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 The Five Phases, [Llanorte]
T'Rae
Posted: Apr 14 2012, 07:16 PM


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Where they had come from T'Rae could not ascertain, nor could she tell what kind of agreement that Kavis had struck with the Telmenai that prompted her to bring them back to her Vulcan bonded. With the Hadriel being in one of her particularly stubborn streaks T'Rae decided it would be best not to ask, cooperating with the group of young Llanlings as the date and time was decided and the materials were gathered. T'Rae was at least pleased that it did not seem to be a complex affair in the works and she had a good deal of the most important pieces, the only things missing were some slightly difficult to procure flowers, and when those were finally obtained all was well.

When the agreed upon day finally arrived the sky was somewhat patchy and there was a smell of rain on the air, though it seemed that the day would be mostly uninterrupted a fairly large gazebo was arranged for beside a large, glassy lake, and all the final touches were being laid out as the drums began to sound. A simple message of a Llanorte bonding and a tea ceremony, fairly clean cut and to the point it seemed. The Vulcan was unsurprised, Kavis had never been one for fancy flourishes or elaborate words. When the copper-toned Hadriel returned to her side T'Rae had straightened out her robes and stood at the foot of the stairs, the table beside her littered with small devices similar to the one she wore in her own ear.

As people began to arrive they would be offered one of the small things, shown how it should be applied if need be, and explained that it was a translating device for ease of communication with the young llanlings. At the top of the stairs the much less social Hadriel would gesture them back towards the tables with a polite, if not entirely friendly, Please, have a seat.

The tables themselves were arranged in a circle, five in total with a sixth head table directly across from the stairs occupied the by young Llanorte. The first table closest to the stairs was covered in a white cloth with a face of white and yellow Chrysanthemums and small sprigs of persimmon blooms, and the white teapot gives off a spicy apple scent. Clockwise is a contrasting table, with a black cloth covering it and the smell of sage coming from the dark grey pot, the center holds a vase of white lilies and the slightly pink Queen Anne's lace. Just in front of the head table is another covered in a soft, pastel green and trimmed with a vase of tall orchids and sweet pea, filled in with little narcissus blooms, the forest green teapot emits a heavy citrus aroma. Following the soft green comes a table of bright red almost harsh on the eyes, lined with brightly colored bird-of-paradise and low-hanging amaranthus, rather than a teapot this table holds a tall golden pitcher filed with ice and a light lemongrass tea. The final table is a cheerful yellow, with pale carnations and light bouvardia flowers, the creamy beige teapot does not have a particular aroma, and indeed is calmer and less robust earl grey.

At the head table stand six almost grown llanlings, all of them watching their arriving guests, though some with a far more keen attention than others.


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T'Rae
Posted: Apr 14 2012, 07:17 PM


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Black Table: Elouise
Red Table: Tracyn, Katsumi
White Table: Geoffrey
Green Table: Meliai, Professor
Yellow Table: Estrella

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Llanorte -- 6
1/1 Agrathne Male Tso -- Estrella
1/1 Xabrassen Male Xid -- Tracyn
3/3 Telmenai
- 1/1 Female Ita -- Meliai
- 2/2 Male Zharase -- T'Rae
----- Male Kaelren -- Estrella
1/1 Ildalrae Male Xhos -- Geoffrey

Balance of the Matter Telmenai
Bold #0F0F0F
There is a deep wisdom in this Telmenai’s eyes and words, and a calm aura that, while it doesn’t quite demand respect, is certainly worthy of it. A peaceful advisor of all his siblings and a masterful resolver of disputes, while he is an assertive presence, it is more out of a mutual respect than by any kind of force, people listen to him because he is wise, and even his Agrathne brother has given away to his advice at times. Though like any Telmenai it takes him time to properly warm up to outsiders he does honestly just want to see everyone at peace. Peace is achieved through balance and balance is something that this Telmenai has a deep understanding of, being more of an observer of the world than a participant he is best at seeing how all the parts function and where they have gone wrong. And when the world around him is at peace so is he, but when the world around him falls out of balance he will fairly quickly fall with it, fluctuating between phases of upset and listlessness. He is the least active of any of his siblings, and the more likely to be content on his own, in contemplation of the world around him and how everything interlocks. While he does tend to be stern his heart is in the right place and he only wants the best for both his bond and the world in general, and as he grows so will his interests, knowledgeable about many things but a master of none he will grow into a very well rounded individual.

While he is something of a giant, he at the very least a gentle giant, easily larger than most females and a challenge to many males, though he mostly lacks in any kind of temper and it is only his appearance which it is intimidating. Though his scales are a pale sandy brown beneath his coat, with streaks here and there along his body of even lighter shades, he is a well groomed Llanorte, even his coat is mostly well taken care of. The coat itself almost seems to be pitch black, with an effect similar to looking into a dark room after a day in the bright sunlight, and the longer you stare at it the more little details that your eyes start to pick up. Not so much in any kind of pattern as just slightly darker or slightly lighter spots, though what’s natural and what are past bloodstains is impossible to tell.


Growing of the Matter Xabrassen
Bold #2D4A1D
Chatty and social this Xabrassen is always excited to be around people and will jump at the chance to get to hang out with just about anyone that will listen. He’s not really picky about people, and he’s quick to offer his trust and lend an ear to listen, altruistic almost to a fault. It wouldn’t be too hard to take advantage of this guy, but he’s determined to trust in the fact that people are fundamentally good and if you just give them a chance then they won’t really let you down. Though ultimately if you do let him down he won’t really let it get to him too much, he’ll be disappointed in you for certain but he doesn’t take it personally, he’ll be patient with you, give you a second or third or even a fourth chance. He’ll bend and flow with just about anything, changes in events don’t bother him and if you show up on his doorstep then sure he’d love to go swimming with you give him just a second here. Nothing in life is permanent, and there’s always the chance for things to change or get better, nothing really ever stops growing and there’s no point in hindering it when it’s trying to. He’ll never stop encouraging his bond to get out and expand their social circle, growing themselves in the process. A larger than life individual he will almost always draw attention when he walks into a room, mostly because he’s so loud, give him enough time and he’ll get himself in with anyone. Take a little bit of care though, if by some course of events you do manage to make him angry then his temper is destructive and difficult to talk down until he has burned himself out.

Strangely tall for a low slung lizard he stands above most of his siblings, gangly in a way that he’s unlikely to grow out of. Though he is long and relatively thing, what girth he does have is made entirely of lean muscle that he takes the time and effort to maintain and strengthen. With a stamina that cannot be matched it’s difficult to keep up with him once he gets started, and it doesn’t take a whole lot to get him started. His scales are a dark brown, lined along his length with a slightly lighter shade though the pattern is almost invisible, particularly when his coat is factored into the equation. The coat is thin, short furred and sleek, and the same pale brown as the streaks that line his body. His eyes are a bright green, slightly on the pastel side, always wide and friendly without a trace of doubt or suspicion.


Prosper of the Matter Telmenai
Bold #FF0000
This guy has everything, and anything that he doesn’t have he’s pretty sure he’ll have it soon. Life is good and it only gets better for him, and nothing will ever manage to take that from him. A go-getter bundle of energy this Telmenai is the unstoppable force, once he sets his eyes on something it’s already his. He is absolutely bull-headed and cannot be swayed, persistence in its most acute form. He is hands down the most aggressive of his siblings, and the usual Telmenai suspicion and mistrust shows the strongest in him, never quite trusting anyone completely and generally sure that everyone but his closest inner circle is just trying to stop him from getting what he wants. He’s never content with what he’s doing, and simply doing nothing is absolutely out of the question. A life of quiet contemplation is not his cup of tea by any means, he’d much rather go out and impact the world than simply watch it pass him by. Dynamic and explosive he approaches everything with gusto, at least until he burns himself out on it and goes to find something else to do. He has all the ideas and enthusiasm, but he is distinctly lacking in self-discipline, and it doesn’t help that his overly aggressive and forward tendencies combined with his mistrust can tend to drive other people away. He’s quick to form opinions and once made it’s almost impossible to change, if you don’t make a good first impression chances are good you’ve already been written off.

This guy’s a little bit small, particularly when compared to some of his larger siblings, fast and low to the ground and so squirmy it would be impossible to get a hold of him if you wanted him to. He never stops moving, even when he’s staying in one spot his tail is twitching or his claws are tapping. With scales a warm and glowing red-brown color, mottled across here and there with more of a clay red coloring, it’s much more attractive than his coat, which leans more towards the grey side than the black, making the blood stains stand out. His flicking eyes are a bright red that almost seem to have an inner glow of their own, and it doesn’t take but the smallest amount of light for them to show up clearly even in the dark.


Changing of the Matter Telmenai
Bold #DED520
Slow and steady wins the race, and with infinite reserves of patience this female is the perfect teacher of that. No matter what kind of task she has set herself to it will always get done, though not always in the fastest way possible. Not for any kind of procrastination, she never stops working, quite the contrary she almost takes tasks too far, not quite realizing when the job is actually done and taking the task up to eleven. Just being done with something isn’t good enough for her; everything has to be one hundred percent completion. Oh she has big dreams and ideals, and given enough time then she’ll probably achieve all of them, just have a little patience with her she’s far from being the fastest with any given thing. Along with her infinite patience comes a certain empathy for others, a devoted willingness to set aside anything that she is doing to listen to your problems instead, and while she won’t really let it on so often she does worry about her bond and wants to do her best for them. A motherly instinct in her that wants to spread the same kind of simple stability that she feels to other people. Though she’s not always the best at remembering you asked for her attention, and sometimes her single-mindedness will put you off until she has finished whatever she was doing first. She is definitely not one to break a pattern or schedule just because something else came up, while her stability is a strong virtue to have it can make it hard to talk her into doing anything new. When she’s not busy though you can expect to find things tidied up a little though, or perhaps there would be a nice gift waiting for you when you go to bed at night, she’s not the most social but at least she’s thoughtful.

