Breindel: Oh, you all were related? I like to memorize things. Numbers, passages from the Book, riddles, anything. What is your least favorite thing?

Me: VIOLINNNNNN!!!!!!!!!! Oh, did I say that out loud...Sorry. Hana, you play? Do tell!

Alace: Greetings, Hana and Crestopher! Nice to meet you! Oh, nice instruments! How long have you been playing?

Melany: Oh, we're not related. We're all adopted, well, by each other. Kadie and I grew up together and we just adopted Guilo and then Tanner. I... never really thought about what my least favorite thing would be, actually...

Breindel: Oh, I see. *smiles* That's sweet. *looks surprised by Melany's lack of a lady favorite thing* Nothing? I'm impressed. Usually we as humans focus so often on the negative that it's easy to think of many dislikes, but few things we actually enjoy.

Lily: I find it odd that no one said a single word about Lyrous's Red hair and Green eyes?

Joey: Actually my eyes aren't purple their rainbow colored if you get up close and look. Purple just seems to dominate the rest of the color spectrum is all. By the way only people with fey blood can have eyes like these. And even among us mixed breed people that is quite rare. I do believe their are only two others alive in Aetheria with eyes like mine.

Justice: (Scratches his head with his tail) What Kind of Dwagon? I'm Just a Dwagon. All Dwagons can change size in Aethewia. Some can even change shape.

Me: *Pushes Mordir toward Trevelian* Be social. Be nice. Don't be rude or whatever.

Mordir:

Me: Yeah, like that. Don't do that.

Mordir: *Looks at Trevelian* So you share a world with Kaida and the rest? What's your part in the story?

Me: That works. *To Abigail* Yes ma'am. I burn like one, too.

Yovak: *To Alastair* That all depends on how you use it. I know of one young man who can use magic, but he uses it for evil intent. I, on the other hand, do not.

Emeer: *Snorts*

Yovak: *Barely manages to ignore Emeer* *To Ilati* Only natural, of course. I have had interaction with the Elves in Allare, and they are most civil, albeit wary at first.

Me: I think you've had more than interaction.

Yovak: And you were scolding me for being spoilery.

Mordir: You should avoid using that word ever again.

Yovak: I'll say what I like.

Mordir: *Dips his head* Of course.

Chayn: *Sniff the instruments* What are these? Are they part of your story?

Emeer: I don't remember her sniffing people.

Me: Oh, she's been doing that since forever.

Chayn: *To Justice* Fascinating. What do you breathe?

Me: Uh, he probably breathes oxygen.

Chayn: *Glares* I meant more than that. Like fire, and that sort of thing.

Tynx: *Propels balloon and gets up close to Joey's face* Ooh, they are!

Me: What is Joey's and the rest's story about?

Melany: There are plenty of negative things I could see, but people depend on me. Such a burden would not benefit any of us.

Trevelian: I do not know that I have a part here. As a foreigner, I am not looked on well.

Nope, I mean Tynx. Michael still thinks Rynx is pathetic.

Justice: I Bweath Fiwe what else would a dwagon bweath.

Max: Our stories about alot of stuff. But its mostly about me adjusting to the existence of Aether, Aetheria, And Ect. while Justice and I help to reunite the small Aetherian nation of Avalon.

Joey: Their are also a bunch of side arcs, Like me coming to terms with my Fey lineage.

Amy: Or me finding my place in Aetherian society.

Hana: *raises eyebrow* Of course I play. Don't you all play an instrument? *puzzled*
Me: Hana, remember, I told you this isn't Elda. In this world, people worship their God by playing instruments, singing, dancing, writing, and pretty much through everything they do. The God here isn't like Lyr.
Hana: Oh... *still puzzled*
Crestopher: Just go with it, cousin. *pats Hana's back, grinning* *to Alace* We've been playing practically our whole lives. Would you like a demonstration?

Alastair: *studies Joey's eyes carefully* So they are... That's incredible. *to Melany**indicates bandage* Can I take this off now?

