Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Becoming drawn back into the waking world by the unfamiliar voices and in Johnathan's case, the hissing like speech, Clare's twilight eyes blinked groggily from beneath a frame of blue. The one or two silver strands, sparse as they were, tucked between the blue pixie length locks,bringing out her eyes whenever the light fell across them. She might have appeared youthful at first to the young man walking towards her, but she really wasn't as young as she might have appeared.*

"Who..?"

Malazar chuckles and scratches the back of his head.

"The Brothers on my world eh? Well, in a word, they're valiant. I don't know much about their past really, only that they've been the Shield in the East for hundreds of years. The East is a a windswept plain of sand dunes, a desert that spans for thousands of miles. The Brotherhood is constantly scouring the desert, any solid rock that can be found is bored into and an Outpost is set. They bravely strike across the barren hills against the draconic warlords and assist those few caravans that still cross the sands. They move like the winds and strike like lightning, armored calvalry units descending on hostiles with the force of a bone scouring storm. They guard their secrets closely, not even the other Shields know how they can traverse the desert as fast as they do, or strike as hard with negligible warning. That is the Brotherhood on my world, a strong people for a hard land, and a valued member of the Great Wall."

Malazar gulps the rest of his drink and refills it.

"What about you, Shaavjohn? What is the Brotherhood like on your side?"

He runs the two names together fluidly, as if they were one, and even adds a slight French accent to it.

((John, IM me when you get back.))

*Glancing about she caught sight of the familiar pub, a tiny smile creeping onto her face as she turned to nod at K*
"Seems like it.."

*Looking a wee bit perplexed,the smile quirked to one side and Clare paused mid sentence.. she needed protecting, from what? When it came down to it, Clare doubted anything could be stranger then whatever had been creeping out of the gardens and pond lying ever so peacefully as a living eden outside of the Mansion. The same one, Aya had gotten pulled into. Shivering lightly, she quickly brushed the thoughts aside.*

"Clare, and why am I in need of the services of a young man to protect me?"

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At the moment the "dragon" and the man are discussing the merits of energy weapons versus large scale solid shell ballistics. Shaavjohn is using his long reptilian tongue to lap the amber liquid out of his glass in a surprisingly dog-like manner while Malazar simply takes gulps as the larger creature speaks. They seem to be diverting from the topic though, as both seem to think that fully automatic weapon fire pretty much pwns anything that feels like walking around if you put enough lead in the air.

Frankly, the whole fade in/fade out thing freaked the hell out of K, there was going to be a lot to get used to. He gulped as Clare disappeared, and just stood at a distance, watching Malazar and the creature converse.

((Goodnight Clare!))

*Shaav had been commenting about the MEC Gattling Gauss he had become quite fond of when he suddenly stopped. His nostrils flared and contracted as he took enormous whiffs at the air. A shudder ran over him and for a moment his eyes lost their intelligent sparkle.*

"Blood...I...ssssmell blood."

*With the force of the punch Shaav stumbles back slightly, caught off guard. His vision blurs for a second and he looks back up at Malazar, releasing a sort of primal growl as a reflex action, having to hold himself back from attacking the man. Several drops of blood drip down his claws and onto the ground as he slightly rubs at the injury.*

"That was either very wisssse, or very ssstupid. Knowing sssself, I sssay wissse."