Lillian: Gas? Uh... well... I'm not sure what star gas is. There different kinds of gas.

Tynx: *Sniggers*

Lillian: Yeah, I knew somebody'd find humor in that.

Tynx: A few hours? Yikes. Is there an antidote? Or do people just drop dead without knowing they've been poisoned?

Ooh, interesting idea for a poison...

Mordir: *Smirks* The possibilities are endless right now....

I won't feel sorry for you if he strangles you. I may even encourage it.

Mordir: The affection from you is stifling.

Lillian: Um... Eww?

Chayn: Not like that. They're just being children.

Dragon, he started it. I TOLD him no fighting.

Mordir: It's just a few minutes! It won't hurt him. It drew only a little blood. He won't die. It's too much fun to antagonize him to kill him. He had it coming, anyway.

Well, don't do it again. Just argue and stuff. Don't hinder Abigail's developing him if you can help it.

Mordir: You're no fun.

Lillian: *Smiles brightly* I know you don't. Chicken is yummy. I see. Jek is like that too. Kind of although he's more reserved, like Trevelian.

Mordir: *Jumps back when Timothy cuffs Simperer* Well aimed. Now he'll have a headache.

You're evilness knows no bounds.

Mordir: Nope.

Tinsley: Ever heard of deer, rabbits, or squirrels, "man"? ... ooh, nice shot...

Breindel: *looks down again* They are never easily removed...*a tear tracks down her face, following the groove of one scar*

Tinsley: *stares at nightshade, then munches on it as she continues* I'm sure there are antidotes, but when an assassination is involved, it usually isn't known what the poison was until too late.

Lajh: hahaha...so...star gas?

*wonders what "And stuff" entails when Mordir and the Simperer are both involved*

Alastair: *to Aris* oh, no. He wouldn't strangle him. He'd do something much worse. And painful. And...*shudders*

Timothy: Jek feeds on chicken? *glares at Simperer* Of course I have, but I can't eat those. They've got fur on them.

Trevelian: You are too bright a soul to be overshadowed, my dear. You're heart cannot help but shine through.

Timothy: He better not try anything... *glares at fainted Simperer again*

Tynx: *Yelps in horror* Whoa, did you just eat that?! Are you crazy?! WHATDOIDO?!?!?!

Not panicking would be a start...

Lillian: *Laughs* Yeah, I guess you could call it that. *To Timothy* No, I mean he sometimes has to get used to being around other people. He's got his brothers... maybe it's just girls he's not used to...

*To Abigail* I dunno. Just the general teasing and threatening.

Mordir: *Glances at Simperer* Like kill me?

Chayn: I'll try to be sympathetic when he makes an attempt on your life.

Tynx: WHATDOIDO?!?!?! Tinsley why did you just do that?! Uh, um..... OH! Wait a minute! Leaf hunting! *Looks at the thyme and lavender* *Noses the lavender to Tinsley* Eat that! It'll keep you calm until I can find something else!!! *Rushes off* Clear the way!!! Tinsley's poisoned herself and I have NO IDEA how to cure her!!!

Mordir: I think you'd be better off eating the lavender yourself-

Tynx: STAND CLEAR!!!!!

Mordir: OK.

Tinsley: that's why you skin them, Timothy. ... Uh, Tynx?

Breindel: thank you, sir...*looks at him* but ...everyone has shadows. Shadows of pain, shadows of fear...or of a lost loved one... *swats at her tears* I'm sorry...

Tinsley: *blinks, then munches lavender too* Tyyynnnnxxxxxx........

Alastair: oh no, he wouldn't kill you. Not until the very end, anyways. You would die in the most painful way possible. Like by the lightning rod.

Tinsley: Tynx!

Lajh: Does star gas smell funny?

Tinsley: TYNX!!!!

Timothy: I only have one brother. People are weirder than I expected.

Trevelian: You needn't apologize. I understand completely. If I may ask... Whom have you lost?

Breindel: *tear-constricted whisper* Who I lost? I...everyone. ... our village was...everyone was a follower...follower of Esh Okhlah...and...and Jaegar's soldiers came...and killed everyone... my brother and I were in the field...it's my fault he died! I ran back...and he followed me...and...and...*breaks down, crying*

Trevelian: *seats himself and Breindel on the grass and holds her close with his eyes shut tight and his jaw trembling slightly*

Breindel: *between gasps* I'm...I'm sorr...* buries her face in her hands, quaking with sobs*

Trevelian: *swallows and allows his deep voice to quietly sing a song with foreign words*

Breindel: *listens, stifling her crying* *sniffs* *gets the hiccups and starts crying again* *rests her head on Trevelain's shoulder and closes her eyes, listening*

Tynx: Not now, Tinsley! I'm trying to figure out how to save you!!!