Me: *to Aris* I'm not redheaded and I get sunburned anyways... XP lucky! I wish I had red hair.

Alace: is that why I do?

Me: Yes it is. *sheepish smile*

Ilati: *indicates me* Her elves are not civil. They are obnoxious.

Me: Hey, I'm not the one who decided to totally reject the way I was created to be to become a creepy, night-loving creature! You think that isn't obnoxious?!

Ilati: *hisses*

Breindel: Ah, I see. You are wise, then. You are a doctor, yes?

Me: *to Hana* I do! I play violin also. But I'm not a character, so i don't think I count.

Alastair and I in sync to Crestopher's question: YES!!!! *sit in expectation*

Melany: *to Alace* Oh, yes. Just do be careful about it. *to Breindel* I am. My... god father managed to find some modern books for me so that I could learn Earth-side medicine as well the natural remedies of Lor-Amar.

Alastair: Okay. Thank you. *Peels off bandage and absently begins picking scab*

Breindel: Fascinating. I would like being a doctor, I think. Your godfather? He sounds like a good man. Ah, your Lor-Amar is connected to this Earth, yes? Are the remedies used on Lor-Amar very different from those of Earth?

Melany: *laughs a bit* Actually, he's a black leopard... They are very different. Usually, I only have access to Lor-Amaran remedies, but Earth does have information that can assist in healing that I would not know otherwise.

Joey-Your Lor-Amar is connected to earth? So is Aetheria! Its a wounder Tarra does not get ripped apart by the pull of two other dimensions.

Max: Yah Me, Amy, and Joey are all from Earth. Though you'd think Joey was from Aetheria the way he calls Earth Tarra or freaks out if you call him a Wizard.

Joey- I'm no wizard! I'm a Methodist dang it! You need to be careful remember when you called that baptist preacher a wizard he nearly flambeed you. I only talk like this because I grew up in Aetheric society.

Lily: I'm from Tarra also.

Max:In a border-town Might as well be Aetheria.

Justice: I hatched on Tawwa so does that mean I'm fwom Tawwa too?

Max: No, I mean, yes, I mean, Never-mind.

Melany: With how secret they are kept, it would not surprise me to find worlds behind every rock and corridor on Earth.

Breindel: *laughs also* Oh, my apologies. That explains your hesitation. Is it...normal to have talking black leopards in Lor-Amar, or perhaps this Earth, or Tarra?

Me: *is dying of laughter* Nice...very smooth, Joey.

Melany: No. We're not quite sure why some do talk yet. Certain types, like most dragons, are intelligent as a species, but it doesn't work that way with all animals. I'm not really sure where Tiberius came from.

Me: So, here's the dealz, awesomes: My Internet has been brutally murdered by a lightning surge, and I don't know when it will be revived. So I will remove my selves until further notice, so they don't take up unneeded space. I bid you adieu until sometime in the near future! *Drags a complaining Tynx, a sullen Mordir (cause he's upset about me kidnapping his family), and Chayn, who is disappointed but doesnt argue, and Emeer, who doesn't mind either way but seems a bit sorry to be leaving (and casts a glance at Shawn).

All: Bye, Aris and Company!

Breindel: So this Tiberius, he is the talking leopard? Hmm...there aren't any talking animals where I live. I'm not certain if there there are dragons...but from what I've seen of them, *smiles at Erronys and Malcolm* they seem quite nice.

Joey- Us Aetherians find words like, Witch. Wizard, Mage, Magic, Magick, and Magicka all quite insulting. The worst of all is Magician, Do I look like I'm pulling a rabbit out of a hat! (Lightning jumps between Joeys fingers)

Max- Calm down man, its going to be all right.

Joey-You are the worst offender! We are always telling you how those are taboo words but wont stop using them!

Max- Would you rather I call you a fairy?

Jory- That is our word! It's Shee to you (Points his trembling finger at Max)

Amy- Your only a quarter Fey so I don't see why your freaking out.

