Character dialogue

Marc: *snorts* Amateurs.*a thin disk of fire leaps above her finger tips. she touches it with her other hand and it expands to the size of Jake's head*

Jake: *with admiration* You're getting better.

Marc: Thanks.

Vanessa: *settles down with a book* Tell me when you guys feeling like going to get Starbucks.

*the Raven puts her hands together, then twirls them apart. A thin ribbon of fire writhes between her palms, and she makes it longer and longer, then snapping it, quickly joins the ends and makes a fire circlet* "You're another firey one? Why didn't you say so? Do you do Elemental Dances in your world as well?" *she turns the circle around and tosses it to Marc* ~the Raven

"I am quite amazed she did not respond to the 'amateur' jab." ~Rohsair

"Hi gülid, ýn mow lenta stret. Bras athrach, tana'kiunit." ~Fal.

"Hé Mé, Fal, tem tý getgül medhel?" ~the Raven

Marc: *tosses the ball of fire from one hand to the other* Dancing and me don't really mix. *throws the fire to Jake* Jake's the real Symorien (Warrior). He's the Wielder of the Blade, the one with an affinity for fire. Vanessa's our Shalirah (Seer), she's the Child of Wind and Sea, she's like a prophet. She's got an affinity for wind and water. I'm *bows* am the Sunrise Star, the Third, and the Master of our generation. I've got an affinity for all three elements.

Jake: And she doesn't let us forget it.

Vanessa: All three elements are part of us, fused into our blood and bones, but each of the Touched has an affinity for one above all the others. I can use fire if I want to, but I'm better at listening to the wind. Prophecy is what they call it in the Common Realm.

Jake: What did the Raven and Rohsair say, Ness?

Vanessa: I'm not telling you.

Jake: Why?

Vanessa: Because if you'd listen, you would know. It also wasn't especially polite. *to Rohsair and Raven* To have a gift of wind is also to have a gift of language, in case you were wondering. Understanding all spoken languages and most unspoken ones.

"Well, sorry to bust your bubble, Vandebilt, but your gift of wind doesn't seem to work with Danann. It wasn't rude, it was an observation." ~the Raven

"And I'm not called Rohsair. Rohsair doesn't speak Danann." ~Fal.

"Only those two speak Danann." ~Rohsair

"Hang on, wait, slow-mo replay of that. Vanderbilt's a prophet? How nice. Meet Fal, also a prophet, and quite mad with it. Fal doesn't see into the future so much as see what's happening in such and such a place." ~the Raven

*to Vanessa* "The Seeing-Sark's difficult, isn't it? How old were you when you first entered it?" ~Fal.

Vanessa: Well, I'm not sure what a Seeing Sark is, but I remember the first time I heard the wind speak. I was about ten. Everyone thought I was crazy, but I knew I heard the voice. I remember crying because it was so beautiful. And then things just went from there. I discovered my water gift later. I touched a baby bird that had fallen out of its nest and it immediately flew away like nothing had happened. A little scary, but awesome. Of course, by that time I was already Touched, but even before that I was great with language and I loved water. I started talking when I was only a year old. *shrug* It's not unusual for the Shalirah to be talkative kids.

Jake: *sarcastically* Can you tell I'm not Shalirah?

"I can certainly tell that you're Sarcasticlirah, Duckie." ~the Raven

Marc: *bursts out laughing*

Jake: What's so funny?

Marc: *gasping* She insults you just like i do!

"Oh fantastic, I'm getting just like Maccaroni." ~the Raven

"Oh stuff it!" ~Kit

"I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't, I flaming won't." ~the Raven

"Ignore her, she's cross, 'cos she's being used as a went." ~Harry

Jake: *emotionlessly* The wolf's back.

Vanessa: Your point being?

Jake: *shrug* Stating the obvious. As usual.

Marc: Damn, he's getting moody again. Please don't be moody, Jake.

Vanessa: It's probably our fault. We've been teasing him.

Marc: I vote we blame the Raven. He's Sarcastic-whatever and I'm cheesy pasta. It's enough to make annyone moody.

Vanessa: *rolls eyes* By the way, sorry about the confusion, Fal. I didn't quite catch that Rohsair didn't speak your language. And sorry about the mistranslation as well. It's noisy in here, and your language isn't familiar to me, so I was having trouble. Out of curiosity, what WERE you saying earlier in the Dannan tongue?