Mordir: *Looks down at Simperer* Lovely. *Nudges him with his foot* Wake up, man. You've been out long enough.

Oh yeah, waking up the man who wil be wanting your head is a good idea.

Lillian: Um... I don't know. Since people have to wear special suits and helmets, I doubt they can smell anything outside the suits. But maybe one day someone will find a way to bring star gas to Earth and be able to smell it there.

Tynx: *Jumps when Tinsley shouts* What?! I'm trying to save your life! Shouting at me isn't helping!

Lillian: *To Timothy* People are weird sometimes, yeah. I've met a few. Everyone was weird when I came to Allare. Weird names. They spoke funny, too. What's your brother like?

Chayn: I'm going hunting. *Takes off into the air* Anyone want me to bring back something?

I know why I thought Guilo was like Malcolm! Because I was thinking of Erroy! *End random moment* I've also finally found out where Mordir and Simperer started fighting, just to make sure it wasn't Mordir that started it.

Mordir: It wasn't!

I know that. But you did snap at Abigail. So you may have just given Simperer the fire.

Mordir: ...maybe... It was spur of the moment.

Tinsley: *pins Tynx* listen to meeeee!!!! I'm fiiineeeeee!!!! I'm half-elf, Tynx, I'm immune to all plant toxins! Sorry for scaring you, I thought you knew.

Simperer: *blinks owlishly* *rubs his head*

Lajh: I bet it smells funny. XD

XDDDDDD did you, Aris? that's funny...I think I should make the Simperer apologize.

Simperer: *sitting up* Hmm. No.

Tynx: *Stares at Tinsley* Oh. Really? *Heaves a sigh of relief* That's good! I've never met a half-elf before outside of this place. Only aliens and humans.

Mordir: *Smiles at Simperer as he coats the dagger in the sleeping drug* Good morning, sunshine.



Lillian: *Giggles* Probably. If I ever get back home and they found out, I'll find some way of letting you know.

Haha. Nah. Mordir needs some toughening up. It's fun watching them go at each other.

Mordir: Especially when he's the one on the floor.

Timothy: He's normal, I guess... He can do push ups with his feet on the wall.

Trevelian: *continues singing as a tear runs down his cheek*

Timothy: *watches Simperer and Mordir warily*

Lillian: Whoa, that's cool! He must be pretty strong. Is he older or younger than you?

Timothy: He's five years older than I am. He always looked out for me.

Lillian: That's great. Are you two very close? It's like Gabriel and me. He's taken care of me too.

Timothy: Yes. We only had each other. I don't really know anybody else.

Lillian: Aw, that's great. That you had... wait, had? Is he not around anymore?

Timothy: We got separated. I'm still looking for him.

Lillian: Oh. I hope you find him, then.

*Realizing Lilly's and Timothy's situations are similar* O.O

Lillian: I was separated from Gabe. Yovak kidnapped him. After we got transported to Allare from Earth... and after I ran into a tree...

Timothy: Guilo and I were trapped in a building. He gave me time to escape, but I don't know if he got out. Then I ran into a person.

Tinsley: I'm the only one in my story. is not so great as they make it out to be. Aliens, huh? What's that?

Simperer: *mutters an anathema to himself* ... *rises and straightens the hem of his tunic* ... ... ... *coolly strides away from Mordir*

Breindel: *with much effort manages to subdue her tears, but still has the hiccups* *takes a shaky breath and listens to Trevelain's song, her agitated expression slowly becoming more soothed*

Timothy: *watches Simperer out of the corner of his eye*

Trevelian: *brushes the few tears from his eyes and finishes his song*

Me: Okay, time for one more... CHAOOS CONTROL!

Tanner: *appears* Oh, this place again. Let's see. I know him, and i know him, and I think I know the dragon... Don't know him, don't know him, don't know any of them...

Breindel: that--*hiccup*-that was beautiful...you have a--*hiccup*-a very good voice... *smiles softly* what...*hiccup*...what language was it?

Simperer: *glances at Timothy, rubbing his head* ... *begins toying with his dagger*

Lajh: hi! I'm Lajh. I don't know if I know you. *sticks out his hand to Tanner*

Trevelian: *smiles a bit* I do not know. My people have no languages, only many many words. The words speak of flowers growing in long forgotten soil. It was a favorite among my sisters.

