Lithaladhwen: *The blonde woman from the street earlier opened the door to the Ivory Horn and walked in. She approached the bar and ordered a whiskey*
SongstressEnlil: (Curate; tall lanky guy from Prandia, speaks wretched common; looks human)
SongstressEnlil: ...How is this to guide?
FFFan80: (Katherine: red-headed Ishtarian priestess, discussing her faith with another gentleman)
FFFan80: Her teachings.
Besyanteo: (Peter, mildly drunk guy, looks about 16-ish. Black hair, blue eyes, ummery green clothes)
Lithaladhwen: Tassi's shoulder bag: *twitch*
SongstressEnlil: *Nods*
NebbieQ has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: *She's still wearing the strapless shirt made, apparently, of feathers, but now has a white shirt tied around her waist.*
FFFan80: As I've said, if you're seeking solid 'proof', I'm afraid I can't give that to you.
SongstressEnlil: *Nods*
Arch mage144: *meanwhile, off in some back corner of the room, a dark-haired, winged man sips quietly at a cup of hot tea, eyes that would make a Bassett hound look cheerful clearly fixated on his drink*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Is that the young woman from earlier?
Besyanteo: *doesn't seem to notice!*
FFFan80: *shrugs* But I believe in her, and what she stands for. 
Besyanteo: (I need to go for a bit, so
Lithaladhwen: *starts to sit down at the bar, but hesitates and turns around to the corner where the man sits with his tea*
Besyanteo: *he stands* I'm gonna go pay my part of the bill, and find myself a bed for tonight. Seeya guys.
FFFan80: Alright
Lithaladhwen: ...Darin! *takes her whiskey over* 
FFFan80: *stands as well, gives hima quick hug*
SongstressEnlil: Until time of next meeting!
FFFan80: Thank you again -.- 
Besyanteo: *hgus back, trying not to breathe rum on her*
Besyanteo: Of course.
Lithaladhwen: (for great font justice)
Besyanteo: *and after that, he heads out!*
Besyanteo: (... and wow, it's late. I think I'll jsut go then. o_o Night all!)
Lithaladhwen: (Night.)
Besyanteo has left the room.
Arch mage144: *looks up from his tea* Oh...hello...Tassi.
SongstressEnlil: As saying... It is...strange to me. Devote to gods, it takes great faith. But, devote to this world, it takes little. You say teachings of gods guide you. But...*Struggles for words.*
SongstressEnlil: ...Teachings of people, they guide too.
NebbieQ has joined the room.
Lithaladhwen: *smile* You mind if I join you? 
NebbieQ: (I live!)
Lithaladhwen: (Cool!)
Arch mage144: You are...welcome to do so...if it pleases you.
Lithaladhwen: *promptly sits* Thank you for the pass to the castle.
Arch mage144: Oh...you can thank...General Silvar for that. He is...technically responsible.
NebbieQ: (Has the situation changed any, besides the new characters coming in?)
SongstressEnlil: (People are at the IH)
FFFan80: Yes, they do.
Lithaladhwen: I spoke with him briefly, actually. He seemed very...supportive of your social life.
FFFan80: ....v_v
SongstressEnlil: Then...why give devotion to something that takes so much?
FFFan80: *seems lost in thought*
Arch mage144: General Silvar has...some very...interesting ideas.
SongstressEnlil: To Ishtar that is distant, or tries to make think so.
FFFan80: IM: ...that's why?! You're throwing this all away, for some Goddess you 'think' talked to you?!
FFFan80: v_v
Arch mage144: When we were...roommates, at Gunnir...he suggested that I...spend more time with...people.
Lithaladhwen: I gathered as much. He was... interesting. He offered me his services as *counts on her fingers* a lawyer, a priest, a military leader and... briefly... as a collector of rather private magazines.
SongstressEnlil: *Interlaces his fingers*
Arch mage144: He has always been very...eccentric.
SongstressEnlil: IM: They don't have any proof, but they still do it? Why?
Arch mage144: But very...respectable...and very...reliable...
FFFan80: -_- .......
Lithaladhwen: Glad to hear it. He seemed like a very nice man. 
SongstressEnlil: Let me say different, perhaps make more simple.
FFFan80: .....Hmmm? 
SongstressEnlil: I talk to man who worships Ashura, and ask him why.
Arch mage144: He has...been very helpful.