A solid very dark brown there isn’t a whole lot of variation in this girl, the smallest of all of her siblings she is also the thickest, a healthy balance of muscle and fat making her a practically immovable object when she really sets herself down. Though she looks far from being vicious or dangerous she can defend herself when she needs to, and it would only take one or two solid hits from her bulk to put someone down. It will very rarely come to this, she prefers a more quiet solitude while she goes about her work, though she would never deny company. Her pelt is a little worn, having come to her that way and she’s not the best at remembering to keep it tidy, and consequently there’s a certain amount of dirt mixed in the patchily shaded fur. What stands out most in her dark form are her bright, sunny yellow eyes, friendly and focused.


Declining of the Matter Agrathne
Bold #C5CBCD
A bold and firm leader this Agrathne is as stubborn as they come, never changing his mind and never giving in. A little bit rash and a little bit reckless he is quick to follow his simple impulses and some of his more selfish tendencies. When it comes to talking to this guy all decisions are final and there is no room for debate or discussion, rigid and unbending he never caves to anything. While he may be rash at times he is organized, and has a surprising eye for detail that you wouldn’t expect from him, and if you need impartial advice or, even better, financial advice, then this is the guy to turn to without fail. Though if you go to him for advice then you better be prepared to take it, as he’ll be quite upset with you if you don’t. When you need help it’s probably best to come to him as a last resort. While he is loud it’s not nearly in the same way as his boisterous Xabrassen brother, instead it is more of a stern and commanding tone, he expects that people will respect him and he’s not afraid to take that respect by force. So long as he’s not being actively threatened however then he’s a very reliant guy, and it’s more likely that you’ll need him before he needs you. He prides himself on being able to do on his own, in fact he prides himself in a lot of things and doesn’t tolerate a challenge. Nothing can stop him, and he certainly has never known fear, and probably never will, courageous and bold to the point that it’s just as likely to get him in trouble as it is to save him. At least his persistence and unwavering determination are admirable, and his loyalty should never be called into question.

Steel grey scales cover his large, solid body. Easily the strongest of his siblings, if not the largest he is certainly a force to be reckoned with. There is a distinct sheen to his scales that suggests just a little bit of vanity to go along with his stubborn personality, and it shows even more in how proud he is of his flawless coat. The pelt is a silver color with a well groomed shine to it, almost seeming to sparkle like the metal it is colored after, dotted sparsely with small black triangles dotted along the snout and shoulders before fading out along the his length. His eyes are a similarly toned pale grey shade, flecked with a darker and more stormy color, his expression almost permanently screwed into a warning slant, though one look at long and vicious claws should be enough to deter anyone that would think to challenge him.


Dying of the Matter Ildalrae
Bold #101C94
While many of his siblings are quiet in a contemplative way, this male is quiet in more of a forlorn way. He has a similar wisdom of the world, but instead of driving and encouraging him to be better it weighs heavily on his mind. Often times he wishes he could just let go of everything and pare it all away, and that would make him feel better. He does try to do good with the wisdom that he has but he just doesn’t quite have the energy to really do what needs to be done. Even if he had the motivation to do it he just can’t decide what course of action would be best. He fears too much that he will end up making the wrong action and so instead simply chooses not to act, though he holds some anxiety over that decision as well. When his worries aren’t at the forefront of his mind he is fairly calm and he can make for good company and intelligent conversation, though at the first sign of stern or harsh words he will clam up tight, he doesn’t like conflict and will shy away from it, willing to give in instead of argue or resist, and often times he can be easily persuaded to change his beliefs, not having the strongest sense of self-confidence. When he is feeling confident and feels like he has his feet under him about a topic though, then he becomes a force not to be trifled with. His intellect is not one that should be challenged and when he finds the motivation he can make an almost unbreakable argument. It’s a very rare occurrence, and mostly he will be flexible and soft-spoken, but it does happen.

Mostly blue-grey in color, though his scales don’t have any of the shine or polish that you would expect with that kind of shade. His appearance over all has more of a shady and dull tone, not a huge surprised considering her prefers to spend his time in the night and cold, except for his black eyes that reflect everything he sees as perfect as looking into a mirror. Both the smallest and weakest of his siblings there is no brawn to this brain, and he’s not very impressive to look at. Even the chipped fangs of his dusty white and grey coat aren’t quite long enough, and you’ll not find any scars along his brow as consequence. He realizes that he should be grateful for this, though mostly it makes him feel like he stands out from other Ildalrae.


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Elouise Parker
Posted: Apr 15 2012, 07:52 AM


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Tea! Elouise loved tea and the thought of an actual gathering devoted to the drink was exciting for the young English lady. She’d spent nearly an hour debating the proper dress with Edmund and had finally decided on a rose and purple gown with ruffles. It was simple yet elegant and Edmund said it was a lovely shade; perhaps because it closely matched his own coat. He also agreed to escort her which likely had something to do with his preference. He rather liked when they match; though the last time they’d matched, her dress had been ruined and she’d lost a slipper.

Before long the pair was on their way with Sir Tailor dipping and diving along with them, doing he very best to try and snatch the ribbon from El’s hair. After El inadvertently smacked him upside the head while trying to shoo him away, he left well enough alone…for the time being and landed on her bare shoulder, much to El’s dismay. A gryphette’s claws and talons were rather sharp after all. Reaching up, she transferred the pesky critter into her arms where he nudged the ruffle that fell over her chest with his beak. Ribbons! Ribbons, lady Merry Whazzitmas.

“Not right now! You may have a ribbon just as soon as we return home, but only if you behave.” El admonished as she cradled the Fantasy in her arms. After a moment she realized that Ribbons matched both her gown and Edmund quite nicely; funny but that hadn’t been the plan at all. Smiling, she gave the gryphette a small hug then continued to follow Edmund down the path.

Before long they reached what was obviously the tea time. There was a beautiful gazebo underneath which were several tables. It was the table next to which Miss Lieutenant was standing that Elouise approached first. She set Ribbons carefully on the ground and smiled to the woman with the strange hair. “Good afternoon Miss Lieutenant.” She greeted then set about the process of being shown how to put the strange contraption in her ear. It was far more difficult than it ought to have been but Elouise finally managed to put it into her right ear properly and smiled at T’rae.

It was about this time that she seemed to realize that there were strange lizard-like creatures in fur coats and faltered. She was having tea with lizards? For a moment she thought they might be dragons but they didn’t look anything like dragons. When one of them gestured to the tables and told her to sit in a polite tone, she hurried toward the table with the black cloth where Edmund had already gone. Carefully settling herself in a chair, she stared, rather wary, at the head table and jumped slightly when Ribbons leapt into her lap and tried to climb her torso to get a better look at what his Bonded had put in her ear. His curiosity was curtailed, however, by a nip and a tug on his tail by the Laekenois that sat at El’s side, providing comfort and insight where he could.
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Tracyn
Posted: Apr 15 2012, 01:46 PM


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Tea was an unfamiliar concept to the mandalorian, but a bonding was not.

So it was for that reason that Tracyn arrived upon the scene, her state of dress more appropriate for a casual day out on the town then a high tea. A dark red tank top was coupled with a pair of dark green cargo pants, a state of dress that was a very common thing with the mandalorian, but didn't really suit her any more as the red didn't really match well with her orange hued fur. Tracyn didn't care however, red was a color she associated with, and she wasn't about to change that just because she was not 'human' anymore - if people didn't like it then they could look else where.

She arrived just as the Hadrial asked people to take a seat at one of the tables laid out under the Gazebo, and not one to disappoint the mandalorian weaved her way through the tables toward her chosen seat. It should come as no surprise that the woman lowered herself down to sit at the table with the harsh red table cloth. Tracyn didn't even seem bothered by the harsh hue of the shade of red chosen, in fact she seemed rather comfortable sitting at the table and was slouched back in her chair with her arms crossed over her chest.

It was a pleasant enough day despite the scent of rain upon the air, and she was damned well going to enjoy herself.

The slight movement of ZOMG was the only thing that really bothered her. The brightling that had been resting against her side, was now making his way up her side to a more comfortable destination. Unfortunately his chosen path was a rather ticklish portion of her body, which caused her to wiggle in her seat and let out the occasional laugh. She tried her best to stifle the laughter, but she didn't do that good of a job and thus her laugh would periodically ring out over the sound of soft chatter.

Soon enough ZOMG made himself comfy once more, leaving the mandalorian with the hope that she hadn't made too much of a scene.


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Geoffrey A-13
Posted: Apr 15 2012, 09:13 PM


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Geoffrey!

"Damnit."

Geoffrey had been hoping he could nip out quick from the stable after seeing that his horsier specimens were taken care of — a process during which the drums had sounded — make the inside without the overly friendly and cheerful Arathli noticing him. Of course, trying to escape the literally eagle-eyed East was a foolish hope, but that hadn't stopped him from trying.

The Arathli landed on the lawn in front of Geoffrey like a meteor striking the earth, only with more energy and less danger. Unless you were Geoffrey and didn't like going along with all his enthusiasm for large events, in which case there was all the danger in the world. Sharp blue eyes met an icy one.

Ah, you're out already! Splendid! Oh, but you haven't dressed right atll, Kipp pointed out, tilting his head at Geoffrey's choice of dress. Seeing as it was a set of work clothes, jeans and a plain shirt, Geoffrey would have to agree. If he was going to a tea ceremony, this indeed be a terrible wardrobe. "I guess I'll just have to stay home, then," he muttered pointedly before attempting to walk around Kipp. The East spread a wing out, stopping him momentarily, and wrapped it around the cyborg in a friendly if distinctly steering way as he accompanied him to the house's front door. Now now, it won't be so bad, I'll go with you so you don't have to feel ignorant alone! Just get yourself cleaned up, pick something nice, and we'll be off in a jiffy.

