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She nodded as Shaheen spoke to one of her customers. Lan wasn't going to take her from her work needlessly. But when she returned and spoke of how Lan might be convincing herself, the noble gave a shrug, feeling a little less taken back from before. "He's not the most verbal of horsemen, so if you must have an answer you may ask him. I can only assume from my observations. Not to mention, I cannot understand who would find these.." She looked around, "Halloweeners appealing. If so, something is rather broken in their brain. Soren has given no indication of such mental defects." Lan called it like she saw it.

A wayward puppy shouldn't be left to its own devices.

Iyari had made certain to keep close, lest another one of his outbursts led to something else entirely unsavory (and worse words). She was happy to see he had made it to a booth which suited their trio of War Horseman. The soldier looked to Shaheen with a nod before grabbing hold of a dagger and tossing it into the target.

She'd hit it and glanced back to Senga. Now even the smaller creatures seemed to be riling him up. "Nice to see you can still hit a target given your current... difficulties." Perhaps she shouldn't push it further than that.

"Come on Jay." She said with a smile, wrapping a gracious hand around the consolation prize. Truly the prize was just in throwing something sharp around.

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"And that," She replied, "Is something we can both agree on. Though even you must admit that they have their uses." her smirk turned into something more wicked. She already knew Shik's opinion of the students was on the very negative side. He somehow found it necessary to blame them for what happened to the isles. Shaheen did not feel quite the same way. Yes, the students were annoying and ignorant, but they could be taught, or at the very least trained to be something more useful towards their cause.

And then back to the student with the black ears. "Oh well, I see." She frowned, not having anticipated that the girl was going to give her life story. Dear horse lord! "Instincts should never be denied. And sometimes becoming a beast is not always a bad thing." Her gaze flickered once again towards Shik, who was tearing into yet another turkey leg. "I suggest you just embrace who you are."

Her attention was momentarily diverted when Mei approached once more, this time with a man who hovered over Shaheen by inches. That..didn't happen very often. She did manage to catch a lot of his words as he approached, and she was tempted to pick up a bucket of water right then and there to show just how friendly she could be. She accepted the seeds, but didn't even watch Mei's throw, just kept her golden eyes locked on the girls friend..whoever he was.

"Yes, good job, little plum." She smirked, not looking towards Mei but still sliding two tokens towards her. "Perhaps there is hope for you yet." Charming as always, Shaheen was, before she turned back to Lan once more, opened her mouth as though to say something, and then stopped, eyes widening ever so slightly.

"Oh..oh I forgot!" She ducked down and made a grab for something. "I will be back shortly." The chieftain vaulted herself out of the booth, and with a few beats of her massive wings took off into the air.

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And a few minutes later, she returned, looking quite elated.

"Again, I apologize. Where were we?" She frowned, trying to recall the conversation they had been having before she'd remembered something of utmost importance and had flown away. "Oh yes, the death gaurdian and his penchant for kissing students, whether or not he enjoys it." Her face crinkled up a little, as she was more then ready to get off of that topic now. That was yesterdays news, in the chieftains mind. Moving right along!

"I can not imagine that he could possibly find any delectation in such things." She finally decided, nodding her head as though a final decision had finally been made. "Now tell me, Lan, would you be opposed to perhaps joining me on a little fear harvesting expedition someday? Or maybe a spar, where we could test your arrows against my flying dagger?" She grinned at the other woman, awaiting her response.

Shikoba seemed to have Iyari, Jay, and Senga under control, though the chieftain was pleased to see that the warrior was happy with her bracelet. "I am glad you like it, Jay." She answered her, giving her a nod before the other woman found herself doused with water.

Good work keeping up on that dousing, Shik~

"Some uses. Few, but some. They were good distractions when we faces the hunters, though they often got in the way." They needed to simply learn that the sooner they obeyed, and understood the way of horsemen, the better. Lan didn't mind as Shaheen was busy, taking off. If anything she was glad. It detracted from the awkward conversation.

On her return- "Rather fast. I envy the wings of your clan for such things." Said the noble who took her mount whenever she could. The subject of Soren dropped, Lan's eyes lit up at the suggestion of fear harvesting. "Yes to both. I always love going out for a harvest, and a spar never hurt." Unless it was with Shikoba. "The bow and flying dagger- It will be an interesti-" A splash of water, and Lan stared at the one who'd begun to drip.

She just gave a light clap. Well done Soren. Well done.

Soren had hit the hardest target and he was not impressed with his prize. Nor was he particularly pleased by the reaction he was getting for it. The clap reached his ears first and he turned to see Lan. Finally, there she was. His gaze flickered to the War horsewoman as she put a feather in his hair.

Had she actually set up a game like this on purpose? "Man o' War," he cursed under his breath, noting the grey and golden eyes. Of course, having been around too many under the influence of insanity he recognized what that meant. Now the game made sense as well, only one truly warped up would think of something like this. At least that was what he thought at the moment. If he could have seen students getting water poured on them...maybe he would agree with her instead.

"Lan. You left the booth." Apparently Soren wished to state the obvious today.

She smiled as the feathers hit her, feeling that all too familiar rush of wanting to take her brother down into a wrestling match to see who could wrench themselves out of it first. Naturally it was all in good sport, a healthy sense of competition which the siblings found to be just as necessary as breathing. "Isn't the point of practice so you can do what is needed while ignoring distraction?" Tilting her head she looked back at Jay with a satisfied look.

"Seems what goes around is finally coming around, wouldn't you say?"

It was odd to see Senga's pelt on Jay, like a polar bear had draped itself over the petite horseman. "How very generous." She said with a bewildered tone. Unusually nice considering Senga's general attitude towards life, the universe and everything.

A second splash had swept Senga's attention and she followed his eyes to stare at the other Horseman. "Heh, well that was a quick answer to that question." The solider crossed her arms.

"I'd wager you'd get splashed again before I do, considering how you've done at other booths." There was a quick glance at a certain Conquest Horseman while she remained facing Senga. "Maybe you should take a break before something worse happens."

Aaaaah, family.

And then, soaked, Lan could not help but notice Soren's rippling muscles and she swooned like a bad romance novel heroine with the Fabio covers that air airbrushed like ********

When Soren addressed her Lan crossed her arms. "So I did. I left you and Lifen alone. You are both capable of running the booth yourselves." She looked him, soaked. "Lifen will need to clean that now." She muttered under her breath. Poor artisan was going to have her hands ever full of work.

Senga, Jay got a passing glance and a nod. So did the other one who she didn't know. It was only polite.