Lithaladhwen: How so?
SongstressEnlil: He says that he owed Ashura for helping him, ah, fix life.
SongstressEnlil: I ask: "How Ashura fix life?"
SongstressEnlil: He tells me of men who worship Ashura teaching to him.
FFFan80: (Poor Daenj'r =[ )
SongstressEnlil: I say to him, "That is not Ashura, that is people teaching. They do it."
SongstressEnlil: (Indeed, he was the first :D)
FFFan80: Perhaps not directly.
FFFan80: But I assume, much like Ishtar, she taught her followers long ago, and still does when needed.
FFFan80: But I am not well versed in ashura's teachings *shrug*
NebbieQ: (I'll enter in a bit.)
SongstressEnlil: *Nods* Understanding.
Arch mage144: Well...he is the one that...discovered the truth about my...ancestry...and the Prandian government...and many other things...
FFFan80: If I may ask?
SongstressEnlil: But, to say it is Ashura, and not man who teach
SongstressEnlil: IM: What the fuck? Prandia?
SongstressEnlil: IM: I did not just hear that.
FFFan80: What d... are you ok? o_o?
Lithaladhwen: You mentioned that briefly.
SongstressEnlil: Yes?
Arch mage144: Without him, I...might never have known...
SongstressEnlil: Is fine, just odd thought.
FFFan80: *nod*
SongstressEnlil: IM: Government...
FFFan80: I'm just curious.
Arch mage144: But...I guess this is...not terribly important to you...
Lithaladhwen: *nods* It's hard, not knowing where you come from. I'm glad you had someone to help you.
FFFan80: Do you have faith in something?
Arch mage144: I...managed.
SongstressEnlil: *Nods* I believe in myself, and I believe in the ideals of Balance.
Lithaladhwen: I can see that. *sips her drink* 
FFFan80: *nod*
Arch mage144: *sips his as well--it is almost as if he has forgotten the tea*
FFFan80: It's good to have faith in yourself.
FFFan80: Without that, it's near impossible to put faith in anyone else.
Arch mage144: So...why did you...ask me to come here?
SongstressEnlil: Ideals of balance... is Prandian idea. *says Prandian a little loudly*
Lithaladhwen: Sometimes when you've been working hard, it's nice to take a break.
Arch mage144: I...did mostly come because...I recieved your message...
Arch mage144: Is there...something you need? 
Lithaladhwen: I just thought it would be nice to see you again. Like I said. You seem like you could use the opportunity to relax from time to time.
FFFan80: It sounds like a good idea to have.
FFFan80: In a way, we believe that too, we just focus on one aspect moreso.
SongstressEnlil: Is hard to say in Common.
SongstressEnlil: Nine parts.
FFFan80: I understand. *nod*
FFFan80: ?
Arch mage144: You simply...wanted to see me? I...I see.
SongstressEnlil: The first six parts, they are put together, make the last three.
Lithaladhwen: *eyebrow raise* Is that so surprising?
SongstressEnlil: First two... *Grasps for words.*
SongstressEnlil: ...
Arch mage144: Um...yes...I suppose.
SongstressEnlil: What is word for...being good. Follow law, not do mean or bad?
Lithaladhwen: Why? I told you I'd want to talk to you again. Did you not believe me?
Arch mage144: No, I...have no reason to believe you would...lie...
SongstressEnlil: And word, for...not hate, to let people do things that are different?
FFFan80: *nod*
SongstressEnlil: (Today's Lesson: PRANDIANS DON'T TALK RIGHT!)
Lithaladhwen: Then don't be surprised when I mean what I say about enjoying your company.
Arch mage144: I...I apologize.
SongstressEnlil: These are first two. When put together, there is peace. People are good. But, they are not mean to those who are different.
Lithaladhwen: For what? I'm the one who called you all the way out here just to talk to you.
Arch mage144: This is...true...
Lithaladhwen: Tassi's purse: *twitch*
SongstressEnlil: Next two ideas. One is... ah...to do a thing without stopping because it is hard.
SongstressEnlil: To not give up.
Lithaladhwen: *pulls out Pele discreetly*
Arch mage144: I believe you...brought your...badger with you. *blinks*
SongstressEnlil: The other, it is... to do something because it feels good. To enjoy things.