"I don't want to go," Geoffrey emphasized a little more definitively. Kipp folded his wing back in place and gave Geoffrey a happy, knowing look. But T'Rae is there, she seems to have organized the whole thing! Come now, Geoffrey, don't be rude!

Geoffrey glared, and went in the house to switch to slacks and simple black dress shirt. And Kipp could stuff it, no matter how nice an accent color might look, Geoffrey was not wearing a tie. Geoffrey really was not a tie person. Ask his Ailoa.

At least Kipp's insistence meant Geoffrey had a quick ride. He managed to delay enough at least that he wasn't first, but he wasn't surprised that not very many people had managed to be them. Together they went up to greet T'Rae, Geoffrey because, well, obviously, and Kipp because Arathlial don't speak Llassta any better than anyone else. This one didn't anyway. Maybe he could learn some! It would make meeting more of the lizardy shinies much easier. Hello, T'Rae! Well, this is lovely isn't it? Oh, could you help me out here? the East requested, bending his head down and tilted his towards her. Geoffrey should have appreciated that at least he wasn't being bullied into helping with the translator. Should have, but didn't.

Geoffrey, ineffectually pretending he didn't know Kipp at had no association with him at all, merely waited his turn to have a translator handed to him, although he needed no lessons in it. He wasn't actually sure what he should be saying to T'Rae, seeing as it was apparently the Llanorte themselves who would be directing things, judging from the Hadriel waiting on them. He would have to wait just a moment, however, long enough for them both to get the translator in place and for Geoffrey to accept whatever greeting he assumed T'Rae would supply.

Once up the steps of gazebo and glancing around the tables, it should surprise absolutely nobody that Geoffrey made sure to avoid whatever table Kipp was heading for. As soon as the Arathli moved (naturally towards one of the already occupied tables), Geoffrey split off another way for one of the empty ones.

And a good afternoon to you! Kipp greeted Elouise while he took up a spot standing beside the table. No need to worry, he was quite comfortable with standing for a bit, chairs didn't really suit gigantic birds. It was lucky that they found a large enough of gazebo for him to stand in the nice shade of. A pleasant look was giving to each of her shinies as well. Look at the lot of you, all looking marvelous today. It'll be a pleasure to get acquainted with you, I'm sure, miss...?

Geoffrey, like we said, was having nothing doing, and had taken a much quieter seat at the foremost table covered in white cloth. Nearest the exit, and farthest from the most beings, being set roughly opposite of the head table where all the Llanlings had congregated. He gave the teapot a perfunctory and doubtful glance. Tea didn't seem any safer than alcohol, although he presumed T'Rae had made sure to the best of her abilities that it wasn't poisoned.

"I just want to go home," he grumbled to himself, though he eyed the Llanorte with distinct attention. He didn't want to be here, but if he could come out of it with the better deal, so be it. Especially since Kipp would never have left him alone once an idea was in his birdbrain anyway.

[ I Wish - Someplace I wish I could go ]


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Meliai
Posted: Apr 17 2012, 09:10 PM


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The sky looked a little gloomy on this particular day, and so Meliai grabbed the pale yellow umbrella from the corner by the door. While she didn't particular mind the rain, she was a little loathe to have it destroy her carefully coifed hair, or get her gown too wet. She had dressed simply, but when things were so simple it was easiest to notice they were out of place.

She wandered, seemingly alone, every tiny bit of wind picking up the soft blue tulle of her dress and sending it flying around her legs. The fabric draped over a darker shade of silk and the dress clung effortlessly to her body as if it had been casually thrown on to her, almost like a toga of some sort. Upon closer inspection, one would find the pale yellow coil around her neck was not mere decoration. Her shy and affectionate Risen clung there, wide eyes staring out at he world. He wasn't one to spend much time away from home, but he was bold today and the bonding seemed to promise a calm, quiet time.

The setting was breathtaking, even with the stormy skies, and Mel paused before entering the gazebo to admire it. She closed her umbrella before stepping in, and tucked it beneath her arm just in time to be handed a small device. She gave it a curious glance before following instruction on it's use. Not being one too familiar with such advanced technology she marveled at it's function.

Before her there were a series of tables. Not being directed to sit at any particular place, she descended the stairs to the room with the tables. Geoffrey sat nearby and she touch his should, smiling in greeting, but moved quickly on. She had mind to chose a table close to the Llanlings, not to mention the pastel green of the third table caught her eye. It was, after all, her favorite color. Shmee uncoiled himself from around her neck and settled into her lap, his head popping up to survey the room and table before them.

The dryad reached out to feel if the exotic blooms in the centerpiece were real. The delicate silk of their texture told her they were. It was the sweet pea, however, that she bent forward to smell. She was much more familiar with that flower and adored the scent that lived up to their name. Stroking her bonds head, she settled back again, her curious glances matching that of her Asid as she awaited what would happen next.
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Estrella
Posted: Apr 18 2012, 11:04 PM


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Don’t get out much.

“I get dragged around by all of ye critters all the time.”

I think he means with the other humanoid inhabitants of Whazzit.

“Well, there’s no arguin’ with that. Maybe if they were more fun…”

Now, how a Mink ended up as her date to a tea party was a bit beyond her, but somehow the day had gotten to this point. The wrinkly white button-up might have looked nice for the occasion if Estrella had ever heard of an iron. The dark brown pants weren’t in terrible shape, but they were bunched up a bit around her thick black boots.

“Smells funny.”

It’s probably those fun flavored drinks… The sarcasm was quite evident in his words. Somehow, the pirate knew he wasn’t talking about alcohol.

The gazebo was pretty, though Estrella wasn’t the type to appreciate it much. Still, she gave it a look-over before approaching T’Rae. The Vulcan was lucky (?) to receive a warmer greeting than most Whazzitians got from the woman. She grinned widely at the host, with a glint in her eye that said ‘I know you’re way crazier than you seem, YOU NAUGHTY GIRL!’. Idris stood silently on her shoulders, staring plainly.

Technology was something that Estrella just didn’t get. She was more like a cavewoman than anything—a cavewoman that only could understand the workings of a ship and the feel of the sea. Other than that, she likes things pretty simple and blunt. It took her a while to get the earpiece settled comfortably and she definitely almost broke it with her hook a couple times. The Ariel sniffed it half-heartedly.

Why’d you stop? The woman had halted at the top of the stairs, clearly not receiving Hadriel’s message of TAKE A SEAT. Her nose wrinkled up in the direction of the Llanlings.

“Those things…the only other time I saw ‘em, everything got really crazy, weird stuff was happenin’, and I almost got stabbed by some chick.” Estrella was the type that stuck to what she knew about certain things rather than considering the new situation. Idris, on the other hand, recognized what a laid-back setting this was.

I…think we’ll be okay. Let’s just sit down. We’ll leave if things start getting strange. With an iffy snort, the pirate slowly strolled towards the ring of tables.

“Hey Geoffrey.” She vaguely waved her hook at him, a bit jealous that he had acquired the table closest to the stairs. Whatever. She could jump the railing if need be. Moving to the right, she almost dismissed the yellow-clothed table because…it was so cheerful and…nice. But, looking around, she realized that every other table had somebody sitting there. Being the grumpy pirate that she was, she decided that none of the attendees were anyone she’d sit down and have flavored drinks with. Maybe if T’Rae had been sitting at one, but…

Plopping down at a table that, quite frankly, didn’t really suit her, she resisted the urge to kick up her feet onto the piece of furniture. She purposely faced the center so that she could keep an eye on everything going on, but whoever was sitting to her right was being really strange. Glancing over at the red table, Estrella recognized Tracyn, but had no idea why the heck she was making noises all by herself. Maybe something fun was under that table cloth of hers, if y’know what I mean. The pirate glanced under her table, hoping for the best. Nothing. With a sigh, she poked at the things sitting in front of her while Idris relaxed along her shoulders and surveyed the area.

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The Llanorte he was excited about, he'd only ever seen one and that didn't go well, but the tea party was well not exactly his speed. What did you even wear to those things. No, that wasn't his first thought, but it was one of the many that filtered through his brain. Many of his companions had attempted to help him with that but it was useless and he just settled on his normal button up, suspenders, and fancy trousers. The thick rimmed glasses added to it and when he gave himself a glance in the mirror he screwed his face up and shook his head. "Tea parties? Do I look like I belong in one of those?" The question was directed at no one specific but he received a curt laugh from Snake Bite as she ambled out of the room with a flick of her wings. The Time Lord gave her rear end a glare and laughed. "It was a reasonable question! Don't be sharp with me!" She was already bounding down the stairs and messing with Sil. That poor poor 'Daka, he wouldn't ever catch a break from the Black. Someone to play rough with was exciting, even though the 'Hound played rough with anyone she got her fangs on.

A crash sent his head down and shaking. Whatever it was wasn't broken at least or all signs of movement would have stopped. Either way though he snuck out the back or they would both want to go with him and he didn't need them destroying a Tea Party, that was far too fragile for the two of them. It was a shame really having to sneak out of his own home because they didn't ever want to leave him alone. It was appreciated but for someone so used to solitude it was doubtful he would ever get completely used to it.

When he got to the location he had to pause and take it all in. The gazebo was beautiful and the spot that it had found itself in was all too perfect, which made him suspicious, perfect was never perfect. None the less everything seemed calm and he saw many people were already in attendance when he approached. The device was taken and promptly slipped into his ear once he knew what it was for, with a tap to make sure it wouldn't fall he was moving forward again. The circle of tables made him falter. Where was he supposed to sit? Was it just wherever appealed to him. The look around told him that was his best bet and he took the time to weave through the tables and examine each one in a few seconds. They were all lovely, but one in particular called out to him, well, his nose.