Timothy: *keeps a firm eye contact with the Simperer, completely ignoring the knife*

Tanner: *shakes Lajh's hand and tilts his head back in recognition* Tanner Grayson. This would be a first between us two.

It's not that T is my favorite letter, it's just that you got all of the Ts at once.

TTT...*begins singing The Two Towers soundtrack*

Breindel: *stifles her hiccups* it...it was very nice. Thank you.

Simperer: *wonders to himself if he should really have a staring contest with a dragon-winged boy* ... *decides against it* *sees a tarnish spot on dagger blade* *begins rubbing at it obsessively*

You're in public!. Be OCD later! I don't think you're helping your reputation in here...

Lajh: *tilts head* son of a grey tanner? ...I'm a coppersmiths son.

Trevelian: The pleasure has been mine, to have your company.

Timothy: *relaxes a bit*

Tanner: Uh... No... My dad was business man... That is... a wealthy trader. And I'm... *realizes no one here will know what football is* I am captain of the Leviathan Gladiators.

Breindel: oh, hardly. All I did was cry. But thank you

Simperer: *unconsciously slides his feet together to be "at attention" when he half-hears the word "Captain"* *still cleaning spot*

Lajh: *kneels* *without looking up* you're a caste above me and a captain? I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know.

Lillian: Oh. I'm sorry. You'll find him someday. What person did you run into? Probably a lot more comfortable than a tree.

Tynx: *Cocks head* You are? There's gotta be at least one person like you. Aliens? Um... well, aliens I suppose are just people or creatures that don't exist on Earth. Or something. The aliens I know look an awful lot like humans, but they're not.

Mordir: *Smirks* Sleep well, sir? You looked rather tired.

I will not stop him from hurting you.

Mordir: Duly noted.

Tynx: Hi again Tanner!

Chayn: *Circles overhead* I know you, little one. I'm off hunting. Care for anything?

*Giggles at Simperer's finding a spot on his dagger* Lilly knows about football.

Mordir: As much as you do, anyway. *Is whacked*

Trevelian: A sincere heart is always better company than any careless banter. That is where you are invaluable. I have not had a friend in some years.

Tanner: *fails to hide his amusement at the confusion* Don't worry yourself. It's a common misconception. And you don't have to bother with bowing. My men and I prefer to practice comradely and efficiency as units of a greater whole. Where respect is appreciated, subservience has grown unnatural to me.

Me: *so the characters can't hear* What a ham...

Timothy: *points over his shoulder to Tanner* I ran into him.

Tanner: Hey there, Tynx. Hi, Chayn! You can surprise me if you want.

Lillian: I see. Were you able to try looking for your brother? When you got out?

Chayn: I shall surprise you, then. *Glides off*

Mordir: We should question what her definition of "surprise" is.

Tynx: What's a Leviathan Gladiator? It sounds huge and powerful.

Timothy: A little bit, but I haven't seen him yet, and he would have to hide if he didn't know it was me, so I might have missed him.

Tanner: We're about to find out... Leviathan is just the title of our local division. We enter the arenas in teams and battle other regional chapters.

Lillian: Why wouldn't he know it was you?

Tynx: Oh. So you're like warriors!

Timothy: Because I don't want to make a lot of noise. If I do, the people who are after us might find me or him or both of us. I just have to keep looking.

Tanner: Pretty much. We just fight in an arena instead of in wars.

okay, maybe HW will actually not delete my draft this time...

Lajh: oh, um...okay. err, I mean, okay, sir. *stands up* you fight in an arena? Oooo. We have games like that sometimes, too. Do you win a lot?

Breindel: thank you...*pulls away, blushing* I haven't told anyone that story...thanks for listening. *smiles*

Tinsley: like humans... but different. Brilliantly worded, Tynx. Now I have a clear visual. huh? No. There's nobody else. Humans and elves aren't really supposed to...have kids.

Simperer: *carefully puts his knife away, satisfied that it's clean* *glances at Mordir* That's a very... interesting drug. What is it? ...*rubs his temple* my lord's curiousity is aroused...

Tanner: We've taken the title of regional champions a few times. My men are encouraged to know each other completely so that they can cover each other's weaknesses, so that the team can function as a better whole. The results can be marvelous and deadly.

Trevelian: *looks down and smiles* I am happy to listen. As it happens, our pasts are rather similar... *gets quiet*

Lillian: Oh. I hope you find him! Maybe he's still hiding out at the building? Could you go back later when the bad guys are gone?

Tynx: *To Tanner* Whoa... Is it usually deadly? *To Tinsley* Well... they are. Their eyes can flash purple in the right light. But stick one in a crowd of humans and they blend in perfectly. Why aren't humans and elves supposed to have kids? Is there a law?

