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The look that Silver gave to Aren at the moment was probably priceless. Pure shock with a little bit of what the hell for good measure.

Of course he'd heard tales of demons lurking in the night, who hadn't ? But, that guy had to be pulling his leg, right ?

"...Excuse me ?" At least he'd managed to keep his voice low enough. Somehow.

Dusts... New Life... "...So, the bottle would be... alive ?"

That sounded ridiculous.

....Yet... I was the only damn answer he'd gotten. He wasn't sure if he believed this man, but... at least he could get more information. The worst that could come out of it was that it was a prank and he'll get laughed at later. A little ridicule never killed anyone.

And... the consequences of him not listening, if this somehow was true, sounded infinitely worse. Silver managed to smooth his features down, hopefully before the waitress took notice of it, and tried to get his thoughts in a straight order.

"How am I supposed to take care of it then ?"

Quite confused on the man's expression, Aren did not say anything at first. He sat there and looked intently at his face, waiting for an answer.

The man had asked some questions and Aren just stat there calmly, trying to find a nicer way to talk to the new guardian about demons, death, killing, magic, dusts and other things that were obviously different than what humans had been lead to thinking.

"Alive, yes. And take care of it when it grows. Treat it as if it were your child." he nodded and closed his eyes, "You are one of the new guardians of life dusts. Be honored."

Aren then stood up from his seat, ready to leave. "You will know more once your bottle grows." he said fixing the white scarf on his mouth.

He looked at the guardian for the last time, and bowed to him. "I am Aren."

Aren then moved to the side and stumbled a bit upon feeling something in his body, it seemed that some dust aura was concentrated in one place-- he had to investigate that. His scarf slipped a little, making him panic a little and fix his scarf yet again, to hide his skin. He hoped the human hadn't seen anything.

And with that he bid the man farewell and went out of the door of the coffee shop, following his intuition. He would find the children life dust somewhere, somehow.


exit aren.

No answers would come from his constant wandering around. No amount of inquiries would stir up the right information.. this, Marijus realized. In turn it frustrated him more. So much so, that he had found himself slouched in a window booth at the tavern of which he called home. He didn't bother going upstairs to his appartment it wouldn't change things.

Instead he had ordered drink after drink, allowing his usual demeanor to slip that much more. This was not good, for a man who could barely hold his liquor gave up a lot of information. Thankfully, only the tavern keeper (his landlord as well), remained in the bar. With the festival taking place not many would grace these walls until much later in the evening. As such, a drunken biomedical doctor sat idly in a window booth barking at the offending object that had put him in his current state. "Aye, yae be mockin' me yae do. Nae know this, nae can see it!" He roared, the barkeeper snickered lightly from a distance. Thankfully this was not new to him and so he left his tenant to his own devices as he talked to the strange bottle sitting on the table. "THIS IS YAE FAULT!" He cursed sliding back in his seat almost threatening to spill from it altogether. "A demon yae be. Can't be nothing but a demon to be haunting mae like yae doin'. Find some strange bottle and suddenly grow attatched...what was nae thinking?" He pointed a finger at the bottle, glaring as he accused it of his current state.

"Dis be proposturous! Nae never go without solving a puzzle for so long... why cannot nae figure yae out?" He questioned but then realized that he'd already given the bottle an identity just short of a name. "Get out!" He roared as if the bottle would grow legs and leave him. "Out! And pay de bill as yae go!" And as he slurred out his last demand he dropped his head hard on the table, passing out from over comsumption of alcohol. If the bottle had any inkling of life in it, it'd probably would have been laughing histerically right about now.

"I'm Sable," said the girl, "Not just 'someone' thank you."

"I'm Krinn," said the boy.

Millie flinched at Sable's reaction, but she smiled to tell them her name."I'm Millie... It is a pleasure meeting you," she said in a polite voice. Upon hearing the boy's explaination of their journey to find the source of the stream, Tori flinched. The forest these days were becoming much more dangerous, and two children like them in a hazardous place like this didn't really fit her taste. Tori snapped the music box close. "You know what?" she said, grabbing Krinn and Sable by their hands, "We should get going to the town... They will be worried, and...It's really dangerous out here. I'm sure your parents won't be happy that you came into the forest." So with that, they were off - Tori holding their arms, almost stomping out with Millie following them a step behind. It seemed that Krinn and Sable was too stunned to comment. Millie giggled - it had been a long time ever since she had many company.

It was only a few mintues walk from the pond. The town was filled with movements; the stores were open, people were shopping, and many children were laughing around playing tag. "Now," Tori said, breathing deeply, "where would your parents be?"

Sable glared at the girl who practically drug her back to town. No fun really this one. When they arrived Krinn's "guardian" crashed into him, which was slightly amusing. Sable smiled at Mia who had her hands crossed and asked innocently "Yes?"

"What is with you?!" Mia asked seriously, totally ignoring the strangers. "You run off and worse you take someone with you?"

"Who said that I was dragging anything?" Sable defended herself, "He suggested most of the places we went!" Her eyes shimmered and she gave such a sad and defenseless look towards Mia as she finished with "I would never purposefully try to get anyone, but myself, lost!"

"Like I'd believe that." Mia turned to the lady and her daughter, "Thanks for bringing her back, I'm Mia, and this girl is staying with me." She explained to the woman and child, "Only just recently of course, so we haven't laid down any proper manners..." She bowed to them, "Thank you again." she spoke before dragging Sable home.

-Exit-

Lan had been so intent on keeping Krinn out of trouble that he had hardly realized the time. Hearing an ever so fateful ring of the bells signaling it was probably late afternoon, Lan perked up. Oh. No. "I'm....so...late!" He said, grabbing Krinns hand and turning on his heel. "Thanks again for finding Krinn!" he said as the boy protested hotly against Lans hand and swatted it. "Mia, I hope to talk to you again soon, and it was a pleasure meeting you Sable! Bye!" he said, running around a corner with Krinn rambling and loudly moaning about Lan being a worrywart. The young adult almost ran into a couple of barrels and crates on his way down the street, realizing that he would get a large complaint from Dasity once he reached the cafe. Oh how odd this day was going so far! Running as fast as his legs could carry him, Lan turned a corner and burst through the door.

Crash, thwack, BAM!

Dasity's broom collided with his head, while Krinn ran full on into the black and blond haired man, sending all three of them crashing to the ground. A typical day at the cafe, of course. Lan sighed, listening to Dasitys irritable complaints as she dragged him through the cafe, rubbing her sore rump all the while. Krinn had taken a seat next to Willow and Jeckal at the counter, rubbing his own head in irritation as they all greeted eachother. Oh well, it had been nice while it had lasted. Lan thought about the earlier events as he got to work in the kitchen, his day having only just started....

- Lan has left the building/roleplay. [ sorry its so short. D; ]