The Time Lord made his way over toward the table with the green table cloth and he took a seat next to Meliai, inhaling the scent of citrus and sweet pea. "They smell lovely" He scooted his chair in and picked up the cup in front of him carefully, not to drink out of it but just to examine its delicate features. "Do you know how this works? I haven't ever been to a Tea Party and I really have no idea what I am doing." He kept his voice low and chuckled despite himself. He may have been an old man, but this was new, maybe a little too new. A hand out stretched toward the tea pot so that he could serve himself and the young woman if she would like some as well but at the last minute he thought better of it and pressed his hands flat to the table after putting his cup back in its spot.


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As Elouise came into view T’Rae kept her face as blank as possible, the woman was rather amusing and T’Rae was going to take advantage of that. Particularly the part where El called her Miss Lieutenant. "Ms." She opted to correct the woman for, being of a rather fuzzy marital status at the moment, rather than correct the woman about her name. That and a few other sarcastic remarks that were likely to go straight over the woman's head as T'Rae helped her get situated with the translating device before ushering her up the stairs to take a seat.

Tracyn was a slightly more surprising, if not unwelcome, visitor to this little party. T’Rae hadn’t at all expected that she would be among the ones to show but T’Rae wasn’t exactly going to turn her away either. Giving the woman a friendly enough greeting as she made her way over to the tables. The laughing and wiggling was given a little bit of a raised eyebrow, but T’Rae was to distracted by her next visitor to actually comment about anything.

Mostly because her next visitor was, while definitely heartening to see, just a little bit of a surprise. Partly because she had not expected that he would want to come to a tea party, and even more surprising because he had actually bothered to dress nice. While she had no doubt that some of it had to do with Kipp accompanying him she wasn't exactly going to question it. “Gladly Kipp.” She smiled at the East and, with a little finagling, managed to get it attached to the avian’s ear in such a way that it would actually be useful to him. “Afternoon Geoffrey,” She offered, hesitating a beat to debate if he would actually appreciate it or not before adding, “You look nice.” Quietly leaning in to kiss his cheek before gesturing him on with a light huff from Kavis at the top of the stairs.

Meliai, good to see you.” She smiled at the Dryad, having developed a little bit of an affinity for her here lately. More than happy to help her get the translator properly situated, and more than a little aware that she probably shouldn’t be sharing this technology, but it seemed to her since most of it was derived from the translator she had found at Christmas it couldn’t get her in too much trouble.

Estrella joining them, and the look in her eye that came with her appearance, got what could perhaps be mistaken for a wink from the Vulcan, or perhaps she just had something in her eye it was a little bit hard to tell. Either way the rough pirate was given a very careful hand with getting the earpiece into place, the last thing that T’Rae needed was to deal with bits of broken technology.

As much as she would have liked to chat just a little bit longer with the pirate, as much as the pirate seemed like a chatty type, she was moving on and T’Rae was faced with The Professor. Offering a bit of an explanation about the Universal Translator, he was after all from another planet and obviously aware of other species in the universe and thus the kind of technology that those species would have, before allowing him on into the gathering and up towards the tables.

At the head of the table the Telmenai watched keenly as everyone took their seats, the various otherwise shifting or muttering or otherwise nodding as everyone found somewhere to sit, though it wasn’t until everyone was settled that he actually cleared his throat to speak, obviously in charge despite being a lower rank then either the Xabrassen or the Agrathne beside him. Welcome. He started quietly once it seemed that everyone had settled, waiting until the conversation started to die down to continued, My siblings and I are glad that you have come, and we look forward to the chance to speak with you. As though following some kind of signal several of the other Llanorte took their leave of the head table, all but the Balance Telmenai himself.

The Agrathne was quickest on his feet, darting back towards the white table and eyeing Geoffrey carefully. Pulling himself up into the chair and tapping his talons on the table as he eyed the cyborg up and down in silence for a moment. If you don’t want to be here then why did you bother showing? He questioned finally, determined that he had gauged enough of the man to start interrogating him. Certainly not the tea, Though with clumsy talons the Agrathne was reaching for it himself. The woman bring you? Or the bird? Or the potential of the afternoon? He rattled off, taking the lid off the pot and sniffing deeply. The material, or your own will, what fires your determination? He continued without giving the cyborg a chance to really respond. Oh he had been watching the way the cyborg interacted, showing up with the Arath and T’Rae’s greeting, though more importantly the way the man had been eyeing them up there without any real examination of the rest of his surroundings.

Along with the bird joining her it seemed Elouise was also going to be joined by the quietest of the Llanlings, the Ildalrae almost silent in the way he pulled himself up on to the table, particularly in comparison to the loud and boisterous Kipp with this friendly greeting. With an almost silent hmmm as he examined the teapot and the flowers, not for the first time and likely not for the last before the whole event was over. How does one cope? He asked finally without any kind of proper greeting, turning his dark gaze back up towards the young woman and her avian companion. Do you mind? I don’t have thumbs. He gestured towards the teapot with one slight paw, wincing just slightly as the fangs poked just above his eye with the movement, not enough to draw blood but they were rather annoying at times.

With a cheerful swish in his step Meliai and the Professor would be hard pressed not to notice the cheerful Xabrassen making his way over and winding his way up into one of the chairs. Well aren't I lucky to have quite the crowd gathered over here! He exclaimed merrily, flicking his tail back and forth in greeting. Grinning between the two of them like he knew something that they didn't. Leave it to the most social of the group to make the most friends, his brother was going to owe him later. Always nice to have a little get together, share a little tea, make new friends, develop old relationships. He offered a wink to the Professor, sly man why else would you be sitting over here with this lone woman, So why did you decide to come to us? He asked, cocking his head and raising what would have been an eyebrow if lizards actually had that kind of thing.

I believe dancing is more often engaged in by two people. The Prosper Telmenai appeared from beneath the table and rose fluidly up into the chair across from the woman, a curious look on his face, though it was poorly covering something a bit more mischievous. Either way he was giving Tracyn a sharp look, though his gaze kept flicking back to the Telmenai still at the head table, and the twitch in his tail and the tap of his talons showed that he really didn't want to be sitting here. This whole ordeal certainly hadn't been his idea in any way. Unless there's something I don't know. Is there something I don't know? Please please please let there be something that he doesn't know.

Estrella, it would seem, would be alone a little while longer than the rest. The watcher of the yellow table somewhat hesitant about approaching the loud and boisterous woman that had opted to sit there, or perhaps just taking the extra time to watch her before actually approaching, the lone female being in no particular hurry about this whole thing. Eventually the Changing Telmenai weaved her way across the Gazebo to pull up a chair and get a better look at the woman that way. An interesting choice. She mused absently, staring at the woman and then at the muted yellow table and calm pot of tea, Estrella seemed just a little out of place here. Why did you make it? She asked bluntly, wondering what had drawn the woman over to this particular corner. There was no sense beating around the bush on this, this was about finding bonds not about making idle chatter.


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As much as Geoffrey was grumbling, as he glanced around he could grudgingly concede that at least it wasn't the most painful group of people to put up with, nor that there looked be any signs of dramatic danger or life-threatening injury. Which was a bit boring, there was something to be said once in a while for not having to worry about perfect wounds, like the scarring all over his face from one luckily absent jungle cat.

His opinion of the section of the population that had turned out for the event only increased as Meliai's touch. His attention over to her, offering a twitch of a smile in return before she moved on. Estrella's entrance and presence was a bit more… in his face. Meaning, she actually said a greeting to him, which to be quite honest, nobody ever gave him a greeting outside of his select trio of friends and with Gatsby gone that made it just two friends, the dryad and the Vulcan who had already made their hellos to him. Caught off guard, Geoffrey just stared blankly at Estrella as she headed for the remaining table. He's so good with the socializing thing, isn't he? Bless.

At least it had effectively diffused the clouds hanging over his head (metaphorically, it was an obnoxiously decent day for tea under a gazebo). Between Tracyn laughing over there and Estrella playing things around over there, it would've been fairly hard to stay serious and tense and grouchier than normal anyway. This was clearly not going to be a painful affair.

Finally! The head lizard spake. And this time Geoffrey actually could understand what was being said. Llassta was a double level language, something he'd learned quickly when Daxunyrr the Zanjut wasn't around to translate Shasstal or Teinhir's speech for him. The Telmenai would not be speaking long, however, nor would Geoffrey's attention have a chance to linger, quickly switching focus to the Agrathne that had scurried over. He gave the Llanor a strange look, wondering what the speed was for, but didn't comment on it. Mainly because he wasn't being given a chance to comment on anything, including the questions he was being asked.

"If you would be quiet for a minute," Geoffrey pointed out, crabby nature already making a comeback. "I'm here because Kipp wants me here. You say no to his plans sometime and see how that turns out for you." The rest of what the Llanor was babbling about didn't get any kind of answer at all. Whatever he was trying to ask, if he even was asking a question, did not make any sense to the cyborg.


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Posted: Apr 25 2012, 12:15 AM


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This experience was going to be an interesting one, if not for the Tea Party itself than for the fact that he felt out of place at the table he had perched at. His body was tense without him really meaning to do it. It wasn't because of company no, and everything looked nice, it was just weird being well into the centuries of ones life and sitting at a pretty little table with fancy written all of it. The Time Lord swallowed a lump in his throat and tried another attempt at reached for the tea pot, this time he was successful with little coaxing from his mind that he needed to take a chill pill. The pot was in mid air when the clearing of a throat pulled his attention, his brow quirked and he still his movements when he found the Telmenai at the main table and gave the male his full attention. This one seemed to be the ring leader at the moment, just from how he spoke first and foremost. Well, that and when he was finished speaking his siblings dispersed. The Telmenai however, did not move and this earned an intrigued lull of the head from the humanoid.

The weight of the tea pot finally brought him back, and he being as gentlemanly as possible turned his attention to Meliai with a soft throat clearing of his own. If it was one thing he knew it was that the lady received whatever it was first, it was only polite. "Would you like some tea?" He nudged the pot in her direction and probably would have held it all day, like the moron he felt like, if he hadn't been distracted by the Xabrassen that had suddenly popped up. That tension that he was feeling? Yeah, it eased even if it was only slight by the good mood that this male sported. The Professor was immediately pleased that the first approacher was so vibrant. It was just what he needed, so much so that in response to the positive attitude he smiled, a real one not one that was forced for politeness.

