As Rose walked into the living room, she just heard Lord Avondale tell her to go ahead and come back in. Rolling her eyes and looking back over her shoulder, she called to them in the study;
"I'll be there in a few minutes. Minor emergencies come first."
And with that, she turned to look at the collection of animals that were swarming her living room. Rose sighed.
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Se'rox: Dancing
Se'rox nodded slightly as Zuchax III mentioned that he didn't catch her name. She would have told him right there, but he kissed her softly, and then made mention that only they mattered. Se'rox nodded heartily in agreement. So many things were unimportant in comparison, and she couldn't puzzle out why. The logic didn't fit, but that also changed nothing.
When Zuchax III started talking about Demyx, she nodded. She had known him. She had never become fond of any of the organization members, really. Most of them had treated her indifferently or worse because of her lack of eyesight. She remembered... a lot. Most of which she would rather not. It was useless, and unpleasant. She focused instead on the snow that Zuchax III summoned as he played, and how it turned into dancing figures of... of them. Se'rox laughed.
"Should we join them, then?" she asked with a smile. Being silly was rare for her, but Zuchax III did tend to bring that quality out in her more.
She got up, and offered him her hand. She was hoping he'd forget the flute and dance with her. Though, she wasn't sure he would.
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Taran: Discussions
Taran nodded as Lord Avondale seemed to understand his meaning. But rather than give his feedback, he called out to Rose in the hall. No doubt he had heard her as well. Taran looked at Lord Avondale with a strange look, as if he were weighing things in his mind- since he was. Lord Avondale hadn't said much, but the adjectives people used were often subconscious- chosen due to one's own underlying feelings, memories, and attributes.
Taran didn't ponder it over very long; this was a logical puzzle, after all. Lord Avondale had called him a fellow dragoon- meaning that he was one as well, or had been. But the conundrum lay in the fact that Taran, being dragoon to dragon God Lofwyr, knew something few did; the names, descriptions and backgrounds of all other dragoons. The other dragoons of Dragon Gods (those who chose to keep dragoons) had access to the list as well, but that was it. And nowhere on that list was Lord Avondale. Not in current dragoons nor in past - retired- dragoons. And there was that one last piece of the puzzle that fit in as he had thought about it. Lord Avondale was a dragon himself. Taran knew of only one other dragon that was a dragoon, and that dragoon belonged to one of the Gods. Certainly, another one of the Gods could choose to do the same. However, there was only one dragon God who could bypass having to be on the list.
Taran smiled knowingly, and just looked at Lord Avondale with interest.
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