Joey- So it would be OK for you to walk up to a guy who's a quarter black and call him a...

Lily- Joey! (Beats Joey upside the head)

Me- And here is a taste of the sort-of humor you will be getting in my Aetheria Books.

Amy- Don't say that you'll give them the wrong idea! Aetheria does so much better than lampooning political correctness.

Me- Yah theirs plenty of slapstick!

Amy- (Sighs)

Justice- Why cant we all just get awong?

Amy- Actually with some exceptions like our sweet little Justice here. (Pats Justice gently on the head before scratching his chin) Most dragons are sort-of arrogant and view humans as little more than a tasty snack.

Malcolm: Thank you very much, Breindel. *twitches when he hears about dragons eating people*

Alastair: *jumps when Joey uses power* That...that was amazing! *snickers* I'm assuming you don't like being called sorcerers, either?

Me: *now needs to read story about DawnBringer's characters* I like the lightning thing, Joey! I'm enjoying the back-and-forth dialogue between all y'all, it's something I struggle with in my writing.

Breindel: You're welcome, Malcolm. *looks alarmed when Amy mentions dragons eating people* What?

Alastair: o.o Whaaaaat?? *glances at Malcolm, Erronys, and Justice in mild concern*

Me: I'm back! Well, I could have been ack the day after I posted the original post, but oh well. *Dumps characters back in*

Mordir: Somebody get the hulking dragon off me NOW.

Chayn: *Looks at Justice* Ah-ha! I'm not the only one who eats humans!

Emeer: You've never eaten a human in your life, Chayn.

Chayn: I ate a finger once.

Emeer: When you were, like, two weeks old!

Chayn: Your point is?

Tynx: I like Michael, too. He can make Rynx really mad.

Me: *To Abigail* Mine's more strawberry blonde. It's not the shocking "WHOA, that girl has red hair" kind of thing.

All: Welcome back, Aris and Company!

Simperer: *snickers at Mordir being squished by Chayn*

Alace: You ate somebody's finger??! *scoots backwards and bumps into Trevelian* Oh, I'm sorry! You're being awfully quiet. Do you want someone to talk to?

Me: *to Aris* Aw, it sounds pretty! Is it long? Mine's in a pixie, cuz I'm lazy and hate brushing it.

Ilati: *finds the hair conversation amusing*

Trevelian: I would be glad for some company.

Joey: Yea considering that Aetherians are prominently catholic, sorcerer is kind-of a BIG no no word. In fact considering that most Aetherians follow Judo-Christian or Buddhist (Polytheism is none existent do to certain historical facts) beliefs anything dealing with the occult will get you in big trouble.

Justice: I don't eat humans... What sort of Dwagon do you think I am?

Amy: Yea Justice is a more civilized dragon than most. Hes from a bloodline that looks upon the man eating bloodlines immoral.

Justice: I'm fwom the house of Merdin!

Me: Shhh... SPOILERS!

Joey: Yah and I'm part (BEEP!), Wait did you just.

Me: No more spoilers! I already let loose about a quarter of Skalahsehs plot! Not happening with you guys I've sat on your story to long for that!

Joey: Not even about my once and future (Beep!)!

Max: Or how I'm a descendent of (Beep!)!

Amy: What about (Beep!)!

Max: How about how (Beep!) first appears to be a (Beep!) but over time develops into a (Beep!) and becomes (Beep!) of (Beep!).

Amy: Not even Justices (Beep!) with (Beep!).

Me: No everyone here is a potential reader and thus a potential BUYER if I ever hope to become an author one day I cant spoil my plot lines so easily!

Max: Could we at least explain how Aether works?

Me: Well yea, that is if you weren't completely incompetent on the subject as your a subconscious user.

Max: Joey knows how it works and hes a subconscientious user.

Amy: (Face palms at her brothers verbal fumble)

Me: Well he know the basics as he was quite educated on the subject and do to him (Bleep!) his (Bleep!) he actually has to do so manually in most cases unlike you who just think Fire and...