Lithaladhwen: *smiles and lays a finger on her lips* Sh. I'm trying to teach him to behave in public. *feeds Pele a couple of raisins from another pocket*
FFFan80: *nod*
SongstressEnlil: When they come together, the idea is...dedication! *grins at the linguistic breakthrough*
Arch mage144: I...see. He is...a very interesting creature...
SongstressEnlil: Last two... one is...ah...to think clearly. Like when putting numbers together.
SongstressEnlil: IM: I must sound like an idiot.
Lithaladhwen: He's getting better about the nipping. Sometimes he can't tell what's edible and what's Tassi. 
SongstressEnlil: The other is feelings. Like when you devote to Ishtar.
FFFan80: Faith?
SongstressEnlil: Yes, but more. Feelings, like happy and sad and hate.
SongstressEnlil: Put these together, it is Reason. To see and to understand.
Arch mage144: ...that strikes me as a...remarkably simple distinction. *grins a little*
Lithaladhwen: You would think! But he is learning. 
SongstressEnlil: This is the Nine ideas. *Nods* One is...orderly. One is not. Put together, and they make balance.
Lithaladhwen: It must be a problem with badgers. They aren't very careful about where they put their teeth.
FFFan80: Ah, I see.
FFFan80: o.o It's an intersting view of the world.
Arch mage144: If humans were so...indiscriminate...it might be considered...antisocial. But...badgers are...not human.
SongstressEnlil: It is a way of Prandia. Not all devote to it. Some do.
FFFan80: *nod*
Lithaladhwen: No. I don't think badgers need to get along with anyone for the most part. I'm making a point to teach Pele otherwise.
SongstressEnlil: IM: Okay, I need to do this, or it will kill me on the inside.
SongstressEnlil: Much pardon.
Arch mage144: I see...to change the natural instincts of a creature is...very difficult. You have...a great challenge before you.
SongstressEnlil: *Speaking in Low Prandia, toward Darin* =Excuse me, but can you understand what I am saying?=
SongstressEnlil: *Prandian
Lithaladhwen: *blink*
Arch mage144: *startled by the fact that he's being addressed by a total stranger*
Arch mage144: =Um...yes, I...I was born in Prandia...but it is not a language I use...often...=
Lithaladhwen: IM: Now that is most definitely odd. 
Lithaladhwen: *feeds Pele*
SongstressEnlil: =Oh thank the powers that be! Someone who can understand me without me having to gibber like an idiot!=
SongstressEnlil: =I'm sorry to bother you, but I had to know.=
Arch mage144: =I...would not refer to Igalan common as...gibbering...=
Arch mage144: =Some people might find that...offensive...=
FFFan80: >.> ... IM: Hmm... perhaps I should take my leave soon
SongstressEnlil: =When I do it, it is. I can hardly speak it.=
Arch mage144: =Oh...well...I suppose practice will...improve that?=
FFFan80: *gets up, scoots over next to Curate*
SongstressEnlil: =I hope so. But still... Sorry, I never expected to find one of my countrymen here. Oh, pardon me.=
SongstressEnlil: Much sorry, but...than man, he is from home.
Arch mage144: =Your...countrymen?=
FFFan80: Sorry to interrupt, but... Ah, I see. o.o
SongstressEnlil: =A Prandian.=
FFFan80: *bows to Davin* Hello sir.
Arch mage144: =Yes, I...oh...well...I see.=
Lithaladhwen: IM: Ah. All right. 
Arch mage144: *nods slowly* Hello...
FFFan80: Um, anyway... I should probably take my leave. 
SongstressEnlil: Ah. It is much boring, yes?
FFFan80: It was nice meeting you Curate. ^_^ 
FFFan80: Oh no! 
FFFan80: It's been quite interesting, and informative *nod*
FFFan80: But I'm needed at my church soon, anyway.
SongstressEnlil: *Nods*
Arch mage144: *sips his tea introvertedly*
FFFan80: Take care, I do hope we run into each other again.
Lithaladhwen: Darin? Do you know them?
FFFan80: ...hopefully without a search ^_^;
SongstressEnlil: It is the same with me. *grins* Much luck. 
Arch mage144: No...I am afraid I...do not...
FFFan80: *nods, bows politely to Davin and Tassi, and takes her leave*
SongstressEnlil: =Oh, uh...Man, I really butted into something with you, didn't I? I'm sorry.=
FFFan80: (Translation: the RP is about to collapse x.x night folks)
Lithaladhwen: *waves after Katherine*
Arch mage144: =No, it is...I understand, it is...fine...=
Lithaladhwen: (Bye!)
