Dark-Eye [PB1]: *shuffling along
barefoot, carrying a sandle in each hand*
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *she tries not to get
distracted by the feel of the ground beneath her feet, but it certainly feels a
lot better than feeling the confinement of the shoes*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Sorry, the path to
this room confoozled me!))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He makes his way into
the Sept, staff resting comfortably over one shoulder. The Gaian is wearing his
usual garb...green lace-up shirt, leather pants, and the steel-toed boots. No
trench, though. His hair is loose and falling free over his shoulders.
Dark-Eye [PB1]: ((Sorry about that. Someone
called)) *she quickly notes the arrival & perks*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over to
Dark-Eye and nods to her, smiling. "Hello." He shifts his direction and makes
his way over to her.
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *except she closes the
distance by scurrying towards Aerin* Hello!
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He chuckles a bit and
nods to her. "Nice to meet you." His hand extends. "Aerin Dream Thomas. Adren
Philodox of the Children of Gaia, Alpha of the Heart of Thorns and Emissary to
the Sept of the Green."
Dark-Eye [PB1]: I'm Dark-Eye, Cliath
Ragabash of the Uktena. *grins* Well now we've personally met in addition to
formally meeting.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "A pleasure to meet you,
Dark-Eye." He smiles and nods. "Just out and about tonight?"
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *nods* Yes, rhya. The same
for you?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little. "I'm
up here at least a couple times a week...I do a lot of work over at Serenity
Manor. Once I'm done...I like to walk around a bit." He shrugs and smiles. "It's
home, after all."
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *nods a bunch* I hope it'll
be my home for awhile.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods. "Did you come
from here originally?"
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *shakes her head* Nope.
Just making a start for myself & thought this might be a good place.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Excellent. It is an
excellent place to find yourself." Said as if he would be one to know. "Where
did you come from?"
Dark-Eye [PB1]: Well I came from Montana at
a mutli-tribal sept, but I spent some time at an all Uktena sept in the south
west *sage nod*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Ahh, cool." He nods. "I
came from Portland, Oregon originally. But New York is very much my home now."
Dark-Eye [PB1]: I made a brief visit to New
York City. Very big place. *gestures widely* But came back here. It's quiet
here. I like the quiet.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, quiet can be
nice, from time to time."
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *nod*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Have you found a
pack yet?" He leans on his staff, watching the other.
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *shakes her head* I haven't
been here long enough, I don't think. Not had the chance to talk to many here.
Dark-Eye [PB1]: ((It's funny that the blood
colored font looks more like brown than the brown color))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Well, you'll find
someone soon enough." He nods and gives her a reassuring smile.
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *nods* I hope so.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Yeah, it is. *S*)) He smiles and nods. "Well...I'm heading up to do some practice with my Iskakku. It's been nice meeting you, Dark-Eye. Goddess's Grace."
Dark-Eye [PB1]: Do you mind if I watch?
And what's Iss... Iss cack-coo?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Iskakku.
Staff-fighting." He pats the symbol-laden staff he's leaning on with a smile.
"And sure, you can watch if you like. I tend to drown out a lot while I do
it...but you're welcome to observe."
Dark-Eye [PB1]: *beams* Great! This'll
be interesting!
Dark-Eye [PB1]: ((If you need to close the
window to this room, due to lots of multi-tasking, that's fine. I'm glad I got
some ICness at Gaia's Hand ^_^ Squee))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Thanks. *Hugs* He does
several katas, working himself to a point of exhaustion. Very focused on his
training, becoming one with his staff. It's a meditative thing as much as a
combat form...very martial arts. When he's done, he says goodbye to Dark-Eye,
and heads off to visit a pregnant friend. Thanks for the scene!))
Dark-Eye [PB1]: ((Dark-Eye watches with
an intense & curious stare. And thank you very, very much!))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((*hugs and jets*))