However, the smile was quickly wiped from his face and the corner of his lip twitched, matching perfectly to the slight tremor his hand demonstrated as he poured himself a cup of tea. The tea pot was put back in its original spot and he sputter though he had nothing to sputter on. Now he would not admit this to as soul but it took him a little longer than it should have for him to wrap his mind around exactly what was being said to him, but once it hit him his eyes went saucer sized and darted to Meliai and than back to the Xabrassen. He fought the urge to shake his hands and gave a flustered smirk. The smirk brought on by the wink he had received. "Oh, no...no....I think you may have the wrong impression on part of that." He managed to get out around the fact that his mouth felt dry and chalky.

Then he realized that what he had said could possibly taken as offensive to the young woman and he full out pouted before trying to find words to explain. "Not that she isn't very....lovely. Yes, there just isn't that, that you suggested at there...." Oh poor Time Lord, couldn't even say the word relationship at the time, it sounded too dirty. So, instead he fidgeted with the handle on his tea cup and blinked at the ripples it was creating in the tea. If he hadn't suspected before, this was going to be awkward, especially now that he was acting like a stuttering baby Time Lord. He was over six hundred years old for Pete's Sake and he was behaving like he was sixteen again. Shame on a serious level.

The man took a sip of his tea, oh he was just so manly today, before finally looking back at the Xabrassen. "I was interested very much so...the tea ceremony was a bonus." He was attempting to make the situation lighter for himself not offend, so he hoped his playful and light tone had succeeded and not harmed. He even chuckled and cracked a smile for effect.

[ooc; Meliai you are free to make the assumption that he poured you tea if you so choose xD That is about all he is good for at the moment.]


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Posted: Apr 28 2012, 10:54 AM


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The Professor was the first to put a stop to Meliai's quiet waiting, not that she minded at all. It was good to have a little bit of company, especially one who might be able to share her uncertainty of what was destined to happen her today. She smiled pleasantly in greeting. “Yes, they are one of my favorite flowers.” She didn't have a good way to answer his question, though. “I'm not sure... this seems like a special kind of tea party.” At least it wasn't like any tea party she had experienced. Shmee, the asid in her lap, gazed, wide eyed, up at the Professor, trying to decided whether he should speak or not, but the Telmenai at the head of the table made that decision for him.

It looked like they wouldn't have to figure this all out on their own. Meliai had never spoken to this particular species before and, being the curious sort, she was looking forward to the new experience. Not to mention the chance to make a new friend or two ( the professor included). She smiled eagerly at the speaking Llanling. She was certainly excited to get to know them all as well. And perhaps return with a new bond? The time lords nervousness was obvious, but Meliai was socially awkward herself and so tried to ignore it, afraid of making things worse.

The man beside her held the pot of tea for a few moments as he himself listened, and the dryad regretted not having something to occupy her nervous hands as well. But he recovered soon enough and offered her some. Her voice was a little quiet and shy, but grateful enough. “Yes, thank you.” Graciously, Meliai held up her cup toward the pot as he tipped some into it.

A green eyed creature joined them both at their table, his enthusiasm unmistakable. It was nice to have someone of a cheerful nature. Meliai always appreciated happiness. Her grin widened as he spoke. The risen in her lap ducked down a little bit, eyes just peering over the table at this newcomer. His tongue flicked out in curiosity, but for now his anxiety froze him.

At the suggestion that the Professor might be pursuing something with Meliai a pretty, vibrant shade of pink rose in her cheeks. Alone, the dryad could be awkward enough, but with the man beside her fumbling over his words. And even though a small smile tugged at her lips because the situation was completely ridiculous, the more he said it seemed the worse it got. First was the small sting as she wondered if she would ever be seen as more than the child she felt like, but the suggestion that she was indeed attractive only served to turn her face redder. In a feeble attempt to hide in a manner that did not involve slipping beneath the table she brought her cup up to sip at the citrusy contents.

It was very welcome when he moved on to answer the Xabrassen's question. Taking the previous subject further was likely to result in one of them dying or hiding out of embarrassment. His answer was short and sweet and Meliai would not have to wait too long to answer for herself. She cleared her throat is if trying to clear the air of the awkwardness that had just occurred, her face beginning to show signs of turning back to a more natural color. A small smile flicked across her lips as she contemplated her answer.

“Not to take words from your mouth, but you may have set it best.” She set her cup on the table and wrapped her fingers around it's warmth. “I'm here to share a little tea and make new friends, of course.”

((ummmm, so if all Proffy/Mel interactions are going to be this awkward I totally support more of them))
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Posted: Apr 28 2012, 12:09 PM


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Tracyn tilted back in the chair slightly as the Telmenai appeared from beneath the table, her amber eyes looking over the Llanorte as he rose into the chair that was opposite herself. Her was an interesting looking fellow, and seemed to be giving her a sharp look, as if expecting her to reply to his comment about dancing. She chewed upon her lower lip for a moment, and then let out a low chuckle as ZOMG shifted against her skin once more. "Am not dancing" was her eventual response, her voice shifting from high to low as she tried to control her laughter long enough to talk.

"ZOMG, my brightling, is shifting around on a particularly ticklish area of my body ... seems he finds it amussinnnnng hahahah" she broke of into laughter once more, and then lifted her top to reveal the light blue brightling that was resting upon her side. Lifting the little fellow off herself she glared at him for a moment as he wiggled his limbs at her, and then lowered him to a spot upon her shoulder where he remained for all of a few seconds before crawling down her body once more.

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Posted: Apr 28 2012, 06:15 PM


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Estrella watched with a bored expression as The Professor arrived. Being somewhat antisocial to the majority of people, she found herself hoping he wouldn’t sit with her since all the tables were taken. Not that many people would enjoy having tea with a pirate.

She sat silently, mink lying on her shoulders, as the Llanorte scattered. Her eye shifted between them suspiciously. She was ready to grab the teapot and nail one in the head if it started acting weird. At first, she thought none of them were coming to her and she was almost a little relieved. That is, until the final Llanling eventually sat with her.

Idris seemed even more uninterested than his bonded, who was actually listening to the Telmenai, even if she wasn’t particularly excited. The pirate looked a little confused for a moment. Why did she sit here? Ah, maybe this female was looking for some kind of meaningful reason. Should she make one up just for kicks? Nah, she was a little too lazy to make up creative lies for no reason, so she told the truth.

“’Cause I didn’t wanta sit with anyone else. Yellow ain’t all that bad, I s’pose. Even though I don’t really like…” She made a flailing motion towards the simple, pale flowers. “…plants.”

“What’s this stuff in ‘ere?” She pointed her hook towards the pot. “Poison?” She smirked as if she was joking, but her tone suggested that she was being completely serious. Her untrusting nature was quite clear, if nothing else.

She happened to glance away just as Tracyn was lifting up her shirt. “TRACYN, STOP TAKIN' OFF YER CLOTHES!” She shouted loud enough for everyone to hear. Okay, so maybe her obnoxious tendencies were also pretty clear.


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Posted: May 1 2012, 02:38 PM


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With Geoffrey's snapping the Agrathne clamped his jaw shut with the loud clack of his teeth, making a rebellious point that Geoffrey just might want to watch who he was snapping at, this lizard could snap back if he felt the need to. Not that it seemed that the cyborg couldn't, quite the opposite in fact and that was exactly why he made his own point. Clearly any real conversation between them was going to be a battle of sorts more than any proper conversation, and to be honest that was entirely fine by this Llanling. Similar to his Prosper brother this whole tea thing was really just not his, well, cup of tea. As for the answer itself, well that just got a laugh out of him. Man like you being bossed around by a bird like that, I'm not buying it. Not a man as grouchy and bullheaded as this. Sure the bird was boisterous and all but somehow he just didn't entirely believe that it was the bird's doing that brought Geoffrey here, there had to be something more particular that wanted him to come along. Obviously this line of questioning wasn't going to get him very far though, he'd ended up with quite the tough nut to crack, which he had to admit was also a nice surprise. So if you don't exactly want to be here then what's keeping you from leaving? There was motivation here, he refused to believe that there wasn't, and he was going to find it one way or the other. Hopefully they could do this civil and he wouldn't have to get in trouble for biting anybody.

Well, the Xabrassen may have had the largest party of humanoids (no offense Kipp) but he also certainly had the most awkward group. Not that he was complaining mind you, far from it considering he was sitting there chuckling under his breath at their feeble and desperate defense to convince him otherwise. Somehow it just wasn't working. I thinkst you do protest too much. He pointed out with another sly wink, this time at the both of them, Come now no need to be keeping any secrets from me, I can see through anything. And really who was he going to tell, just look at them flustered and shaky and trying to cover it up, if it weren't so hilariously awkward. Fortunately for them, though to the mild disgruntlement of the Xabrassen who had been terribly amused by the whole thing, they were joined a moment later by the Balance Telmenai settling himself at the table with a warning of Brother. Before looking Meliai and the Professor over with those keenly knowing eyes. It is a pleasure to have you join us, I apologize for my brothers forward assumptions. This got a little bit of a harrumph from the Xabrassen but at least he didn't interrupt, probably because of the little glare that the Telmenai gave him. Infact it seemed the head Telmenai was going to be the one taking over the conversation, at least for a moment. Interested you say, but not in the tea, then what, may I ask, interested you exactly? His gaze swept back to the Dryad and lingered for a moment before adding, And what kind of company do you keep? No doubt their answer would be deeply scrutinized by him, probably best to really think it through this time.