FFFan80: (*RP-er)
SongstressEnlil: (Question, Ducky)
Arch mage144: =I have...not been in Prandia for...many years. I left for...complicated reasons...=
Arch mage144: (Yeah?)
SongstressEnlil: (What sort of pauses are those?)
Lithaladhwen: (That is an amusing question.)
SongstressEnlil: (Like, trying to figure out what to say, or having asthema, or something else?)
FFFan80 has left the room.
Arch mage144: (He's speaking as if he isn't quite sure of himself--like if he speaks too forcefully or assertively it'll infringe upon someone else's rights.)
SongstressEnlil: (Ah)
SongstressEnlil: =...Complicated reasons, I understand. I probably will never be able to go back home myself.=
Arch mage144: (Soft in tone, as well, which is very difficult to convey in text.)
SongstressEnlil: (Quite so)
Arch mage144: (It's essentially like talking to someone very shy.)
Arch mage144: =I...see. Does that...sadden you?=
SongstressEnlil: =Kinda. I had a good life there. Hey, mind if I join you and your friend?=
Lithaladhwen: (Pele: *chomp*)
Arch mage144: =I should...ask her...first...=
Arch mage144: This gentleman...wishes to...join us...is that...acceptable?
Lithaladhwen: Oh. Of course. 
Lithaladhwen: IM: Darin seems to get along fine with him. He must be all right.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Though I'd like to be alone with Darin in some capacity. *inward sigh*
Arch mage144: Please...feel free to...be seated.
Lithaladhwen: *to their guest* Tassi Wells. Nice to meet you.
Arch mage144: I have not...properly introduced myself...Darin Prentiss.
SongstressEnlil: *Gets up, and walks over to join the pair* I am Curate. My common, it is much bad. Many sorry.
Arch mage144: *seems to be somewhat short-circuited, as he's obviously having trouble deciding whether he should speak common, Low Prandian, or repeat himself twice in both languages whenever he says something*
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry about your common.
SongstressEnlil: Many thank yous.
Lithaladhwen: I had a lovely conversation with a duck once. I don't know what language he spoke, but he said his name was Vasquez. If I could talk to him, I can talk to you. *friendly smile*
SongstressEnlil: I talk at Darin, after I hear Prandia. It is home to me.
SongstressEnlil: ...Duck?
Lithaladhwen: Yes.
SongstressEnlil: Duck is...small bird, in water?
Lithaladhwen: Yes, it is.
Arch mage144: That is...an accurate description of...a duck.
SongstressEnlil: ...This is odd country. Or you tell story with much good.
Lithaladhwen: Pele: *pokes his head out of her shoulder bag*
Arch mage144: This is...odd country.
SongstressEnlil: =Is she kidding? I can't tell.=
Arch mage144: (In stark contrast with "old country.")
Arch mage144: =I believe she is...very honest.=
SongstressEnlil: (Curate: *breaks out some red, red wine*)
Lithaladhwen: Sorry. *picks up the badger* I should have introduced Pele. 
Lithaladhwen: Vasquez actually named this little fellow.
SongstressEnlil: =Anywhere else, I might not believe that.=
Lithaladhwen: *looks between the two Prandians*
Arch mage144: *blinks*
SongstressEnlil: He is masked...cat-rat?
Lithaladhwen: Badger.
Arch mage144: =Badger.=
SongstressEnlil: Oh!
SongstressEnlil: I've not...ah...seen one before now.
Arch mage144: He is...learning manners...
SongstressEnlil: Ah. Teaching him to be good?
Lithaladhwen: I found him in the park. Darin's right. Pele has a lot of learning to do.
Lithaladhwen: Pele: *wriggles*
A Rockin SN has left the room.
SongstressEnlil: Animal is wild; much still to teach.
SongstressEnlil: *Yes, still*
Arch mage144: Yes...time will...help.
Lithaladhwen: Yes. *Pele tries to worm around and knaw on Tassi's finger* Stop that. 
Lithaladhwen: He'll figure it out.
Arch mage144: Soon he will...realize that you are...not edible.
Arch mage144: ...at least...not from an...etiquette standpoint.
Lithaladhwen: I can only hope. 
SongstressEnlil: Cover finger in something bad.
