Welcome to Gaia! ::

Blue eyes peer over the top of the book for just a moment, the hint of a smile able to be seen as the book bobbed up and down with each step. "Greetings, Ryan." she began simply as she moved toward him. Keeping a place in the book with a finger tip, she looked to him with a proper smile and greeting. "How does this day treat you?"

Holding the book to her chest, she clutched it as if it were a dear teddy bear from her childhood. Nodding her head, she still smiled brightly as she replied. "Excellent news. I am well also, thank you. It has been days since we last spoke, you seemed troubled then but do not seem to have such troubles weighing on you now. With your spirits high again, I wonder what it is that makes you smile now?" she said, asking in a round about way, so he could choose to answer or not.

Eyebrows raised a bit as she heard the news. It was a bit of a shock to her that they would be with child but she was pleased also. "My goodness! Congratulations, I am sure you will be a great father. The fortunate thing for you is that you have some time now to think things through. It is alright not to know how to feel, it is such a surprise and unexpected occurrence when one is pregnant." she said brightly.

*opens the door, looks around, goes to poor himself a drink, and sits down at an empty table in the corner not saying a word*

"I am no confused. Perhaps I have misunderstood .." she said softly, following him to the bar. Seating herself beside him, she gave him full attention, still clinging to the book, hoping to understand what had happened. "How can you be a father to a child you did not seed?"

Apparently the plaque above the bar was quite accurate. Danuka had glimpsed it before the inn had grown busier and more diverse, and the growing levels of activity prompted her to quickly secure a room and a wooden cup of water before retreating to the sidelines. Danuka found an empty seat, against one of the walls and swept a hand beneath her tail, elevating it briefly to avoid sitting on the long mass of wiry hair. Then she commenced her favourite hobby - people-watching.

Nursing her drink in long fingers, Danuka observed the inn's occupants with her dark eyes, absorbing the diversity of character she spied in every corner. Figures low and ethereal, dark and light, beautiful and ugly, crossing more species in one space than she had seen in the entirety of her travels. Part of her applauded the mix; the other, darkened by experience of intolerance and ignorance, quailed. It would surely not be long before some clash erupted.

She cast a glance sideways. The sleeping creature she had bypassed to find her lovely solitary circle of seats was stirring, mumbling something in some unknown tongue. Danuka wrinkled her nose, wondering if the noise he made was what had prompted everyone to abandon this corner of the inn. Although it was early, it would probably be best to seek out the privacy of her room and rest before the continuation of her long journey - but the figure on the sofa seemed more and more disturbed.

And he was huge. Danuka daren't pass him by a second time in case she woke him up and he lashed out in surprise. She drained the last of her water, setting the cup down on the table and moving the long way around to escape the generous and tight network of empty tables and chairs she had deliberately secreted herself in, moving in the opposite direction of the sleeping figure.

Apparently not a moment too soon. Danuka had barely cleared the last chair when a striking scream erupted behind her, followed immediately by wave of dark pressure that sent her staggering forwards. The naelah narrowly avoided a full-on and dangerous tumble with an instinctive tightening of the air around her to form a makeshift barrier, which she released as soon as it seemed safer. The shredded remains of a table that had caught the fringes of the blast clattered past on her right. As Danuka recovered her senses, she cast a long look back at the creature, who was certainly no longer sleeping.

Evidently it wasn't just his sleeptalk to cause others to give him a wide berth. Danuka set her jaw before glancing away, stepping over some debris and ever-more determined to reach the safety of a room now. The other occupants of the inn seemed largely unconcerned; perhaps this was a commonplace occurrence in these parts?

The other problem with diversity, she thought grimly, was that the weird was not always quite so wonderful.

*hearing the crashes of the explosion,rook(me)rushes in to the bar alert to see if there was trouble.* ninja

* Ali got up from his seat and simply stuffed the Mac 10 down into his pants behind his back, the two clips that came with it were placed into two loops on his belt, fitting them perfectly. Taking a few steps away from the table, Ali brought down a second weapon whom he himself had created very recently. A large spiked club which not were standing with the spikes at the top poking through the floor and Ali's lower arms resting in top of the hand held area of it on top of one another. A large black bubble starting to cover him up before it withdrew into his infamous torn cape, Battle suit on for the sake of scaring potential newcomers and of course Ayla. Now he looked a lot more dangerous then when he walked around in normal clothes. As he adjusted how his arms were a bit, the loose dangling end of the chain around his left arm bashed against a spike on the club, creating a "cling" sound. The metal jaws closing and giving him the loos as if he was smiling in a utmost sinister manner.* Tell us about it then Yawg.