The Prosper Telmenai found himself, well, rather disappointed in Tracyn's perfectly reasonable answer. Well that's boring. He complained rather bluntly, dropping out of his chair and winding around to get a better look at the woman and more importantly at the Brightlings stuck on her side. Is it edible? Perhaps not quite as sarcastic as the remark could have been the way he was licking his lips as he was examining it, it was entirely unknown if he was seriously considering eating it or not. ZOMG would be spared finding out by Estrella's calling out and catching the Telmenai's attention, snapping his head back up to get a look at the pirate woman with a sly grin on his face. Would certainly liven the whole thing up a bit, wouldn't it. With a flick of his tail indicating that Tracyn should probably follow him he was winding his way over to Estrella's table, considering she seemed like the most likely to be making a scene and even he was aware that it was rude to leave Tracyn on her own.

The Changing Telmenai seemed a little bit frustrated and mildly flabbergasted with her tablemate, really why on earth would she poison the tea that she was intending to drink herself? It's tea, not poison. She clarified, doing a surprisingly spectacular job of keeping her offended tone hidden, If you're not interested in social interaction, why come to a social event? She questioned the pirate in the same mild manner, though it was clear that she wasn't going to be offering any real answers it didn't mean that she was going to give up. All it took was a little patience to get something meaningful out of the woman and then go from there, and the Telmenai had absolutely no problems with being patient. Her careful work was going to be quite abruptly interrupted, however, when Estrella was calling out towards her brother and that got maybe just a teensy bit of a groan out of her. Really could she have called out to any other table, any at all. Wasn't anything she could do about it now, Hello brother, She offered warmly, he was still family after all even if he was just a wee bit obnoxious. Hey sis what do you think about turning this into a real exciting get-together? He offered her a wink, climbing up into a chair without waiting for any kind of invitation or response, I think he- Nonsense. What do you girls say? He glanced back at them with a wide grin, There's gotta be something more exciting somewhere. The question is was anyone else willing to be up for an adventure. Judging from her disgruntled glances between her brother and two women, That's not a very good idea.


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Posted: May 1 2012, 06:01 PM


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“Tea, huh?” Her tone had hushed down a bit as she considered that maybe not every stranger-thing on Planet wanted to kill her. She lifted the top of the teapot a little and sniffed, inspecting the substance that didn’t seem very strong. “I don’t know what that is.” The tightness of her mouth suggested she was still a little skeptical. She nearly blurted out how a group of this Telmenai’s species tried to murder several humanoids (they had been possessed, though she didn’t know that), but even Estrella knew how insulting that would be. Many species in Whazzit tended to be quite proud and loyal of their kind. She had insulted enough of them to know this.

It smells…like herbs. The Mink lazily commented, stretching his nose out just a little when his bond lifted the lid.

“I don’t eat herbs.” Hadn’t she already said she didn’t like plants? That included eating them.

“I’m not interested in talkin’ to any of these folks, but that’s ‘cause I know ‘em. They aren’t much fun unless somethin’s tryin’ ta kill ‘em or ye give ‘em beer. ‘Cept fer Geoffrey. He’s kinda crazy, but he’s fun. He just doesn’t like to show it. Oh, and T’Rae. But I think she needs a little spark to get her started.” It really didn’t take much to get the pirate blabbing. She was open about her opinions and quick to make casual friends if she decided you were alright. The Telmenai really was becoming successful at getting some kind of substance from the woman, but the male Telmenai coming over might earn even more of her true colors.

Estrella perked up curiously when the male started talking like he knew of something fun. The vibe that he gave off seemed to be on the same wavelength as hers. She normally didn’t pay much attention to energy and the like, but anybody could recognize when someone else just got it.

“I’m up fer somethin’ excitin’. What are we talkin’ about ‘ere?” She leaned into the table a little more, smirking lightly.

Weren’t we just talking about taking clothes off? Idris had always admired the way his bond was always enthusiastic and usually sincere in what she said. While he struggled with earnestness and whole-heartedness, he did like feeding into the pirate’s whirlwind.

“Aye. We were. Is Tracyn givin’ this place a show?” She nudged the other woman with her elbow, perhaps a bit harder than she intended. A loud “HAR, HAR, HAR,” Was accompanied with her question. And then, suddenly, her face turned stern. “No, but really, I wouldn’t mind one.”

That tea is hot, Estrella. Don’t throw it on anyone. He wasn’t a typically responsible figure, but even the Ariel knew that his bond sometimes needed obvious reminders.

“Well then what do we wanta do?” She looked mainly at the male Telmenai, who had instigated this whole idea, but she was including everyone. She was quite excited about creating a team of mischief-makers at this point.

“Should I pull Geoffrey’s chair out from under him?” She grinned widely.


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Posted: May 3 2012, 12:07 PM


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Cope? Hmm sorry what? The East Arathli had been distracted happily bobbing his head to attune stuck in said had, and peering around the gazebo at all the other tables, amusement practically radiating off him at being here. He had been keeping an especially keen eye on Geoffrey, which is how he had missed what he assumed was leading up to the Ildalrae Llanor's question. Seeing as Elouise was being quiet, he saw no reason he shouldn't put his two cents in the conversation himself, not that Kipp knew what the conversation was. Why let that stop him?

I'd say it depends on what you're trying to cope with. The mean those feet of yours? You really shouldn't let that get you down, you know, I manage just fine. Would you like me to get that? he offered, leaning forward slightly to point his beak at the teapot while without asking a wing reached out to lightly knock the Llanling's pelt back from its face. It was all fun and games having tea until somebody got their eye put out, eh?! No need for that now!

The aforementioned keenly watched cyborg was not enjoying himself nearly so much. Possibly because he had come to the conclusion that he had a rather idiotic specimen. Shame. Teinhir and Shasstal were both intelligent. He had hoped that was a matter of course for Llanorte. Clearly, they had been exceptions.

"I'll repeat myself, since you are after all a reptile, and it's not your fault you are gifted with the tiniest of brains as a result. It's just the way of things that you're a stupid, scaly dolt." He took a careful breath. "I am here, because that big bird over there, wants me to be," he tried again, repeating it obnoxiously slowly and as dripping with condescension as he could, leaning forward slightly to see that the Llanor was paying attention to this lesson before they got started on another lesson like learning to count to thr — and then he threw himself forward across the table to try to scratch the Agrathne's eyes out.

"Kipp, someone doesn't believe you've got any balls," Geoffrey paraphrased with artistic license as he sat back in his chair, quite loudly enough that the East heard turned around to examine in the scenario in a heartbeat and then mutter a quick but polite excuse to Elouise and the Ildalrae.

The East, the colours of the sun and fire, a lord with a wingspan ten times Geoffrey's height, with the power to create tornados and practically teleport, loomed over the Agrathne.

Would you like to stop insulting myself or my bond now? he asked, voice dangerously flat for the typically chipper Arathli. And while the Llanor was not privileged enough to receive it, Geoffrey was getting his fair mental-image share of ways the East could make the lizard miserable if he didn't stop making insinuations about one or the other of them. He was by no means a bully, but he was not about to stand for someone being a punk to his bond. The Agrathne could go snigger elsewhere.

Such a shame Geoffrey was missing out on the strip show D: Furries weren't really his thing, though. Just because there was ONE exception...


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Tracyn
Posted: May 8 2012, 10:18 AM


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Tracyn threw a glare in Estrella's direction, her cold amber eyes showing her annoyance in the pirate's words as she first shouted for her to stop taking off her clothes, and the fact that she was giving quite the show. Yes, she could hear that thank you very much! And to think that the Llanorte wanted her to go over there with that woman? NO THANK YOU! She crossed her arms defiantly as she gave the group the most disapproving look that she could muster, her ears flattening back against her skull as she remained sitting at her table.

She'd never been much of a fan of Estrella's, not that she'd been a fan of any non-mandalorian, and now she could see why she didn't like the woman. She was rather annoying truth be said, and the ocelot turned her back toward the pirate so that she wouldn't have to look at her anymore. Heck she didn't even care if she was alone at that moment, nor did she really find any concern in the fact that Llanorte would likely be offended by the fact that she hadn't joined them - he was with the pirate, and she was laughing at her.

Turning her head she shot an angry look in the direction of the woman, made a rude gesture, and turned back to her table to pour herself out some tea.

There was part of her that wanted to tear off her top, throw it at the woman, and give her the 'show' she obviously wanted - but Tracyn wasn't in any mood to indulge the pirate, and it wasn't like she'd been giving a show in that manner anyway. She'd just wanted to show ZOMG to the Llanorte and now everyone thought she was some kind of stripper! Hmmmpth!


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Meliai
Posted: May 9 2012, 09:19 PM


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Meliai really wished the Xabrassen would stop with the winking and such. She didn't even know the professor and certainly couldn't imagine him having a thing for her. She couldn't even decide whether to protest or not. If she did, it might look like she was covering something up, but if she didn't then her silence might be taken as a conformation of his suspicion. This was certainly not what she had been expecting. Unsure of what else to do with her hands she took another sip of tea, shooting a look in the Professor's direction to see how he was reacting.

Luckily for the both of them the Telmenai that had first spoke made his way over to the table. Hopefully his more level headed presence would dispel some of the awkwardness. As his gaze moved to her from across the table she could only hold his scrutinizing stare for a moment or two before her own eyes moved down to her lap. At least the questions here seemed a little more appropriate for the situation.

Meliai turned inward, rolling the question over in her mind. What sort of company did she keep? She found it rather difficult to really define. One one end of the spectrum lie her most loyal bonds, Lianth, Naomh, Hesper. Other sides of her bonds included the most affectionate (a cuddly Banoi came to mind), the aloof and/or demanding (Arlea, Haliath), the downright creepy or cruel (an unfriendly requiae) and even the downright crazy (the neurotic Zinnia she cared for). On top of that she had befriended a man that struck fear or hate in a large part of the weyrd's population and displayed her own affections for a couple of the less savory characters on Planet, although some of them were of a nicer sort. There was no kind of company she kept. She kept all company that was willing.