Lithaladhwen: I thought about that. 
Lithaladhwen: But I don't think I want to walk around with foul hands all day long.
Lithaladhwen: I have to deal with them too. *smile*
Arch mage144: That is...understandable.
SongstressEnlil: Well, make try with covering, then put fingers close to him. Should not take of much time.
Lithaladhwen: I may. We'll see how he does.
SongstressEnlil: *Nod* How to...try to teach Pele?
Lithaladhwen: Well, by rewarding him when he eats things that are acceptable food, and by punishing him for biting people. 
Lithaladhwen: He's very smart. Just a little contrary.
Lithaladhwen: I'm lucky Milo and Kurt don't mind.
Arch mage144: They are the...people you are staying with...correct?
Lithaladhwen: Yes. They are. I didn't realize it was common knowledge. But I help them out when experiments...backfire occasionally.
SongstressEnlil: *Nods*
SongstressEnlil: Is good place?
Lithaladhwen: Yes. Although I can't safely touch much of anything.
Arch mage144: ...General Silvar...mentioned it...*blinks*
Arch mage144: I am...not sure how he knew...he did not find out...from you?
SongstressEnlil: ...Is less good to hear this.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know how he knew either. Maybe he heard it from someone. I'm sure someone else knew.
SongstressEnlil: I stay at place, in...broken part of town. Not much money, but people are good.
Lithaladhwen: I see.
Arch mage144: General Silvar...knows very...strange things...and has very...interesting ways of...acquiring information.
SongstressEnlil: IM: That sounds far too much like the Academy of Light...
Lithaladhwen: Does he now? That's all right. Part of his job, I imagine.
Arch mage144: (I actually have art of Darin handy now, woo)
Arch mage144: (Why didn't I link that earlier o.O)
Lithaladhwen: (Because you're daft.)
Arch mage144: (It could be argued)
SongstressEnlil: (You can tell from that expression, he just found a groundhog on that hill)
SongstressEnlil: (It was delicious)
Arch mage144: (At least we won't have four more weeks of winter in Igala now)
SongstressEnlil: (Frost Dragons: *Cry*)
Arch mage144: Well...yes, as I understand it...sometimes it requires him to...pry a little.
SongstressEnlil: =Pry?=
Lithaladhwen: *laughs* Well, that's all right. I don't mind. 
Arch mage144: =Pry.=
SongstressEnlil: =Right. I wasn't sure if I got it or not. ...He's not connected to the Academy of Light, is he?=
Arch mage144: =No...General Silvar has...no connection to...Prandian institutions.=
SongstressEnlil: *Nods*
SongstressEnlil: IM: Thank the powers for that.
Arch mage144: =He is...Doman in origin...and Doman in jurisdiction.=
SongstressEnlil: *Nods some more*
Lithaladhwen: I am curious, though. I wonder what else he knows about me. I can't help but wonder.
Lithaladhwen: I didn't realize anyone was interested.... *laughs*
SongstressEnlil: =It's getting late, I better go. Could you tell your friend for me in something that doesn't sound like a chocobo tramped on it?=
Arch mage144: It seems our...company must be leaving...the hour is...late.
SongstressEnlil: =Before I do, an honest question. The Academy of Light...they got to you, didn't them?=
SongstressEnlil: *they
TheWaiChibiAngel: (OH YEAH?!)
Arch mage144: =I...no. I left because of...some issues with...the military.=
Lithaladhwen: *sips her dink some more* It was lovely meeting you.
SongstressEnlil: =Right... My mistake.=
SongstressEnlil: IM: Oh crap.
SongstressEnlil: IM: Well, I gave that away.
Arch mage144: =You are...not completely informed...it is not as though...I can blame you for not knowing.=
Arch mage144: *realizes suddenly that his drink is empty and stares blankly at the leaves in the bottom of his cup for a moment*
SongstressEnlil: =Sounds like we're both running from something. We'll leave it at that for now, eh?=
Arch mage144: =That might be...prudent...=
Arch mage144: =Perhaps we can...discuss it...another time...=
SongstressEnlil: *Stands, and bows politely* It is good to meet you, also.
SongstressEnlil: (What?)
Arch mage144: And...you as well.
SongstressEnlil: = Quite so. Until then=
Lithaladhwen: (What?)
SongstressEnlil: (Did either of you get that?)
