[Nexus] Outside XXVII

[Beans]

[Near the Old Motel]

Talina smiles, and will watch Jen hunt fairly closely, to make sure she can help if something strays in here that she can't handle.

Another rabbit cautiously comes out of its hole, near the trees with the Orchkestrels.

Jen goes for the next rabbit! Rar!

[Gullara]

[Moonlit Cove]

Nadia sits close to Irena, nearly touching. She shakes her head. "I have no idea. I don't think so." She places a hand on Irena's leg and smiles reassuringly. "We'll find something, though."

[Lady Serpentine]

Jen goes for the next rabbit! Rar!

It seems the area wasn't as free of magical interference as might have been though - this particular rabbit has long teeth claws, well adapted to scampering up trees, and leaps for a nearby hemlock.

If Jen doesn't stop it, it will quickly reach a spot at the top, and settle in, confident in its perch. Not that it's likely to help.

[Beans]

It seems the area wasn't as free of magical interference as might have been though - this particular rabbit has long teeth claws, well adapted to scampering up trees, and leaps for a nearby hemlock.

If Jen doesn't stop it, it will quickly reach a spot at the top, and settle in, confident in its perch. Not that it's likely to help.

She grins and goes up after it, her claws extended.

[Lady Serpentine]

She grins and goes up after it, her claws extended.

It watches her in confusion for a moment, then leaps for her face, trying to get in at least one or two good slashes with its claws.

[Eruantion]

Molodai twists and sits up, grabbing hold of his horns, laughing as they take off into the sky. Once she got past the deathly fear of heights, flying wasn't so bad.

Once they land again, Molodai simply leaps off Brythaern's head and splashes into the stream. Luckily, it's deep enough that she doesn't hurt herself, but I'm not sure Brythaern will even fit in a stream with his current form.

The wildfae emerges from the water gracelessly, the fresh blood that once soaked her now drifting downstream. The water also washes away the dirt and spider webs that had been covering her, leaving only tattered clothing to keep her decent. She does not seem to mind this in the least, which shouldn't surprise Brythaern much by this point. The wildfae splashes about merrily, relieving herself of any remaining blood or woodland detritus.

Bry laps mightily from the water, dunking his head and throwing it to send sprays of water down his back. The blood and water run off in rivulets, and Brythaern shakes his head, spraying everything around. "What is it that we do now?"

[Beans]

It watches her in confusion for a moment, then leaps for her face, trying to get in at least one or two good slashes with its claws.

[Near Old Motel]
She probably gets a few cuts, but doesn't bother taking prisoners this time; she tries to end the animal's life as quickly as possible.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Near Old Motel]

Then it likely dies quite fast.

Once Jen has, presumably, killed it, Talina waves for her to come back over.

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]

Then it likely dies quite fast.

Once Jen has, presumably, killed it, Talina waves for her to come back over.

Jen scampers over, bleeding and victorious.
Nycca winces.

[Lady Serpentine]

Jen scampers over, bleeding and victorious.
Nycca winces.

Talina tries to put an arm around the injured Gaunt girl.


"Nycca, you healed me at one point... Can you fix her up?"

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]
Nycca sighs and will fix her up, leaving blood and some thin scars.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Near Old Motel]

Talina smiles at the fey, and tries to pull her into a hug.

Does Talina also have a scar, from when the glass exploded?

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]
A few little ones, perhaps.
She is hugged and smiles.
Try not to get hurt like that again, Jen.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Near Old Motel]

They'll be added to her description, then.

Talina nods, holding Nycca close with one arm, and trying to put the other around Jen.

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]
Jen giggles, smiling.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Near Old Motel]

Talina reaches into her bag, and pulls out a small flask of water, and a cloth, which, unless stopped, she'll use to clean the blood off Jen's face.

"How do you two want to cook these?"

[Mr. Moon]

[Field]

Tel-Zaff Kax breaths out a sigh of relief, relaxing his grasp on Justice but not entirely releasing him. The orc works his jaw, rubbing his tusks against his upper lip as he thinks. "Right. Can we just think an' figure this out? She," he points at Feia to emphasize the pronoun, "can't be a dragon, aye? Only Daedric Princes can change their skins, and," Tel-Zaff Kax abruptly falls silent as a thought strikes him.

The dragon that must have been here can't have just flown away, because unless it had some way to turn itself invisible Justice and Tel-Zaff Kax would have seen it. And besides, the claw prints were still very fresh. Was it possible? Tel-Zaff Kax hadn't ever heard of a Deadric Prince who could turn into a dragon or a pretty young lady. But then, he didn't know a whole lot about Deadric Princes. So it was certainly possible.

Right. This was a complex problem and had to be treated delicately. Which meant... Tel-Zaff Kax glances at Justice. Maybe not quite yet. Facing Feia, he peers at her. "Yer sure th' dragon just flew past?"