Max: (His entire left arm is on fire) What, Whats everyone looking at.

Mordir: *Glares at the Simperer* Chayn, sit on him.

Chayn: *Looks lazily at the Simperer* Mmm, must I?

Mordir:

Emeer: *To Alace* Don't worry! She was only a baby. Anybody with half a brain would know not to dangle your hand in front of a baby dragon like a baited line.

Me: *To Abigail* It is long. Straight, but long.

Chayn: *Looks at Justice* No one lets me eat people. Now even Aris might not let me eat the Elven magic weaver.

Me: *Pushes Iluna into the room*

Mordir: Iluna!

Me: Yes, you can have her here. Just be all cool and macho still in the story, 'Kay?

Mordir: I was cool and macho? I thought I was more like brutal, panicked-

Me: You're all that inside where people don't see. On the outside you act calm and stuff.

Mordir: Calm is the last thing I'd call myself. It's hard to act calm when you give me a partner who keeps on drugging me to sleep!

Me: But she's cool.

Iluna: Where am I?

Alace: *to Joey* I see. I don't know what those religions are...but my authoress gets it. * at Max* Whoa! *dives behind Trevelian**to Trevelian* Why is his arm on fire?! *looks up at him* Please tell me you can't do that...

Simperer: *looks more amused at Chayn's response to Mordir*

Alace: *to Emeer* I'll be sure to remember not to do that.

Me: *to Aris**claps hands* It sounds pretty!!!

Simperer: *studies Iluna* So this is your wife, Mordir? Charming. Are you going to tell her what you were doing while she was absent, or shall I?

Trevelian: I don't believe I can...

Lahdeedah, look who's behind again.

Shawn: *smiles as Emeer kisses her hand* "It's been a delight getting to know her. She's spoken highly of you as well."

Jayson: *raises an eyebrow*

Me: "I think it's a custom, Jayson."

Jayson: (to Mordir) "I was talking to Hawkes over there and saying that it was probably best to ignore you."

Hawkes: "That would be 'Detective Inspector' to you."

Jayson: "I outrank you."

Hawkes: "How?"

Jayson: "Uhhh..."

Crestopher and Hana: *standing around awkwardly*
*Hana, not knowing what else to do, begins to play her violin softly*
*Crestopher taps out a quiet beat on his drum*

Mordir: Some dragon sit on the Simperer

Iluna: *Looks at the Simperer* Is he a friend of yours?

Mordir: Well, if you define friend as someone I'd like to strangle, then yes.

Iluna:

Mordir: *Glares at the Simperer* I've done nothing. Leave her alone.

Iluna: I'm going to guess you two haven't been getting along.

Me: They've been mortal enemies since day one. Should I bring the kids?

Mordir: No! They don't need to be influenced by him!

Emeer: *To Alastair* Oh, don't worry. That was just when she was a baby and didn't know any better. She's much more mature now.

Chayn: *Snorts*

Emeer: Behave. *To Shawn* Indeed? *Looks suspiciously at Chayn*

Chayn: I've said nothing bad about you. Your reputation is safe.

Emeer: *Smiles* I've heard you and she made quite the pair. I'd have liked to see how you both battled.

Mordir: Shawn spent most of her time getting captured.

Chayn: You spent your time getting killed.

Mordir: I did not. I spent my time being awesome.

Iluna:

Mordir: *Looks at Jayson* It's not a good idea to ignore me. People end up dead when they do.

Me: Because they don't realize you're someone they should be wary of.

Mordir: Exactly. *Smiles* You're lower than Hawkes? Sad. He's a failure, so what does that make you?

Me: Mordir's insulting remarks aside: I want to read Shawn, Jay, and the rest's story! I've lurked on your Pinterest, Shawnie. I am intrigued.

Tynx: *Propels balloon to Crestopher and Hana* Pretty. Is it magic?