Arch mage144: (Get what?)
SongstressEnlil: (OnlineHost: Unknown =Q command.)
Arch mage144: (No)
SongstressEnlil: (Wyrd)
Lithaladhwen: (nope.)
Arch mage144: (How norse!)
SongstressEnlil: *Makes his way out.* Until the next time we are crossing of paths!
SongstressEnlil: *Exits*
Arch mage144: *appears to be debating ordering another tea*
SongstressEnlil: ("Wyrd is reserved for situations where Weird is insufficient" -A discworld novel)
Lithaladhwen: *finishes her whiskey*
Lithaladhwen: Darin, do you need a refill?
Arch mage144: Oh, yes...it seems so.
Lithaladhwen: Well, so do I. Why don't I grab you another tea and be right back?
Arch mage144: You...there is no need for you to...do that...
NebbieQ has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: It's not a problem at all. 
Lithaladhwen: *reaches for his cup* 
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Arch mage144 has joined the room.
Arch mage144: ...thank you...
Lithaladhwen: I'll just be a moment. *goes to get a refill for each of them.*
Arch mage144: *stares at the table blankly*
Lithaladhwen: *returns with whiskey and tea... separate containers of course*
Lithaladhwen: *She isn't trying to liquor him up after all*
Lithaladhwen: Here you are.
Arch mage144: ...thank you...
Arch mage144: *sips at his tea* 
Lithaladhwen: Pele: *burrows into her bag and curls up inside*
TheWaiChibiAngel: (OH YEAH?!)
Arch mage144: It is...uncommon...to encounter other Prandians here...
Lithaladhwen: *sips her glass of Rivan alcohol*
Arch mage144: That was...somewhat strange, to be called...his countryman...
Lithaladhwen: Was it?
Arch mage144: I am...not exactly loyal to Prandia.
Arch mage144: I do not have...national pride.
Lithaladhwen: Ah. 
Lithaladhwen: But speaking to you seemed to make him feel better. And he doesn't seem to be on any better terms with Prandia than you are.
Arch mage144: So it...appears...which is...somewhat comforting...
Arch mage144: I was...concerned about...reviving old problems...
Lithaladhwen: *tilts her head curiously*
Lithaladhwen: Just by meeting a Prandian?
Arch mage144: The Prandians agreed to...abandon their attempts at retrieving me. But Prandia still...makes me slightly uncomfortable.
Arch mage144: I have not...spoken that language in years...
Lithaladhwen: Hm. I see.
Lithaladhwen: I didn't leave Riva on the best of terms, but it's hardly accurate to say that they're after me.
Lithaladhwen: I just don't think some of them like me very much. *smile*
Arch mage144: Did they...force you to hurt any of them?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, no. I just... didn't fit in, we'll say. It's nowhere near what the Prandians have done. But I can certainly understand why you wouldn't want to be associated with them.
Lithaladhwen: Quite frankly, it makes me not want to, either.
Arch mage144: I...am not sure why you would...feel that way on my behalf.
Lithaladhwen: *soft sigh* Because, Darin. I don't like the idea that anyone might mean you harm. I don't think that's unreasonable.
Arch mage144: I am...still getting used to the idea.
Arch mage144: You show...unprecedented concern for me...
Lithaladhwen: Well, maybe I'm an odd woman. People have thought so since I was an infant.
Lithaladhwen: If showing concern for you is odd, then I'd consider it a complement.
Arch mage144: ...I understand.
Lithaladhwen: Do you? 
Lithaladhwen: I have doubts.
Arch mage144: I am still...attempting to completely understand.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I hope that I can help you with that. Because it saddens me that you feel as if people aren't affected by you.
Arch mage144: *sips at his tea, as if trying to fill a hole in the conversation*
Arch mage144: I...well...apologize. I am...not good at...making conversation.
Lithaladhwen: (was booted)
Lithaladhwen: (haven't seen anything since 'who's going to stop us')
Arch mage144: I...well...apologize. I am...not good at...making conversation.
Arch mage144: It is...not something I...practice often.

Lithaladhwen: *nods* Well, there's nothing wrong with that.
Lithaladhwen: (because apparently AIM stopped me)
Arch mage144: General...General Silvar would...potentially disagree.
Lithaladhwen: Well, he's welcome to do so.
Arch mage144: He...is, yes...