Her answer was a little hesitant at first, but she picked up momentum as she spoke. “I... don't really have any sort I keep. We all have something to learn, and that means anyone out there could be a potential teacher.” Her Risen looked up at her, a smile on his lips, and she stroked his head. Some could even teach without saying a thing. Shmee was one of the best listeners she had in her herd of shinies.
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Katsumi
Posted: May 10 2012, 12:46 PM


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[This thread now unofficially titled: Kat has 99 problems, but tea ain't one.

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Kat wasn't expecting to show up at the tea ceremony. In fact, she wasn't expecting to leave her property at all. The demon had quietly sworn herself away to a life of hermitage, and had been doing very well, very well indeed. You see, once you hit over fifty shinies, life gets hectic. Many Whazzitians know this very well, and somehow manage to mask it. Katsumi was not quite an exception, but still enough to consider herself the 'but' to that particular rule. She had dropped off the face of Planet to deal with her growing horde of issues.

Issues #1-9: The Watch-Wher.

Kask was her first, and he was docile enough, as long as Katsumi kept him fed and stayed out of his way. The Sapphire was... A Wher. That should be explanation enough. Agnesk was her second, and was actually helpful in a sort of wild, starved vigilante fashion. Kinda like Batman with a tapeworm. And big teeth. She was constantly deeming Katsumi "in danger" and sweeping in to her "rescue", afterwards demanding the woman empty the pantry into her waiting jaws. Nnsk hardly counted as a Wher, much less as a problem, but he is guilty by association, and so, the tamed little Steel would be mentioned. Cute little guy, really. Far from 'little' anymore, but the cute still applied, if you liked the bulldog/pig-faced sort. Which Kat did.

The rest of her Whers were painful, to say the least. Especially when they escaped. Normally Katsumi was cool with just letting them be monsters, as long as they were being monsters somewhere else. At first the Hellhound ignored their obvious absence. Some peace and quiet at last. Or as peaceable as it gets when there are still 93 floating around doing various tasks all at the same time. Then a large pink lizard-like face appeared, hovering outside Kat's window. All that was really visible was a large, round, purple eye, swirling with gray and orange. Katsumi... Didn't you hear the drums? Zybreth asked, her voice tinged with worry.
The demon looked up from her book- Kat had made great progress with the whole reading thing. "Yeah? Something about a tea party?"
Well... The Whers are gone.
"I know! Isn't it great!" Katsumi grinned at the Dragon.
Normally, sure... But... Where do you think the Whers are going?
"Iono. Somewhere with food probably."
And what do tea parties usually have..? Zybreth was trying desperately to lead Kat to the correct amount of anxiety.
"Tea."
Tea and?
"...I don't know, Zybreth. Tea and what?"
Biscuits, Katsumi. Biscuits. Biscuits are food. They're heading for the tea party. You're slower than usual. And Zybreth, are you completely incapable of a straight answer? Taraquith's voice was dry and sarcastic, and Katsumi could just imagine the Sapphire sighing and rolling his eyes.
"Oh... Oh!"
Yes. Oh. Shall we fetch them?

In the time it took the pair of Dragons to explain to Katsumi what the problem was, the six Whers had made great progress heading towards the tea ceremony. The assumption was that wherever Whazzitians gathered, there would likely be food, and the Watch Whers were smart enough to notice the stream of guests.

Luckily for said guests, by the time the six Whers had located the gazebo (at this point in time, Rhosk was covered in some claw marks, clearly from a dispute over whether or not they should turn left at Albuquerque), Taraquith and Katsumi had also arrived. The six adult monsters flung themselves past the gathering, with the large, normally lazy Bronze Morpheusk smashing his side against one of the gazebo's walls, possibly more the fault of Beatrisk slapping him in the face with her forked tail. The loud crack was drowned out by the snarling made by all six beasties and the sound of dirt being torn up by sharp-clawed limbs. A small patch of flowers was absolutely decimated by Obelisk and Asterisk's team effort, and then the six were gone as quickly as they'd arrived, leaving everything else pretty much unscathed.

Katsumi sighed and leaned against Taraquith's neck. The pair had flown the entire way, and while not very high at all, it was enough to leave Katsumi a tiny bit shaken up. "I'm going to just... Stay here," she told the Sapphire, sliding off his back once he touched the ground. "You go and make sure... Just make sure they don't come back," she told him. The Dragon snorted and heading off. Walking, mind you. Because to Hell with flying. Katsumi surveyed the Wher's (actually somewhat limited) destruction with a wary eye. She headed up the steps to the gazebo and stood in front of the crowd. "I... Am sorry about that. You're welcome to complain to the monsters. Y'know. If you want," she offered with a shrug, before sinking down in a chair next to Tracyn at the red table. "I'm going to just sit here for a bit. If you don't mind."

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The Professor
Posted: May 10 2012, 03:05 PM


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After his bout of fumbling and stuttering he had fallen silent, sipping his tea and occasionally looking between Mel and the Xabrassen. There was a small hope that perhaps the Xabrassen had believed his actual truths and that the male would let it go. That was all crushed and smashed when the male spoke again. The Time Lord mouth went agape and the small bit of tea still left in his mouth made its away out the corner of his lips and down his chin. Realizing what was happening the Professor quickly swiped the back of his hand over the now moist spot on his chin. He was about to protest some more but then there was winking and he just couldn't even muster the energy or stop the heat that flared up in his cheeks. What the hell was going on with him today? He was now avoiding eye contact and tapping his fingers nervously on the side of his chair, tea cup had been put down when he started drooling. "You are seeing through the wrong something sir. We don't, aren't, what you are implying." He went for it again, a whisper this time, and he knew that wouldn't help his case but it was the truth and he had no reason to get angry with the Xabrassen.

Mel was given an apologetic doe eyed look. He didn't know this woman and this was just a wonderful way to be introduced and that didn't take into account how she could possibly be feeling about all of this. The Time Lord could have jumped for join when the awkward fest was interrupted and they were joined by another presence. This one was the male from the head table, the Telmenai. A nod was given to the Telmenai and an appreciative smile. "It's a pleasure to be here, Thank you for letting us come to your get together." He didn't really make a comment about the second half of the Telmenai statement, not to be rude or anything, he just really wanted to get off of the subject in its completion.

The Xabrassen was given a look with his little noise and the Time Lord raised his brow in curiosity. Was it no longer his turn to speak? Or did the Telmenai hold so much authority that it just commanded things? With a small shrug the Professor was looking back at the Telmenai, he was being spoken to after all. Or questioned, he owned an explanation for his interest, and that made sense. "Umm, the main attraction I suppose? I have learned bits and pieces about your and yours." He was relaxing now, and it probably showed in his posture and words. He licked his lips after taking a sip of tea, set the cup back down, and continued. "So I guess its safe to say I am insanely curious about you, and your siblings and I would like as much as you can tell me." A lopsided smirk and then he was reaching for the tea pot again. "Would anyone like some or some more?"

It was only polite to offer some right? So Mel, the Telmenai, and the Xabrassen, were all given sweeping looks. Maybe, the tea wasn't important and maybe it was just a way to keep his hands and self busy and that was very possible, highly possible in fact. But it could also have been manners. Yes, go with the second one.


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Posted: May 13 2012, 05:55 PM


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If the Ildalrae was at all offended by Elouise’s silence, if anything it seemed more like he had expected it. What he didn’t expect was Kipp’s offer to help him out and getting the pelt out of his eyes, most people just politely ignored the problem while he struggled with it. Thank you. But it seemed the East was being called away and, since he was the one actually talking, the Ildalrae might as well follow him. With the cyborg his Agrathne brother was shaking his head and making a very disappointed tsking noise. Still not getting it, not surprised it was too much to ask. Resorting to crude insults, calling for backup, overall he wasn’t nearly as strong minded as the Agrathne had thought, he was just too thick to catch on. So the Agrathne was going to find something a little more tolerable. To rash. He shook his head, examining Geoffrey and the Arathlial that had offered him a wing. You know more than they give you credit. He ruled after a moment.

Right, clearly this company was simply going to be generally unreasonable, no offense Estrella, and so long as the Balance Telmenai was moving around it seemed the Changing Telmenai was going to do the same. It was a pleasure to meet you. She offered quietly before taking her chance to make a getaway. The Prosper Telmenai watched her go with a shrug, she wanted t o be that way then she could go find somewhere less exciting to be. Clearly this table was just for the cool kids, and the cool kids apparently included him and Estrella since Tracyn had decided not to join them. Well he could work with that since the Pirate was clearly just as bored by this whole thing as he was. That was more than enough, even if his previous conversational partner wasn’t as interested in the idea as he had first thought. With the Pirate’s suggestion he flicked his eyes back towards the cyborg, he had after all paid some rudimentary attention to T’Rae’s summaries. Be a place to start, cause a scene, make a point, get out of here and find somewhere more exciting. Where he wasn’t really sure, there wasn’t actually whole lot of the weyrd he had seen much as he would insist otherwise, but hey it had to be better than this right? That was about the point that the Agrathne joined them, after all where his Prosper brother was involved there was something to be said about checking it out, and occasionally orchestrating it. What are you planning? He questioned bluntly, it was obvious he was up to something, there was no reason to be dancing around it.

Fortunately, for Meliai it seemed that something the Professor said actually got through to the Xabrassen. Alas, probably for the better. He chuckled, The both of you are awkward enough on your own! It was all good-natured ribbing of course, and from the polite smile on his face it was clear that he wasn't being malicious by any means. Still, as nice as talking to them was a quick look around proved that his brother was being a terrible host. As fortunate as I have been to speak with you, I'm afraid I will have to excuse myself for the moment. He bowed his head to Meliai and, mostly to tease him, gave the Professor another wink before darting off. The Balance Telmenai watched him go, nodding quietly, before turning his examining eye to their answers. There is always a good deal to learn. He nodded, In fact we brought you here today to learn more about you all. Your cooperation is appreciated. Though they had likely figured that out already, given the general friendly interrogation being tossed around. He was a little bit surprised by these two, coming out here to see them and specifically to learn more about the world around them. Any further questioning was interrupted by the quiet arrival of the Changing Telmenai, They are getting into something. She warned quietly before turning her attention to Meliai and the Professor with something of a smile, much better since these two actually seemed to be enjoying themselves. I would like to speak with others, if you'll excuse me. The Balance Telmenai offered quietly before making his way off, leaving them in his sisters capable hands. I would appreciate a cup. She nodded to the Professor, seemingly generally unbothered by all the moving around and whatever was about to happen. Your answers are interesting. What is it you hope to learn? She had heard some of what they had been speaking with her brother about, and she was more than a little interested to hear what else they had to say on the subject.

