring at the ceiling she let her mind wander of events occuring in her life. She had recently reinforced the detrimental part of scrying the world. Putting aside the sad visions she had seen she wondered what the future held for her.

Because of the memories it was difficult at times to return to the Soul Fountain. She occasionly bypassed the entry way via portal to peruse her library. But the building felt cold and empty to her as of late. From the scholastic point of view, the library held a vertiable paradise satiate her need for knowledge. On the emotional side, it was dry and unfeeling.

As much as she loved her books, it would foolish and out right insane to wish for them to love her back. The result was that she had come to the annoying conculsion of how lonely she felt these days. It did not help that every time she looked about the landscape of the Orion, there was a new couple about.

Furrowing her brow she shifted in her frustration, finding the once comfortable hammock incapable of instilling comfort. Grasping her book in her hand she stared blankly at the cover as if looking for answers.

((I'll play, but I'll be damned if Gaia isn't going slower than all get out.))

Teague had heard of this new place from one of his acquaintances, "Club Orion" he had been told. It was supposed to be a place where people congregated and did a lot of battling, mostly for fun. This sort of sport interested Teague, mostly as a way of upgrading his abilities, but also to watch and learn from.

It had taken him only a few hours to find the location of the club, and now that he was here, Teague was hoping that there would be others there to interact with. He wasn't sure if there was a large clientel there or not, but he was sure he was about to find out.

Slowly the man stepped through the door. His eyes darted around as he ran a hand through his short brown hair before sticking it back in his pants pockets. He was dressed rather drably, a pair of faded black pants and a light white shirt. His quarter staff was strapped to his back by a leather cord that wrapped diagonally around his torso, and his black shoes slid softly against the floor. He wasn't much to look at, and probably wouldn't cause that much of a disturbance ... he hoped.

Teague looked around a bit, taking note of the building as he did so. His eyes darted from structure to structure within the building as he looked for anyone who might be around.