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"It means," Julian began, adjusting his glasses with one hand. "That I am supposedly very interested in talking with other people. That I am extremely social, and would wish to have a lot of friends or people to be around."

He lowered his hand, frowning deeply in Shuura's direction before turning a full blown glare onto Aphismet. He allowed the glower to settle in, making sure there was no mistaking it for a mere frown or look of distaste. "Do you think I am anything like a social butterfly, Mr. Asphismet?"

The answer to that question was very clear.

Gage simply floated for a moment, looking straight at Vyn for the duration. He kept his distance, as though he could sense the connection between the other two himself. The situation was nothing short of entirely awkward.

"She does not talk," the green Frei offered with a small shrug. His loose end whirled vigerously, and he seemed a little startled at the sound of the other male's voice. Gage had not yet met a Frei that was so articulate.

Aphismet panicked, but tried to hide it. Why was this Julian fellow glaring at him?! Aph wasn't the one who had called him a social butterfly, it was the woman! Why didn't he direct that ungodly scowl at HER? He had been about to blabber something incohenrent when the girl, Shuura, drew the attention to herself by sliding onto the bench. Grateful for something else to focus his attention on, Aphismet turned his entire body away from Julian, towards Shuura. He didn't mean to be rude, of course, but it might be considered just that.

"You look like you're sleep-walking... You got woken up?" He chuckled slightly, hoping she wouldn't take offense at HIM because her Raevan had decided to speak to his.

Aph cursed his luck of having run into these people. He did want to meet other Keepers and see how they handled their charges, but he was so darned clumsy around people... He just didn't mix well with others.

Rivener smiled. Apparently, she DID talk. Apparently, it was also a big deal. This last made him rather proud, and he instantly decided that woman or not, he would tolerate this Raevan girl. "Pleased to meet you," he purred, bowing low like in the old movies he had watched, where he had learned to speak. "Are you and Gage friends?" he asked, not wanting the green Raevan to feel left out of the conversation. Not to mention, Rivener would rather talk to the intriguing green male than to a female, even if it WAS a female he didn't dislike.

"No, I'm not sleep-walking, and yes, I got woken up," Shuura muttered in reply to the poor guy who was on the recieving end of one of Jules' infamous death glares. She threw a death glare of her own at Vyn, who ignored her completely. "Appearantly, flower-twit here wanted to go out at 1 AM in the morning, so to make a long story short....here we are." She yawned widely, then rolled her eyes at the flaming-haired guy in front of her. "Oh, puh-leez, Jules, spare me. I'm too young to be a parent, and definitely don't plan on becoming one anytime soon. As long as Vyn doesn't call me mom or whatever, and stops waking me up in the middle of the night when I've had less than 4 hours of sleep for the past 3 days, I could care less if she doesn't talk to me." She found Jules' smile to be slightly disconcerting. It was like drawing a french moustache on Da Vinci's Mona Lisa--while amusing, it just didn't belong there.

Vyn's eyes became half-lidded as she listened to the other Raeven's sultry voice. Like the flowery pink Raeven she had met at the festival, it was pleasant to listen to, but in a different kind of way. Melisande's voice was light and airy. This voice was deeper and more honey-like.

"--Oh. No. We are not. Vyn is.... I am..."

Gage's voice interrupted her thoughts. She turned to face the floating green Frei briefly, wondering what he was trying to say. When he trailed off, she decided she would complete the sentence herself.

"...the same." She finished, although her gaze was on Rivener. "We are the same."

Shuura cocked her head in Vyn's general direction, curiosity piqued in spite of herself. She'd never heard Vyn utter a word since the Matsuri, and was enchanted at the smooth velvety softness of Vyn's voice. It was lower than what one might expect of a female's voice, but alluring all the same. Vyn seemed to be getting along well enough with the two, although she didn't seem to like Roux quite as much. Every rose has it's thorn, though, just like every scorpion has it's sting, she remembered, and kept an eye out on Vyn's shadow to note any possible changes, just in case.

Out of the three, it appeared as though Julian was the most pleased and laid back. That was something quite odd in and of itself, though the mad scientist for one was not going to question it. The circumstances were strange, he was somewhat tired himself, and it had been rare as of late for anyone to catch him in a state of good humor. Death glares and all, Aphismet was recieving a rare display of leniency, what with his fear of Gage.

"There are different roles one can play," he stated suddenly, tilting his head just slightly to the side. "The parent, the guardian, the owner. Some may use them as synonyms, but they differ greatly. The truly adept attempts a combination of the three."

Gage was struck momentarily silent by Vyn's words. While her attention seemed to be on the other male Frei, he was still touched at the concept. They were nowhere near similar, but the idea that all of the Raevan were the same was enchanting. Terribly untrue, but delightful all the same.

"Vyn..." Gage murmured, gaze lowering to his very green, very odd hands. Once again, it was Rivener who jolted him out of his private thoughts. The unicorn Raevan's head lifted a little, and his eyes were on anything but the other two as he spoke. There was a dash of darker green across what could be seen of his face, and it might have very well been something like an ashamed blush. "If I touch Vyn, she is hurt. She is part plant."

What Julian had said was intriguing. Owner, Guardian, and Parent? Aphismet wondered which one he was being right now... None of the above, probably. He was being Confused Onlooker most of the time. Still, that short sentence from the mad scientist got him thinking.

Aphismet was startled at being adressed, just now that he had decided to keep his yap shut. Still, answering a simple question should be ok, as long as he didn't say more than needed.

"Erm, Rivener is made from a Rock of Night or something like that, and an old scorpion. Erm, my pet scorpion to be exact. It was kinda an accident..." He shut his mouth, realizing he was going off on a tangeant again.

Rivener watched Vyn suddenly float away as though tired of their conversation. Oh well, she was still within hearing distance, and since she was a female Riv didn't have the urge to stand TOO close. He turned to Gage and tilted his head.

"She hurts? Because she's made of plant? Is that why you were nervous with me? Don't worry, I'm not a plant." Rivener smiled fetchingly.

Oh, good. To all appearances this Aph guy didn't seem to have much more idea about Raevens than she did. In fact, if possible, he just might know even less than Shuura. Well, that was alright in her book. It would just make her look more responsible no matter how irresponsible she actually was. She grinned widely.

"Rock of Night? That sounds interesting." Not really.

"...Why are we all here again?" she decided to ask, out of sheer boredom if nothing else. She studied Vyn, who seemed to be content as anything in her little pool of darkness. Damn. Now she was even more hungry.

Vyn simply tilted her roseate-haired head towards the two male Raevens, content to just listen to their voices. She was facing the red and black Frei directly and Gage was to her left. She decided she liked the spot, and floated even closer to the ground.

"I am an intern and general manager for X labs," Julian said in the sort of monotone that suggested he had said those same words many times before in the exact same manner. His arms were crossed over his chest again, an impersonal, hard gesture. Having been the first out in the park that night, he was almost ready to head back to his apartment. There were some few hours of night left, and with every passing moment, he was one step closer to falling asleep where he sat.

Gage hesitated for what seemed a long while. It was not that he disliked "River" so much as he was unused to physical contact. His guardian was not the sort to pet or coddle, which left the green Frei somewhat awkward and wary when it came to matters of touch.

He slowly reached out his hand, just barely allowing his fingers to graze the other male's palm. "It is good?"