Me: He hasn't heard music before?

Shawn: *smiles at Emeer* "It's true, I've heard only good things." *glares at Mordir* "I was outnumbered. And Chayn was the bravest one." *smiles*

Jayson: "And he was idiotic to try to capture you." (to Mordir) "You don't like being ignored, do you? And I'm no failure, so shut up."

Me: "No, you may not punch him."

Jayson: "I didn't even say--"

Hawkes: "You are all so mature."

Me: (to Aris) "I'm planning to get started on Shawn and Jayson and co.'s story after I finish up Hawkes' story."

Max: Do what, (Notices his arm on fire) Oh Crap! (Begins to beat his arm with his other arm trying to put the fire out)

Alace: Whew! I'd be concerned if you could. That is potentially dangerous. What can you do?

Simperer: Nothing? *makes an amused humming sound* You seen to have forgotten a certain dance you had earlier...

Tinsley: *to Mordir* Warning: Unattended children will be given coffee and a kitten. *looks very entertained by Max's reaction to his burning arm**suddenly looks at the Simperer* If you breathe a word of that...

Alace: *tugs on Trevelian's hand and leads him over to Hana and Crestopher**sits down and listens quietly*

Trevelian: Aahh... *is pulled over* I have some skill with a blade and understanding in hunting and agriculture... Lately I have to rely more on being street savvy.

Alace: You can use a sword? Wow... will you teach me?

Me: Alastair, he's not going to teach you.

Alace: Awh. *thinks* ...what does savvy mean?

Max: (Panting from exhaustion his sleeve burned off) Sword? I'm just know learning the sword myself.

Joey: I could teach you how to use a club.

Amy: You mean baseball bat?

Joey: No I'm part (Bleep!) its a club.

Trevelian: *looks at his broadsword and at Alace* If someone could loan you a smaller blade, I would be willing to.

Me: *hopes no one has one since she doesn't know a lot about sword fighting yet*

Trevelian: It simply means to have a good understanding.

Emeer: *Looks at Chayn, impressed*

Chayn: I do not know about the bravest. My anger clouded my judgment.

Mordir: Whose anger wasn't clouding their judgment then?

Chayn: Good point...

Mordir: *Looks at Shawn* Oh, please. You had plenty of friends to help you. They were all just pathetic. *Smirks at Jayson* Oh, I'm sure you're not. But being beneath one does make me wonder. And actually I do prefer to be ignored. Makes it easier for me to kill you when you're not paying attention to me.

Me: *To Author Shawn* Sweet. I wanna read Hawkes' too. I've been loitering in your Pinterest, and the story looks intriguing.

Mordir: *To Tinsley* Exactly why they shouldn't be in here. *Glowers at the Simperer* That was hardy my fault.

Iluna: A dance? You danced, Mordir? *Looks at Tinsley, confused*

Shawn: "Chayn, you were very brave." *smiles widely* "Mordir, your side lost."

Jayson: *snorts* "Oh, you like your miserable job to be easy. I see."

Me: *major facepalm* (to Aris) "Well, that one has been written in, so that can be arranged..."

Hawkes: *decides he enjoys this lack of attention*

Alastair: My authoress has a shorter sword.

Me: You can't have it, though. *winks at Kitra*

Alace: *pouts* *aha! face* To have a good understanding? So....the Simperer is savvy about torturing people?

Me: *facepalm* That wasn't the best way to word that...*giggles*

Tinsley: *to Mordir* Hmm. Too bad. *huffs* It wasn't my fault either! *to Iluna* Don't look at me!

Simperer: *highly amused* I wasn't sworn to secrecy, I'll tell her. *to Iluna* Your heroic husband decided to have a little dance with the half-Elf over there. *indicates Tinsley*

Alace: *realizes nobody is talking to Hawkes* *leads Trevelain over to him* Hi! I'm Alastair, and this is Trevelain. He can use a sword. What can you do?