Three-hundred and fifty years later, and Eramus is still crotchety. Isn't that right old wolf? - Decorus Lupus

*growls* You flatter yourself. Kindly leave, and go pester the Alpha. Leave this old wolf be. - Eramus Lupus

Miss your leadership, do we? - Decorus Lupus

*bares his teeth* - Eramus Lupus

Nevertheless, Eramus, do you relize how much information you've leaked? To unknowns? - Decorus Lupus

Of course! Do you think I was spawned yesturday?! *stands on hindquarters* Besides the one known as Jake, who as far as I've noticed - a brainless feces, this group is most conciderate. Curious but accepting. - Eramus Lupus

*snorts* Hypercrit. For one that has always shown disdain for the Humans, the show you're putting on is amusing. - Decorus Lupus

Well, just remember, if those Humans rebell, it's possible war may break out between us, and them. And if our blood cousins mistakingly interfer... *shakes head sadly* - Decorus Lupus

I know... Don't fret. If war ever breaks loose, you remember yourself that we are also akin to the ancient beings as well. -Eramus Lupus

*shudders* They move within the shadows, and so steathy - far more expertly than a Full Blood, and faster too! I saw one once, Eramus! His face was so pale, and his fangs; they were so red in color... - Decorus Lupus

Don't fret. Be grateful the century-old battles between wolf and vampire alike came to an end. Chin up. You worry like a pup, and for sakes, Decorus quit putting your tail between your legs! As the Beta, you should know better. - Eramus Lupus

*smiles wickedly in response to hide her fear* Fine... Chancey... - Decorus Lupus

*gawks wordlessly* - Eramus Lupus

I made my assumptions based off of what you said yourself. Still, I suppose you do have good cause for distrusting humanity. They don't have a good record, do they? ~Killesha

You never did state your name, and I can't read your name like my writer can. ~Conall

I'm still confused. ~Alex

That doesn't surprise me. Well, Eramus, you and I are not too dissimilar, at least in some regards. I am pretty much a werewolf, since the creature I have become was very much based off the werewolves of legend. Though, I still prefer to think of myself as human, as for the first nineteen years of my life, that's all I was. ~Conall

Well, you're certainly a lot more intelligent than many humans I know. Though, that may not be saying much. ~Alex

Three hundred and fiftry years? I wonder if I'll live that long? ~Killesha

Seeing as how almost nothing can kill us, at least that I'm aware of, I don't see why not. I wonder what the world will be like that far from now? ~Conall

Flying cars, spaceships, androids, wormhole transportation- ~Alex

That was a rhetorical question. I'm just glad I haven't met a vampire. That would really be strange. And possibly difficult. ~Conall

After all we've been through, nothing could be strange. ~Killesha

We haven't seen it all, yet. Well, Eramus, I can certainly agree with you, mostly, about humans I've been hunted myself, and had some rather painful experiances. You name it, it's proboably happened to me at least once. Oh, and I can certainly share your relief about not being affected by the moon. If there's one thing I like about being a Canlu, it's being in complete control. That, and having most people on my world unaware that I'm practically a werewolf. ~Conall

*says very quietly* Chancy, now there's a name that'll get you beat up. ~Alex

Jake: Okay, Eramus, I know I haven't exactly been polite, but give a guy a break. I thought we established that the three of us have gone through hell and it's my job to protect this group. I'm cautious. I know it doesn't endear you to me, but try to understand. I've got my prejudices but I've earned them. Eliam is slowly working them out of me, but it takes time. So I ask your forgiveness and I'm a little tired of being referred to as wolf poop.

Marc: I told you he was moody.

Jake: Actually, I feel a lot better now.

"If you can't translate it, Nestling, then why should I tell you? And I thought we had my gender established by now?" ~the Raven

"It isn't at all." ~Rohsair

"If you're meaning what I think you're meaning, and I know that you are meaning what I think you're meaning, then you might take my advice and shut up." ~the Raven

"Touchy, touchy." ~Rohsair

"Duckie and Maccaroni are the touchy ones. But still, Duckie doesn't like the wolves either. Good Duckie." ~the Raven

"You're remarkably biased for one who's too often got the tail end of bias yourself." ~Fal.

"Well, heck, why take a chance?" ~the Raven

Marc: Wow. You know we've worn out our welcome when someone's mad at Vanessa for being nosy, I'm pasta, and Jake's apologizing.

Vanessa: So can we go to Starbucks now?

Jake: Sounds good to me.

Marc: Last one to my car is buying.