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"The box? Did they get it ba- Hey! How do you know my...?" But the girl had already vanished. Pouting, she stood up, rubbing her wounded shoulder. She winced at the jolt of pain that caused, but was glad to see that the bleeding had indeed stopped.

"I suppose we should head back, then..." She turned to Constantine, smirking and offering her hand.

He stared at it, wary and uncertain.

Io rolled her eyes and dropped the hand, chuckling a bit. "So paranoid! I don't bite, ya know. Hey." She crouched to level her eyes with his, poking his pale nose playfully. "You ought to speak up more, you know? I bet you've got a voice as beautiful as those eyes. Now let's try this properly: Hi! I'm Io. And you...?"

He blushed slightly, staring at her in wonder. Then, hesitantly, he responded...

"...Constantine." His voice was smooth and carefully sculpted, like wrought silver in vocal form.

"There! That wasn't so hard!" Io grinned, standing and turning to head back the way they'd come. "Now come on, let's see what the others have been up to."

The boy paused, but then, nodding to himself, followed.

((-chokes on laughter at Io's last comment~nyu XD;; ))

"Sorrysorrysorry! S'all m' fault!" Ure arranged herself into kneeling-sitting position, bowing repeatedly. "Sorrysorrysorry!"

Standing up, Ure threw a few cartwheels around, as if to test if she was all fine. Finally, she held out a hand toward the scythe-carrying boy. "I'm Ure. You?"

Kiarna, who was puffing quite a bit in the effort to catch up with the energetic Ure, glanced, confused, at Io. "What do you mean, 'is she mine'~nyu? I don't know - " Comprehension dawned on her. "Ohhh~nyu...."

Shaking Constantine's hand enthusiastically, Ure beamed back at him. "Constantine? That's a funny name," she remarked boldly. "Whatsit mean? Does it mean anything? Ne? Ne?"

Ure poked Kiarna. "Ne, ne, what'dya mean by that? Ne? And why d'ya always say nyu after everything? Eh?"

She switched her attention back to Constantine. "Hey, why do you have a giant scythe thing? It looks really cool! I wish I had an awesome weapon-thing like that!"

Kiarna gave a shaky laugh. "I'll be sure not to." She smiled nervously at Constantine. "So, I suppose your guardian is Io, then?"

"Unchanging, ne? Mine S'supposed to mean 'Jade Moon' in Chinese - but it's spelled slightly wrong," Ure said sheepishly. "Unchanging. I guess that makes sense! Constantine, unchanging..." She didn't seem to notice Constantine's unease when she mentioned his scythe, however. Instead she peered closer at it. "Although I doubt I'd b'able to even hold it an inch off the ground for five seconds. No, I need something light. And something that I can use without having to know any special info," Ure continued, laughing. "Yup, if someone gave me a scythe I'd probably decapitate everyone in the first second accidentally..."

Jumping over Constantine in a somersault, then backflipping around to his front again, she grinned. "What do you use that big ol' thing for, 'nyways?"

((-should wait, but I'm not going to because I'm a -CENSORED!!1!11!- biggrin ))

Ure stared down at the girl. Then she smiled. (As usual.) "Me? I'm funny? How'm I funny?" She hopped up and down, then stopped, pondering the girl's next comment. "I dunno. Am I?" she said cheerfully, beginning another series of cartwheels round and round.

Kiarna sighed exasperately, her own hyper nature seeming dissolved in the presence of the even more hyperactive Ure. "Yes~nyu, Ure~nyu. You're a Fable~nyu."

"What she said," Ure said grinning, stopping upside down for a quick nanosecond to point at Kiarna.

The little girl giggled, still looking rather unsure but slightly more at ease. "You are funny, 'cause you bounce 'round even more than my brothers and sisters." Her sweet voice had a slight accent, almost British, though slightly more lilting. She grinned at Ure, then at Kiarna. "Is that your mama? I'm Valentine."

Meanwhile, a small presence attached itself to Jayoku's side - not necessarily touching, more of a calming influence than anything. The smaller of the two boys - the one who looked like Valentine - gazed solemnly up at the young woman and the box with his large golden eyes. "There's lots of people here." He said softly, with the same accent. "It's kinda scary."

The little boy nodded, gripping Jayoku's hand, then offered her a shy, sweet smile in return. "I'm Alexander." He said. Touching the needle in the cuff of her sleeve, he added, "Is that a Fable kid? Mama said she was gonna find out how to get Morgan back."

Rune glanced at her two young children and smiled in relief. Alex had, predictably, found the person the most like him and attached; he could make anyone feel better, but he was very scared of large crowds and lots of upheaval. And thank the heavens, Ure had distracted Valentine long enough for the little one to get over her own fear. She'd only meant to bring Arthur, the older boy who now stood beside her and watched everything so carefully. He rarely let both his siblings out of his sight for long, unless he knew for a fact they were with his new family. With Morgan not yet returned, he'd stepped up to be their protector.

Of course, she'd summoned him and the box for other reasons. "Hey, Jay, can you bring the box over here?" She asked, pointing toward the box she'd summoned from her home. "Set them next to each other."