Breindel: *to Crestopher and Hana* That song is beautiful. You two are very good at your instruments. How long have you played?

Trevelian: *grins a bit at being pulled away again* *nods an acknowledgement to Hawkes*

Chayn: *Rumbles appreciatively and bumps her muzzle against Shawn's shoulder*

Emeer: You'd make a good Dragon Keeper, Shawn.

Me: No recruiting. Doesn't quite work between stories.

Mordir: I only lost because my team decided to be their own boss!

Me: If that makes you feel better.

Mordir: You know it's true!!! *Whirls on Jayson* Well, when you kill people for a living, yes, you typically want it to be easy. Having my target attack me makes my job harder. Because then the room may look like there was a struggle, and I have to fix that. I won't comment on the miserable part.

Me: You just-

Mordir: Shut up, author. Go get yourself the Pinter-what's-its-face.

Me: Oi, don't get smart with me, mister. *To Shawnie* Ooh, kewl. So, the other characters I've seen, Jaimie, Lars, Pirzak. Are they with Shawn and Jayson in their story?

Mordir: *Glares murderously at the Simperer* So help me, I will-

Iluna: *Glances at Tinsley, then looks at the Simperer* Indeed? Were they good? Mordir tends to step on people's feet.

Mordir: Can you blame me?

Iluna: *Smiles and kisses him* No, but it's fun to tease you anyway.

Mordir:

Iluna: *To Tinsley* I don't know how you did it. Mordir never dances in front of other people. *To the Simperer* And you... *steps close to him and whispers something threatening that involves big words* *Steps back and walks over to Tinsley* So, you're a half Elf? Have you met Seymour?

Mordir: *Looks at the Simperer*

Me: You're so mature.

Iluna: *Looks at the Simperer* I do hope you two won't kill each other. Seeing my husband this riled up and not having killed you yet is an impressive feat.

Malcolm: *to Iluna* Well, there are bigger things here than their differences. *stretches* Myself, for example.

Me: sorry, Trevelian...he's not usually this hyper...Tinsley, did you give him coffee?

Tinsley: *acts innocent* unattended children....

Me: *facepalm* You're supposed to be attending him!! Oy!

Simperer: *thinks* Were they good? I found that it induced ennui, to avoid being fallacious.

Tinsley: I. Didn't. Do. It.

Simperer: *cocks an eyebrow at Iluna's threat* *nods to Mordir* I must congratulate you on your wife's intelligence. It makes up for your lack of it. *simpers*

Tinsley: Yes, I met him. He seemed very compassionate and wise. Do you know him well?

Simperer: *to Iluna* Impressive? Hmm. I was going to say his anger was entertaining. So you really think he could kill me? I'm intrigued.

Alace: Trevelian, I think Malcolm looks like a kitten when he stretches.

Breindel: Hana, is your violin difficult to play?

Trevelian: *laughs quietly*

Malcolm: I can still hear you two.

Trevelian: Dragons have good ears. They hunt on the wing.

Alace: He heard me? Is he going to eat me?

Me: Malcolm can talk, you know.

Alace: *meekly to Malcolm* Please don't eat me.

Malcolm: *snorts in a disgusted manner* I'm a dragon, not a savage...

Iluna: *Looks at Malcolm* Indeed. I've heard of you from Mordir. You almost killed him.

Me: *Glares at Mordir*

Mordir: What? Do you think I can hide something like that from my wife?

Mordir: *Smirks and crosses his arms* Nah, she gets it from me. Before she was just a prissy little princess.

Iluna: Who saved your hide, again?

Mordir: I was teasing.

Iluna: Oh. *To Tinsley* Not well, no. I don't think I'm making much of an appearance in Aris's story. I have heard of him, though. He seems like a nice person. *Turns to the Simperer* Yes, I do. He could kill you with a rabbit.

Mordir: That's my girl.

Chayn: What is it with you two and rabbits?

Tynx: What we should really be asking is where they're finding all of these hostile bunnies.