Welcome to Gaia! ::

Areya shot a surprised glance at Steele. A warm blush began creeping across her cheeks as she instantly pictured the scene describe by the other two. It's always the quiet ones she whispered under her breath and laughed out loud again. Taking a moment to get her laughter under control and compose herself, she watched the rest of their interaction with each other. Even though their bond passed as one presence here on the estate, she could tell they were all very unique individuals.

As they started to settle down she said timidly to the other boys "Hey guys, why don't you bring your chairs over here and sit with us so that I may hear this tale of your brother's antics." This playful banter with each other was another way Areya was getting to know their individual quarks and mannerisms. And the more she got to know them the more she respected and enjoyed their company. There were a few things about them that she found odd or was uncomfortable with but she didn't mind that either. Hell, she knew there were things about herself that the staff and residents didn't care for, but that is what made everyone who they were so there was no need to get hung up on it.

Areya sat listening to the tale the boys were giving. Each with their own version that seemed to match their own personality. She was enthralled by the way they could tell what the other was thinking and continue a sentence with out a dropped word. So this is what it must be like to have a sibling she thought. She was happy being an only child but there were times like this when she felt as if she was missing out on something special. A bond to another person that shared your life. There was one she thought but as usual the harder she tried to remember anything about him the fuzzier it got and then she would end up with a headache.

After their tale was finished and Areya had read what Steele wrote on the paper she said, "I've never been outside of the estate. So, what is a bar like? What is dipping out? Do you guys often get into fights? Is it really as violent and cruel out there as some people say?" Areya stopped and took a breath. "I'm sorry you don't have to answer those questions. It's just that since I can't leave and although I'm well educated there is a lot of the outside worlds I don't know about or am able to experience." She looked down at her toes and started to fidget a bit with embarrassment.

Areya watched as Dietrich tilted his head looking at her in a strange way. It made her feel uncomfortable to be so at a loss in knowing the world outside of the estate. Sure, she knew what beaches were, what forests were like and all the different creatures that came to the estate were like. But there were times she felt it was unfair to not be able to pass through the fog herself and see everything first hand.

Sometimes when Areya felt really frustrated with her life she would sneak into the forest behind the graveyard and climb the tallest tree should could find. There she would peer out trying to see if she could glimpse anything beyond the fog. Bust as always the fog would always be to high for her to see over, if it was even possible too.

She listened to them tell her the details of what she had asked. And gave a laugh to their description of the women in the bars. She knew of those kinds of women but didn't really know the name for them. She loved to hear when they talked of their father too. He seemed like a wise man if not a bit like his boys and getting into some kind of trouble now and then. This also made her miss her own father a bit and wonder if he was doing well in the outside world. If he planned on coming back for a visit soon, or any number of other possibilities.

But hearing them speak of him gave her an idea. She looked at all three of them in turn and asked, "Do you think that some day your father would like to take a vacation here? Do you possible think he might like the estate? Because I would like to meet him some day and hear what he has to say about you three." She smiled and tried to imagine what the father would be like between all the descriptions they had relayed to her. An Interesting man indeed, she thought.