Lithaladhwen: I happen to think that if you want to talk to someone, you should. But it's not always necessary.
Arch mage144: I...believe that...I agree...
Lithaladhwen: I enjoy talking to people, but that doesn't mean everyone has to operate that way as well. Maybe the General is just used to being around people who think the way he does. 
Lithaladhwen: It might not occur to him that other ways can work as well.
Arch mage144: I...would dispute that. I...do not think anyone thinks...quite like General Silvar.
Lithaladhwen: *smile* Similarly, then. At least as far as their views on social interaction.
Arch mage144: Ah...I understand.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs and drums her fingers on the table*
Arch mage144: The hour...draws late, Miss Tassi.
Lithaladhwen: *looks up at him, trying to decide whether to speak*
Lithaladhwen: *deep breath* Call me Tassi. Miss Tassi is for strangers.
Lithaladhwen: I consider you my friend, Darin. I care about you. I haven't made a secret about it. I think that you need someone to flatout tell you that.
Arch mage144: Then...it has been...pleasant talking with you...Tassi.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
Arch mage144: And...I consider you my friend...also.
Lithaladhwen: *smiles, almost a little sadly* Thank you, Darin. That means a lot.
Arch mage144: *frowns slightly*
Lithaladhwen: What's the matter?
Arch mage144: That seems...somehow insufficient.
Lithaladhwen: How do you mean?
Arch mage144: It is...not accurately representative of...the strength of my opinion.
Lithaladhwen: *sustained eye contact* Yes?
Arch mage144: *appears to be thinking something over*
Arch mage144: What is the best way to express...ah!
Lithaladhwen: IM: Goddess....
Arch mage144: Perhaps it...would be possible...to be...more than your friend?
Arch mage144: IM: ...General Silvar thinks it would be a good idea...for once, maybe he is correct...
Lithaladhwen: *A smile spreads across her face.* I think that it would. *The smile softens.* I would like that very much, Darin.
Arch mage144: Oh...um...*reddens slightly*
Arch mage144: ...that is good.
Lithaladhwen: *small delighted laugh* I think it is.
Arch mage144: Then I shall...see you again soon?
Lithaladhwen: *enthusiastic nod* Yes. Without a doubt.
Arch mage144: It is decided. *Darin actually smiles*
Lithaladhwen: *Just looks at him for a moment.* 
Lithaladhwen: *smiles again*
Lithaladhwen: Yes.
Arch mage144: *without hesitation, embraces Tassi, wings and all*
Arch mage144: *steps back after doing so, looking somewhat surprised at himself--and somewhat embarrassed*
Lithaladhwen: *Without hesitation, returns the gesture*
Arch mage144: Um...my apologies!
Lithaladhwen: *laughs outright* Never apologize for that. 
Arch mage144: Oh...alright. I will not apologize in the future.
Arch mage144: It was a...somewhat overwhelming urge.
Lithaladhwen: I understand. *approaches him and puts her arms around him, slowly and politely so that he can step back if he wants*
Arch mage144: *cautiously returns the embrace*
Lithaladhwen: *w* See? Nothing wrong with it.
Arch mage144: Um...no...nothing wrong at all...
Arch mage144: Celestials...understand physical affection...
Lithaladhwen: *nod* That's good.
Lithaladhwen: *Steps back and takes both of his hands* I've had a lovely evening. I'm glad you could make it.
Arch mage144: Yes...we shall meet again soon, I hope...
Lithaladhwen: I'm sure of it. 
Arch mage144: Please...feel free to contact me...or come to the castle.
Lithaladhwen: I will. And you shouldn't hesitate to do the same. I'd love to hear from you.
Arch mage144: Of course.
Lithaladhwen: *releases his hands* Good night, Darin. 
Arch mage144: Good...good night, Tassi.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Ishtar.... Thank you.
Arch mage144: *bows slightly before turning and departing*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
Arch mage144: </Darin>
Lithaladhwen: </Tassi>
Arch mage144: God damn do I need sleep. XD
Lithaladhwen: </rp>
Lithaladhwen: Heh.
Arch mage144: But that was entertaining.
Arch mage144: I suppose we have to hook up at least one set of our characters.
Lithaladhwen: That was too fucking adorable. I very nearly died several times.
Arch mage144: It's mandatory somehow.
Arch mage144: Don't die, I need you alive.
Lithaladhwen: Very well. I'll do my best.