[Shadowcaller]

[Moonlit Cove]

Nadia sits close to Irena, nearly touching. She shakes her head. "I have no idea. I don't think so." She places a hand on Irena's leg and smiles reassuringly. "We'll find something, though."

[Moonlit Cove]

"Glad you support me... I really have no one else." Irena replies before moving in to make out with Nadia. It's a wee bit cold for curtains though, at least for Irena.

As they are done with that Irena puts her hand around Nadia and brings her close(er). "Could you tell me a bit about yourself? It's so many things I want to know..."

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]

Talina reaches into her bag, and pulls out a small flask of water, and a cloth, which, unless stopped, she'll use to clean the blood off Jen's face.

"How do you two want to cook these?"

Uh...
We could jug them!

[Lady Serpentine]

Uh...
We could jug them!

She blinks, not being familiar with that method of cooking.

"Okay... What does that entail?"

[Chaotic Bob]

[Field]

Justice relaxes in place, putting the tip of his ebony blade into the ground, trying to figure out exactly what's going on here. One can almost hear the gears turning in his head. He's just so confused. He doesn't say anything for not, giving an odd look to Kax

[Field]

Tel-Zaff Kax breaths out a sigh of relief, relaxing his grasp on Justice but not entirely releasing him. The orc works his jaw, rubbing his tusks against his upper lip as he thinks. "Right. Can we just think an' figure this out? She," he points at Feia to emphasize the pronoun, "can't be a dragon, aye? Only Daedric Princes can change their skins, and," Tel-Zaff Kax abruptly falls silent as a thought strikes him.

The dragon that must have been here can't have just flown away, because unless it had some way to turn itself invisible Justice and Tel-Zaff Kax would have seen it. And besides, the claw prints were still very fresh. Was it possible? Tel-Zaff Kax hadn't ever heard of a Deadric Prince who could turn into a dragon or a pretty young lady. But then, he didn't know a whole lot about Deadric Princes. So it was certainly possible.

Right. This was a complex problem and had to be treated delicately. Which meant... Tel-Zaff Kax glances at Justice. Maybe not quite yet. Facing Feia, he peers at her. "Yer sure th' dragon just flew past?"

That eyebrow of Feia's.
Getting such a work out.

Okay, judging by that silence, the orc now suspects she's one of these Daedric figures. What does that mean? Shape-shifters of some sort, it seems, but not a lot of information to work with beyond that.
Probably important, in some manner...

The sorceress gives just a little bit of a smile, perhaps enough to prod at suspicion, but not anything blatant.
"If it didn't, would I be standing here?"

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]
She explains; the basic process is putting the meat in a sealed container (usually an earthenware jug) which is set in boiling water to cook it.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Near Old Motel]

"Sounds good to me. Have we got anything suitable for doing that in?"

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]
I'm sure we can find something.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Near Old Motel]

The sorceress nods.

"Will this be enough rabbits?"

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]
She nods.
I think so.

[Gullara]

[Moonlit Cove]

Nadia kisses her back quite willingly. She'll try to guide Irena down so they're lying in the sand sometime during the kissing. She's perfectly fine with the curtain staying where it is. After how their relationship started, she kinda wants to take things slower. Oh, and Irena might be pleased to note that Nadia is surprisingly warm. More of that experimentation.

"Oh, sure. Um, well, I was an only child with just my mom and dad. Can't say there's anything really exciting about my life. Just grew up and went through school. I worked for a construction company for a few years after school, and then went to school to be an architect. I decided to get turned after my second year. You can probably guess why I wasn't planning on having kids. I wasn't planning on any kind of relationship, actually..." She trails off, but her smile returns a moment later. "Makes me really glad I came here and met you."

[Lady Serpentine]

[Near Old Motel]

"Then let's head back in. Unless you'd prefer to cook out here?"

[Mr. Moon]

[Field]

Tel-Zaff Kax is most definitely suspicious now. For someone who had been cowering behind a boulder for dear life a few seconds ago, this young lady sure wasn't acting very upset right now. No, she was toying with them. That much was rapidly becoming clear. Deadric Prince or not, this woman clearly thought herself more powerful than Justice and Tel-Zaff Kax together.
And that was more than a little worrisome.

"It's just that, y'see, neither meself or my friend here saw any dragon flying away. An' y'can trust me that it's really hard ta miss a dragon. Also, I've never heard of a dragon just hopping past a village and killing a few cows. They usually stick around until they've burnt down every building in sight." He pauses, frowning at her. "Miss, I hate ta insult a lady, but I think y'might not be tellin' the whole story."

[Beans]

[Near Old Motel]

"Then let's head back in. Unless you'd prefer to cook out here?"

She'll lead them back in as I briefly deadtime.