No sense in sitting alone at a social event. Tracyn would find that she wasn't alone for very long, the Xabrassen, My brother's a bit crass, just over-eager if you ask me. There's one in every family. He chatted friendly, trying to ease the clearly upset woman's embarrassment. He wasn't really sure what was going on but he knew this was his Prosper brother's table and he knew how his brother could be, it seemed like it would be in his best interest to try and tone the situation down before it got a bit to out of hand. Though not even good social skills could do much about the fact that a herd of whers came around and tore off a part of the gazebo. Which more or less stunned the Xabrassen into silence as he watched them run off, followed shortly by a Sapphire dragon and a hellhound, it was a bit more than he had been expecting on a day like this.

"Katsumi." The Vulcan that had, for the most part, simply been watching the whole thing with interest and being generally baffled that such a large portion of the weyrd had no idea how to have a cup of tea and conversation (she knew they weren't exactly the most civilized bunch ever but really). Still, the hellhound was provided the translator and ushered up the steps. The Xabrassen had no problem with her arrival by any means, Pleasure to meet you, lucky me I seem to be attracting quite the crowd today. You know your whers are still running off right? Just, you know, making sure. The woman didn't exactly seem to be all there near as he could tell. The Balance Telmenai however was not quite as lax about the woman showing up late and destroying bits of the gazebo he had located, though it didn't show much other than the tip of his tail lashing back and forth in irritation and a very slight edge to his voice. A little bit late are we? He made his way up to the red table, giving Katsumi a very hard stare.


[Sorry for the delay guys, I'm out of school now so with any luck the next round will be on time. Speaking of the next round will be about the 18th, and after that I plan to make bonds! Thank you all for your patience!]


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Posted: May 14 2012, 12:33 PM


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Geoffrey had crossed his arms and come sideways in his chair, making a point of ignoring the Agrathne he even started to respond. The abrasive lizard could go make erroneous assumptions and insinuations elsewhere. He even seemed offended that Geoffrey thought it was better to have the Arathli being talked about involved instead of talking behind Kipp's back. What a jerk. If all Llanorte lords were that way no wonder Hadriels and Ildalrae had such raw deals it always seemed like.

Speaking of which, Geoffrey grumbled something indistinct as the Ildalrae Kipp had been addressing came over to join them in the Agrathne's place. He wasn't feeling particularly keen about talking to any of the Llanorte now, but Kipp obviously wasn't going to be quite as turn, simply shaking his head and watching the retreating Agrathne a moment before finally addressing the Ildalrae again.

Boy couldn't even try to make amends? Oh well. His loss. The East's bright eyes peered back and forth between the Ildalrae and Geoffrey, making it clear that he felt anybody who didn't want to associate with the three of them was definitely the ones missing out. But right, right, he's a smart one, don't let his stand-offish nature fwhat--!

It wasn't often the Arathli got ruffled were cut off mid-word, but it also wasn't often a herd of Watch-whers were blitzing a gazebo either. Geoffrey ducked to a new chair as a bronze tail smashed into the railing behind him, watching the stampede with a mixture of hilarious amusement and mild exasperation that they were so unruly and untamed at their ages. Clearly, somebody had not tried the rubber ducky technique.

As quickly as they had arrived they were moving on again, though, leaving cyborg and Arathli to swap glances and then look as one at the Ildalrae to see how shaken up or not he was. If he'd scurried away to hide, after all, there was hardly any point trying to start a new conversation with him.


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Estrella
Posted: May 22 2012, 01:36 PM


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For all of Estrella’s jokes, violent actions, insults, and obnoxiousness, it was rather shocking how many people didn’t dislike her. She really did get away with a lot, probably because there were so many shinies always wreaking havoc that she passed under the radar with them even though she was intelligent enough to know better. She certainly enjoyed her hall passes, but she almost enjoyed Tracyn’s reaction just as much. Oho! She loved seeing some feistiness in humanoids! How refreshing. The pirate smirked widely at the woman, satisfaction glinting in her eye.

She wasn’t surprised to see the Changing Telmenai move on. The energy level at their table seemed to be escalating by the minute. Ironically enough, Estrella was thinking just about the same thing as her only other tablemate: this was clearly the cool table. Idris, on her shoulder, could be included in this as well, but he was always so half-hearted about things. Mischief took passion!

Estrella nodded enthusiastically to the Prosper Telmenai. Yes! That was the way to do it. If they were going to leave, they had to make a scene first. After all, what was the point of coming if she had done nothing worthwhile? Annoying people, causing laughter, or feeling self-satisfaction were all worthwhile things. One little comment to Tracyn hadn’t been enough to satisfy those needs.

Before she could properly respond to her tea-partner, a stranger Llanorte joined them. He seemed like a pretty tough guy, right off the bat. She opened her mouth to explain, right as a crashing sound interrupted her. Instinctively, she flinched and readied her hook, ready to take someone out. The mink slid off her shoulder and onto the table, ducking next to a teacup. The group of Whers were easily spotted and the woman looked a bit disappointed that they had stolen a bit of her potential thunder. Now she had to top that or what?

Idris could see Estrella’s mind churning as her eyebrows scrunched and her mouth tightened. Finally, the Ariel spoke up from his place on the table.

You’re thinking violent thoughts, aren’t you? It might be more entertaining if you made some of these people freak out, or frightened them, rather than injured them. Finally, the Familiar was interested enough to provide some worthwhile advice to her!

“Mm. Aye. Like…the types o’ jokes that go on at home.” Practical jokes, she meant. A lot of her shinies did some pretty funny stuff back at the ship. Perhaps she had to get a little more creative. “Ah! I have an idea. Alright.” She turned to the Declining Agrathne. “See, yer brother ‘ere has been helpin’ me think of somethin’ better ta do than drink this stuff.” She glared at the tea. “We want to go do somethin’ fun somewhere else, but, naturally, ye can’t leave without givin’ these people somethin’ to remember ya by, aye?”

She paused, smirking and letting the gist of things soak in for a moment. Maybe she was trying to provide a little suspense.

“Now, this place’s got stairs right? I’ve seen things like this before. It’s off the ground, so it’s hollow underneath, aye? I was thinkin’ we scare some of these peaceful…tea-drinkers a little. And then we run off. Nobody’ll catch us anyway.” She grinned, the idea becoming more appealing to her by the moment. “Who’s in? Idris, ye stay up ‘ere and guide where I’m goin’. I want the cyborg. Ye can help guide these two, if they’re in.” She raised an eyebrow at them as she rose to get out of her chair and head off to the lower, side wall of the gazebo.

“Well? Follow me.” It was up to them. If neither wanted to follow, she’d continue on her own. But, generally, the more the merrier when it came to having kindred fun. What was she planning to do once under there? Well, there weren’t many things more alarming than having something surprise you from underground, were there? This gazebo was going to be falling apart by the end of this.

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Posted: May 23 2012, 12:02 PM


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Katsumi grinned openly at the Llanorte. She did so love these little creatures. Had quite the collection these days. "They're still... Oh. Yes. Don't worry about them," she told the Xabrassen calmly, waving a hand idly in the air. "We've done this before. Unfortunately. Whers are unwieldy creatures once you get enough of them." A Telmenai approached next, and he sounded... less than thrilled. He reminded her a bit of Mosghae, to be honest. Hopefully he wasn't half as blood thirsty as the Gryphon. "Yes, sorry about that. Though I dunno if it can be called 'late' if I wasn't planning to attend in the first place..." she trailed off, musing quietly to herself on that particular train of thought. "But I digress. How are you all? And what's that in the pitcher?" she asked, tilting her head. Without waiting too long for an answer, she continued, bubbling away happily.

It was clear she didn't get out much.

"You two are nothing like Fawkes, let me tell you. He's a Telmenai too," she informed the Balance Llanor. "Scared of his own shadow. In fact, that's where I met Estrella over there." She gestured to the conspiratorial pirate. "It was... an interesting event. I somehow wound up possessed and... It's a long story." Katsumi was very able to carry on an entire conversation by herself. And she'd do so too. "It was just Fawkes for a while though. The only Llanor, anyway. He was actually one of my first shinies here, but was fairly unhelpful considering I couldn't understand a word he said," she laughed. "But I was recently found by a trio that have been immensely helpful with the poor fellow. Or at least, Kylan and Evalyz are helpful. I think Parleiz terrifies him. It's not Par's fault. He's just... more forceful than absolutely necessary."

Yep, hermitage had not been good for the Hellhound's already over-friendly nature.

"I am very sorry about your wall there, however. I'd offer to repair it myself, but I'm absolutely useless when it comes to construction. I tried to build my own house once. It fell down around my ears not long ago. Good thing too. If Jai and Carson and Thom had seen that place... I think they would've cried. Do you think Ailoa can cry? I've never seen it, but with how flamboyant Carson is, I bet he'd find a way." She suddenly realized she might be giving the potential bonds (and the silent Tracyn) a bad impression, and quickly added, "It's okay though. Cyrus helped me build a new one. He's much better at it. Familiars are pretty good at everything. Are you guys particularly good at anything?"

Katsumi's talent was clear: she was the conversational pillar. Any awkward silences would be quickly filled by the Hellhound's banter.

((Shiny Count: 20))
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