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Marc was feeling relaxed. Satiated, smug, satisfied. All these words applied to the man who had just gotten laid. Of course, it would probably apply to any man. Or any woman. Still, he was out walking, knowing that the mage he had a softness for wasn't in, and not wanting to distract him yet. Marc had some scruples, after all. And he, like any business man respected work.

The voices were hard to hear, but the figures weren't hard to spot. Especially the woman's and with a curious sense of fascination, he went towards them, a mere blip that grew bigger, and bigger and...

He frowned. He knew THAT one. The one that never seemed to be in a bad mood. And the other? Marc stared blatantly as if he had nothing better to do. And frankly, he didn't.

Which made everything alright, did it?

Thorn in the meanwhile, was out because he was nosy. Because work didn't seem that important when he owned a multi million dollar... corporation, and because, like always, he was out looking for food.

The emotional kind, of course.

And when he saw Marc? Well, he followed. Partially out of amusement, partially out of curiosity. He wanted to know if the man was out to meet their mage for some spontaneous nookie.

And if so, he wanted to interrupt. That was what he did best.

Ahneta did look very well put together; she was the sort of woman that automatically drew attention. Busty, well-dressed, thick hair and dark eyes...and she didn't seem to have that haughty arrogance around her that most women like her did.

Of course, that didn't mean she was flawless. There was something a bit...flirtaceous about her. Perhaps something even a bit too 'forward' in her behavior. Though there were many that wouldn't thing that a flaw...

Glancing up from her discussion with Dacian, she spied the two guardians - and beckoned them forward immediately. Maybe they could help solve their debate.

Dacian offered a smile to the two, before speaking up as they drew closer.

"Good afternoon!"

"I'm Ahneta. Do you two plan to send your children to a school outside the compound, or use the one that will be set up here?"

Very direct. But the coquettish smirk on her face made her seem a bit friendlier then her direct comment suggested.

When Ahneta beckoned them forward, she quicked her step to meet up with them. Ah, so this was the Ahneta that she'd heard about. But then there was Marc. At first she'd narrowed her eyes angrily at him, still not over the whole 'uniform' issue (she had thrown them in her closet in hopes of never wearing them), though quickly made it go away when Dacian smiled and Ahneta asked a question.

"Hey Dacian, long time no see," she smiled back, still a bit embarrassed at the tomato sauce stain incident. She reached out her hand to Ahneta in greeting, "I'm Remi. As for school, I was hoping to have him go to the one here."

She thought that answer was obvious. Weren't all the guardians doing the same? Apparently Marc was not. She turned when another man she'd never seen before entered the scene. Who was that? How the heck did he just come out of no where? She realized she was staring at him with a very confused expression, so she quickly smoothed it over and returned her gaze to the two mages. Maybe he was just another one of the guardians she hadn't met yet.

Marc's eyes lit up when he saw Remiyah. "Remi!" he said, nodding his head as he looked her up at down. He frowned, and then arched a brow. "I thought you'd be wearing seomthing else."

It was ambiguous, but it still came out sounded rather... well, wrong. Standing there with a quick frown, he shook his head. "Although you look very nice today."

Deadpan expression. And then, seriousness.

"And when do their powers develop? She's been going for lessons at a rather well known place right now. I've been thinking of sending her off as she gets older. From childhood? She'll be back for holidays." he frowned. "Unless there isn't enough time?
And their powers. Will they be disruptive to normal life? For her in a foreign country." he amended.

Or something.

See? He was being such a good boy, paying attention. Marc needed to reward him later.

Thorn watched Remi with interest when Marc was finished bantering with her. His gaze was just as rude as hers was, but immediatly, someone else took most of his attention.

"You've got me red handed." he said, a wry smile on his face as he got closer. Displaying his hands, his smile deepened. "What gave me away?"

She looked more entertaining than the others.

"We estimate that it...well, it will be different for each child. But they could develop anywhere from toddlers to teenagers - though the middle ground is most likely."

Blinking suddenly at Marc, Dacian frowned at him. "A foreign country? I don't believe that's something that could work...she needs to learn about her heritage, and the way we've been planning it is that those that attend other schools take classes on it either in the afternoon or weekends."

"And as for powers - well, normally we'd just be on the look out for mage-talent. But Hadrian has some concerns about that...he thinks that the energy used to bring them here will cause some more unusual talents to appear, though we don't yet know what those are."

Ahneta raised an amused eyebrow at Thorn, leaving the discussion of schooling to Dacian; he was smart, he could take care of it. She had more...interesting prospects at the moment.

"You don't look much like the other male guardians. Or the female ones for that matter, unless you're very skilled at hiding certain things," Coy, certainly. Telling the truth? Not all of it.

"So, care to share what you're doing on our compound? It isn't usually a tourist attraction...And I'm Ahneta, if you didn't catch it."

Stephan had woken up fairly early, and after a few hours of unpacking and grumping around about it, had decided to take a break. He had skipped shaving, not that he knew where any of that stuff was in the box maze, and so looked a bit scruffy dressed in cut off jean shorts and a white undershirt. So far, he hadn't found a dumpster on the complex, and the empty boxes were getting on his nerves, so he had gone to try and find one. He hadn't really been expecting to run into anyone, but when he noticed an oddly large group of people around an apparently empty building, he let curiousity get to him.

Recognizing only Remi immediately, he headed toward her, trying to catch a bit of the conversation. "Someone call for a party and I missed it?" He joked, smiling to the rest who were, for the most part, unfamiliar. The frat boy had a bit of a sunburn, only now reddening and starting to hurt, but he was hoping he didn't look entirely out of place.

"Normal mage talent is usually difficult to detect at first. The only ways it would manifest if the user was unaware of it, was if - firstly - it was being tested. In our world - at least in our empire - it was required that all children be tested at the age of 8."

Dacian wasn't certain about the other empire, but Hadrian probably knew; after all, he was from it.

"The second way was if the user felt desperate. Being panicked and desperate, they would instinctively use their powers - and usually in pretty destructive ways. Anyway, after it's been recognized, we could train them without problem."

"At that point, they won't really have the strength to do much - they gain that as they gain control and knowledge."

He wasn't really concerned about mage talents...he was used to those. He offered a friendly grin to Stephan, before introducing himself, "Dacian."

Ahneta chuckled at Thorn, and she gave him a wink that was quite friendly. "If you happen to 'visit' the third building, behind those tree's...I live on the top floor. If you happen to visit me there, I'm sure we could enjoy ourselves."

She really had no shame.