Mordir: *Lifts an eyebrow* Your lord? It's a drug my... my sister used. It was her specialty, I suppose. It's a sleeping drug. Put it in water, food, or stick it directly into someone's bloodstream. How long the victim sleeps depends on the amount administered.

His sister used it on him. Twice.

Mordir: ... In my defense-

You have no defense, boy. You were asking for it the first time, and you were too angry and panicked to focus.

Timothy: Well, I got a bit turned around when I was out in the woods... And it's well guarded, so if he was hiding inside they would have found him by now... And he told me not to come back if I made it out... *sniffles a little*

Tanner: The battles themselves are very seldom fatal, I was just using an expression. But there have been casualties. Usually they're accidents, but one of the divisions recently lost their lieutenant to a rogue gladiator that was jealous. I hate to think what that's like...

Lillian: I'm sure you'll find him. *Gives Timothy a one-armed hug comfortingly* I'm sure he's fine. He's probably looking for you, too.

Tynx: That's an intense war. Have you ever gotten someone that was from another division?

Timothy: *smiles* Thank you. I hope you find your brother too. What happened to him?

Tanner: Yeah, we had one guy transfer to our team last year. He needs a lot of toughening up though. He's not very focused either...

Tinsley: Purple? That's more interesting than a blue rattlesnake. *scowls* A law of nature, yea. What, you think it's normal?

Breindel: oh, I'm so sorry......

Lajh: that's !!! Mister Tanner, sir, you must be a real warrior to talk so bravely about this! Have you ever lost men?

Simperer: o.o... *winces, rubbing his forehead* *nods to Mordir* yes, Jaegar was intrigued...

Me: speaking of your master, I should bring him in here. *looks at Mordir* *hand shoots up* I remember that! No offense, Mordir...but ...it was hilarious. *fangirling and sobbing* Aris...just....

Trevelian: It's alright... It was nearly twelve years ago...

Tanner: *looks down and stiffens* Actually, the lieutenant was mine...

Breindel: that doesn't make it any less painful. *her eyes and face begin glowing slightly*

O.O Methinks me knows what Tanner speaketh of...

Lajh: *covers his mouth with both hands* ihhmmph faowwffy....err...*uncovers his mouth* *squeaky whisper* I'm sorry!

Trevelian: No, it never does... And I never can help but blame myself, for at least not going with them...

Tanner: Yeah... Me too...

Lillian: Thank you. Gabe was... kidnapped, by strangers. We were running away from our current foster home when they showed up. We were suddenly in a different world, although we didn't realize it then. We ran, and they took him when Tilmere Annor showed up. I was in a tree. Freaking out. A lot.

Tynx: *To Tinsley* Normal? If it's against the laws of nature, then why are you alive and breathing? You're here, so nature's laws aren't concrete.

Mordir: Indeed? What does he want with a simple sleeping drug? *Looks at Abigail* Hilarious? I was drugged! She snuck it in my water and she stabbed me. My own sister stabbed me.

Again, you were asking for it. Lunatic.

Tynx: *Soaking in every word* What happened? If I can ask?

Chayn: *Lands heavily. A cow in her mouth and two turkeys in her claws, which she puts beside Tanner*

Tynx:

No babies, Tynxie. Don't worry.

Tynx:

Tinsley: but there's so much else that's wrong with me because of it. *points to her yellow eye*

Simperer: I do not try to understand my lord's will. He knows what he's doing.

Me: Exactly. It was hilarious. XD Mordir, cool your jets.

Lajh: Whoa. I wish I were a dragon.

Timothy: I wish I could help... I'm good with trees and forests... And they wouldn't be looking for me like the researchers are...

Tanner: *deeply furrows his brow* I would really rather not relive that day again... *sees Chayn land* Well that's a timely and pleasant surprise. Nicely done. *inspects turkeys*

Trevelian: *sees Chayn return* Thank you for the company. Would you care to rejoin the others? I think I ought to apologize to the young man for leaving so suddenly after his concern.

Breindel: all right... thank you for letting me talk. ... *rises* apologize to Lajh? he's probably forgotten already... *limps slowly back to the other characters*

Me:...Alastair...

Alastair: hmm?

Me: I'm making you thirteen again.

Alastair:...Ok... *turned into thirteen year old self* ... ha! *tackles Lajh*

Lajh: o.o *brief scuffle* *wins* ha, yourself! XD

*boys sit panting, grinning at each other roguishly*

Me: