[ It's another beautiful morning at the Flying Couches! Well, okay, it isn't. It's raining about as heavily as it ever does here, and the sky is grey, which is unusual, and generally regarded as a bad portent. ] [ But other than that, everything's fine! ] [ And you're all waking up and kicking around the house. Session Start! ] * Seylin is in the kitchen making breakfast. * Istvan is up on the roof, sparring with Kenji. Has been since dawn. His anvil is sitting in the common room, looking lonely. * Patrick is sitting on the anvil. It doesn't look so lonely anymore. * Seylin hums as she cracks eggs into a bowl and whisks them. There's another bowl filled with pancake batter sitting nearby, and a griddle warming up. * Patrick knocks on the anvil. * Istvan is, needless to say, soaked to the bone. His shirt's long since been discarded as useless. If he had a fan club, this would be Photo Day. * Will is watching Sey make breakfast. The entire process facinates him to no end. Will, would you mind getting the orange juice for me? * Will nods. "Sure!" *Goes and gets the orange juice from the fridge* * Patrick gets up and smiles at Seylin. "Makin' pancakes for breakfast?" ^_^ * Max flies up, and waves down at Kenji and Istvan as he zooms around the house, descending towards the front door. Yep! Pancakes and eggs! And an extra batch for Tia! [ There's a pair of yells coming from the front yard, and growing nearer, followed by a pair of loud *thump*s. ] * Seylin has a whole huge bowl and another carton of eggs off to the side. * Will brings the OJ back. "Here it is!" Thanks, Will! Mind- * Seylin is cut off by the yelling and thumping. What's that? I'll check it out. ^^ * Patrick heads out the door! * Max looks down, to see what it is. But stops descending, to stay out of reach of...whatever. * Will follows Pat out too!! * Seylin stays here for the moment, so the eggs won't burn. * HKenji greets Max and Pat as he walks in the front door, muddy as hell and covered with flower petals. * Will blinks. "Everything's fine out there, Kenji?" Hoi. * Istvan is right behind Kenji, covered in somewhat less mud, but just as many flower petals. "We fell. I landed on top." Yeah. Istvan will be in in a minute. He's not as good at taking falls. * Patrick snickers. "You're going to help with that, I hope." * HKenji pushes Istvan back out in the rain. * Max chuckles, and drifts towards the door, himself, pushing his glasses up his nose. "Hello, everyone." ^_^ * Istvan is limping a bit, and thus actually stumbles back a bit when shoved. "Thankfully, Kenji makes for a surprisingly soft landing." *stands outside for a minute to let the rain wash off the mud* * Will notices that Istvan's a bit shaky. "Istvan, you all right?" * Seylin comes out from the kitchen. "Everything okay?" He has no injuries that time won't fix. * HKenji raises one hand to greet Seylin. Several flower petals drift down from his arm. Oh, Kenji, not the flowers again. * Istvan walks back in, again with a bit of a limp. "Nothing too bad. Kenji beat me black'n blue, as usual. And I landed a bit wierd on my leg." You're just going to have to help me replant them. * Seylin smiles beatifically before heading back to finish breakfast. First you'll want to get them off of him. He seems to have brought you an inadvertant boquet. ^^ * Will looks between Kenji and Istvan. "Er...Would me healing that interfere with training?" Yes. * Istvan waves Will off. "No need. S'just twisted a bit." * Patrick nods and grins. Istvan, you are still flinching from incoming hits. You have less than a week to correct that. That's not flinching, Kenji. That's my poor excuse for dodging. * HKenji jabs Istvan in the ribs with his bokken. "when I want you to dodge, I will teach you how to dodge." * Tia can be heard giggling as the door to Flying Couches swings open to allow the dripping form of the blonde dracotaur to enter the room. * Will looks a bit crestfallen seeing that his healing has fallen out of favor in the past weeks. He nods and walks back to watch Sey make breakfast. * Istvan looks down at Kenji, and swats away the bokken. "I know how to dodge. I'm just not built for it." * Max waves. "Hi, Tia!" Hey Tia. Nevertheless, I can teach you to dodge properly. * Will looks back. "Oh hi, Tia!" But that is a lesson for another time. * Tia is sopping wet, though the water seems to be rapidly soaking into her scaly skin. "It's raining outside!" She beams cheerfully and suddenly shakes herself vigorously, spraying cold water droplets everywhere. Will, would you mind pouring orange juice for everyone? * Tia waves at Will. "Hiya, Will!" * Tia sniffs the air tentatively. "Do I smell...pancakes?" * Max grins at his own soaked robes. "I noticed." * Istvan gets a brief cold shower, and sputters a bit. * HKenji is thankfully shielded from Tia. * Will waves back at Tia before going to pour orange juice for everybody. * Max mutters a short spell, and water starts flowing off of his clothes, and evaporating. * Seylin works with great skill, flipping pancakes and stacking them on a plate. There's one very large plate with a very large stack, and another smaller one with a sizeable stack nonetheless. Anyone else want to be dried out? <_< >_> * Tia follows her nose into the kitchen. Istvan and I could use a good cleaning, if you would, Max. * Will set out a cup for everybody on the table for everybody and carefully fills each cup to the brim. * Istvan nods. "I'd appreciate it." * Tia is almost dry by now, her body having absorbed all the rainwater. "Hiya, Sey! You're making pancakes!" Yep! * Seylin points to the very large plate. "Those are yours!" * Tia abruptly begins wagging her tail violently. All for me?! * Seylin laughs. "Be careful!" Uh... I think this calls for a more precise spell. Hold still! *drifts over to the filthy duo, and pats Kenji on the head at the conclusion of a short spell. Kenji's suddenly sparkly clean - sterile, even. Max then does the same for Istvan* All for you. I'm making eggs too! Wow, eggs! There! ...and I'm out of those now. ^^; * Patrick snerks. Oh, Tia, where's the mug you like to use? That way Will can get you some orange juice. * Tia flounces joyfully, causing many loose items in the kitchen to jump on their resting surfaces. * Max sniffs. "Can I have some, Seylin? They smell wonderful." * Seylin hears the teakettle start to whistle and turns that burner off. Of course! I'm making them for everyone! Heyheyhey. You can't serve pancakes without some fruit, can you? ~_^ * Will waves his hands wildly trying to stop Tia from jumping. "Watch the orange juices!" * Tia reaches into a cabinet and takes out an extra large mug. It looks more like a cooking pot, honestly. Thanks. ^_^ I haven't had breakfast yet. *floats over to the table, where he uses his Book as a booster seat in a chair* Oh, right! Sorry! * Tia stills herself with some difficulty, but she's still beaming. It's alright Tia. Just needs to wipe some of the spills. * Patrick walks over and gets some blueberries, strawberries, and heavy cream out of the fridge. As an aside he gets a bunch of bannanas and a couple oranges and throws/puts them on the table. * Istvan looks himself over. "Thanks, Max." *pauses* "I'm gonna go get a shirt." *heads for his room* 'Welcome, Istvan. ^_^ * Will grabs a towel and wipes all the orange juice that spilled out off the table. * Istvan returns! With a shirt! Which he's wearing! He wanders over to the fridge, grabs a rather sizeable leg of mutton, and starts gnawing on it as he flumps down on the couch. Who wants tea? * Max sits, kicking his feet under the table, waiting patiently for everyone to be served. Ooh! What kind? Hey, Max, you have a spell that can whip cream? ...I've still got a Presto going, so that might work. Lemme try. ^^ * Patrick shakes up the heavy cream and pours it into a bowl. If it works, we'll have whipped cream too! * Max stands up in his book and gestures at the empty space in front of him on the table. * Seylin opens a cabinet. "Chamomile, orange, spice, vanilla, black, and green." I want tea! Spice me! What kind of tea, Tia? Umm...all of them! Orange tea to go with orange juice, please. ^_^ * Tia grins. * Seylin laughs. * Max takes the bowl of cream, and starts gesturing around and around as if he was stirring it. Slowly, the cream starts moving in concert, picking up speed. "..hey, I think it's working." * Will grins. "I don't think that would be good, Tia." * Seylin gets teabags and mugs and starts pouring water. She grabs a very large mug for Tia and puts one of each kind of teabag in. Will, mind carrying the eggs over? * Seylin points to two bowls: one for Tia and one for everyone else. I put a little bit of cheese and some scallions in. * Patrick knocks a chair around, eventually sitting his butt on it and it leaning back with him in it. * Will nods. "No problem." * Max starts getting more dramatic with his gestures, almost like conducting an orchestra. So far, it's just whipping the cream. He looks like he's having fun. ^_^ * Tia wags her tail happily. * Will brings the bowls of eggs over, setting one in front of Tia and the other in the center of the table. Thanks, Will! You're welcome, Tia! * Seylin carries over mugs of tea and sets them in front of the appropriate people. Thanks, Seylin. * Istvan is about halfway through his mutton when he pauses, goes back to the fridge, pours himself a tankard of dwarven ale, and returns to his place on the couch. * HKenji shakes his head at Istvan. "You shouldn't eat such heavy food." Thanks Sey. ~_^ * Seylin is apparently familiar with Istvan's eating habits and seems unfazed. * Max blinks. "Ale so early, Istvan?" Dwarven breakfast. * Tia thanks Seylin, too. * Seylin sits down at the table. "You're welcome. Will, would you mind saying a quick grace?" * Max glances down at the cream, which has stopped moving quite so much. "...I think it's done, Patrick." * Patrick dismisses it with a wave. "Always does that. Don't bother me any." Also dwarven lunch, dwarven dinner, dwarven dessert, and dwarven snacktime. Ah, excellent! ...I see. Now. * Will sits down too. "Of course. Let's see..." * Max plops back down on his Book, sitting at the table like a civilized halfling. * Patrick takes a big spoon and plumps it in the huge bowl of whipped cream. * Max kicks his feet under the table, again. Kick, kick, push glasses up nose, kick. * Tia enjoys her odd mix of tea. "Yum!" * Will leads the party, those that aren't eating already, in saying grace and ends with a big thanks to Bahamut for the food they're about to enjoy. Let's eat! * Seylin waits until Will finishes, then takes some pancakes, puts fruit and whipped cream on them, and takes some eggs as well. Way ahead of ya! Amen. *pushes glasses up his nose, and digs in!* * Istvan follows up with the Dwarven Ode To Moradin For Bringing Forth The Ale, and chugs. * HKenji reaches out with his chopsticks, snags a pancake, and drops it on his plate. * Will grins. "I noticed!" *Starts eating the pancakes.* * Patrick grabs a banana, takes a nice scoop of whipped cream and plops it on his pancakes, and coats that in blueberries. No syrup here! * Max waits patiently for food to get passed closer to him, so he's not climbing on the table. ^^; *sips tea* ...! This is good! :9 * Patrick dunks his pancakes in his spicy tea and eats. ^^ * Tia digs into her food with gusto. * HKenji reaches out and drops some strawberries onto his pancake, then rolls it up and begins a slow, methodical consumption. For those who have preparations to make, we leave in just under a week. * Max snags five pancakes when they come within reach. "Pass the syrup, please?" * Tia 's dishes rapidly empty. I'm, um, ready to go, Kenji. Where are we going? I'll have everything I need to do ready by then. To scare off some trolls, and find the second altar piece. Yup. ^_^ * Tia stuffs her mouth full again and swallows quickly. "Trolls?" yes. You remember the troll prince, right? Nope. *pushes glasses up nose, attentively* * Tia blinks and thinks, then nods. "I think so." * Will has joined #Canyonhome He was nice to us, wasn't he? Big guy. Polite in an "I wanna eat your heart" sorta way. Casts spells. I remember. Spells, you say? He gave us maps! * Tia continues inhaling food. Namely 'cuz he has stuff to hide. Why would he give us maps if he had stuff to hide? * Istvan nods at Max. "Did something that froze one of his guard trolls." *pauses* "Not ice froze. Froze like paralyzed." * Max 's glasses glare over. "Sounds interesting. How is the next encounter expected to go? Hostile, peaceful?" * Tia eggs and pancakes have vanished. * Seylin munches pancakes and listens. It will be peaceful... unless something goes wrong. * Tia nods. "I will hit people if they can't be peaceful." She nods solemnly. Then we just need to ensure nothing goes wrong. ^^ Hey, Tia, is that the syrup by your plate? * Patrick snickers. * Tia throws back the huge adamantine mug of orange juice and empties it in one long pull. Oh, the syrup! * Tia quickly passes the syrup to Max. * Patrick inhales some whipped cream along with his pancakes. ^_^ * Max reaches up and takes it. "Thanks." He proceeds to pour liberal amounts over his pancakes. And then eats. }:9 * Istvan finishes off his mutton. "And, to help make sure things go peacefully, I'll be talking as little as possible." * Will reaches out and takes in some eggs. Yum. :p * Max almost chokes on a pancake bite as he chuckles at Istvan's statement. *cough* *cough* *swallow* *laugh* * Seylin giggles. ^_^; Good pancakes. *takes another mouthful* Mmm, missing meat. * Tia sits back sleepily, having just consumed mass quantities of pancake and egg. * Patrick slices up his egg and starts eating it. I suppose I should ask, is there anything in particular you want me to do or have on hand for this trip? Yes. You should prepare for a duel. A duel? * Max blinks. "How do you mean?" One on one asskicking competetion is the kinda duel you're talking about, right? Precisely. If necessary, I intend to challenge him and his seven best warriors to a duel, to prove our strength. Single combat. * Tia appears to be dozing off. "Oof, I'm full." So you expect me to 'duel' this Prince? ...Now I wish I had more money. Wands are so much better for most dueling purposes. Rays, rather than area effects, in particular... *starts doodling notes in green glowing lines in the air* If it's with trolls, Acid Arrow's a good bet... ...wonder if I can get ahold of a disjunction scroll. Definitely want some dispelling. No, I expect you to duel someone of his choosing. * Will raises his hand. "I'm going to be fighting too? In a duel?" You should be fine using your normal tools, Max. Everyone will be, if it comes down to it. But I am the only one of sufficient rank to challenge the prince himself, if it comes to that. * Max ^^;s. "I'm not so sure of that. Most of my stuff is geared to hitting lots of things." * Seylin nods. "Do you have any advice for me, Kenji?" ...what's rank got to do with it, Kenji? If I know trolls right, all they respect is power. Yes, but in order to even issue the challenge, one must be of sufficient rank, or the challenge can simply be refused. In truth... *mumbles around a mouth suddenly full of pancakes* * Max eyes Kenji as if he'd just accused the sun of being responsible for night time. * Patrick munches more pancakes. *shrug* Ah well. I'll see what I can do about setting up a few scrolls for alternate progression. A colleague has an interesting divination he's working on... *puts more pancake in his mouth, followed by some orange juice* This is the way of royalty, Max. The simple fact is, a person of sufficiently lower rank can be dismissed without even considering the matter. It takes enormous political pressure to force someone of higher rank to accept a challenge. That kind of power is something we do not have. * Tia seems to be snoring lightly. * Istvan looks over at Seylin. "Hit them until they fall down. Best fighting advice I ever got." ...They have proffessors running things in the troll kingdom, too? o_O I don't understand what you mean, Max. * Seylin nods to Istvan. * Max shakes his head. "Nothing. I think I might see where you're coming from, though. Just a pet peeve of mine." * Tia rolls over and knocks over her mug with her tail. Good thing it's adamantine and empty. ...should we wake Tia before she knocks over the table? * Seylin nudges Tia in the arm. Yes. I don't understand this... pet peeve. I didn't know you kept a pet. Slang for something that ticks him off. * Patrick chugs the rest of his tea. :9 * Max snickers. "It's an expression. A 'peeve' is something annoying. A 'pet peeve' is--yeah, what Patrick said." I see. And you do too know I keep a pet! :P Or don't you remember Specs? * Tia shifts when her arm is nudged, but she rolls over again, knocking her plate off the table with one wing. Yeah. Haven't seen Specs lately! How's he doing? Ooops. * Istvan eyes Tia, eyes the mutton bone in front of him, then gets up, walks over to Tia, and waves the bone in front of her face. He's, um *blush* courting. Don't worry, he'll be ready to go by next week. ^_^ * Patrick snerks. * Tia sniffs the air in front of her, and her eyes fly open as she hops to her feet with remarkable agility. * Seylin giggles. * Tia wags her tail. "Whatcha doin', Isty?" * Will grins. * Max finishes his pancakes, finally, and eyes any remaining ones consideringly. * Istvan grins. "Just testin' a theory." * Tia cocks her head to one side and looks mildly puzzled, but she grins and continues to wag her tail. * Max kicks his feet under the table some more. "So, anyway, I got my grading done, and my own papers turned in. I'm done early; so if I can help with anything in the next week..." * Istvan ruffles Tia's hair, then flumps back down on the couch. [ Tia knocks over a lamp with her tail. ] * Tia beams. * Max winces. * Patrick snerks as the lamp doesn't break. Yes, it's been Tiaproofed (tm). * Max mutters, "Maybe I can try to find a way to contact that dragon for some long-range chess..." and makes more notes hanging in the air in front of him. What dragon, Max? Hm? * Will goes to the fridge for an orange juice refill. Oh! You remember, the one we met on the first day I met you guys. Oh! But wasn't he a bad dragon? *shrug* He's probably good at chess. * Tia blinks. "Papa always told me not to play with bad dragons." Good advice. One reason for long-range chess. Never play a game with something that could eat you as a valid move. * Tia nods. "My papa plays chess. You can play with him instead!" * Patrick snickers. Really? Cool! * Tia wags her tail. When can I meet him? He won't mind if I ask him to play, will he? Umm, you didn't meet him last time he came to visit, Max? *blink* Your dad? I don't think so... I've not been around here much, except since coming back. And I don't live here. ^^; That's right. I think you joined us while Tia was still away visiting her family. And her parents came to pick her up before. * Tia thinks. "I don't remember, but Mama and Papa might come visit again sometime, and I can always ask him for you!" Oh. Oh yeah, she just appeared out of nowhere, and tackled poor Kenji. *laughs, remembering* Yep! * Tia suddenly recalls, and she giggles. "Oh, yeah!" But sure, I'd love to play him in some chess sometime, if he doesn't mind. ^^ * Tia nods emphatically. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind!" * Max pushes his glasses up his nose, and laces his fingers in front of his face. "Excellent." * Max coughs, and picks up his plate. "So, um, where do dirty dishes go?" In the sink. * Tia hears this and hurriedly scoops up the fallen dishes and trots off to place them in the sink Okay. *stands on his Book and carries his dishes to said sink* Thanks for breakfast, Sey! * Patrick snickers and whispers to Seylin. * Tia returns, grinning widely. * Seylin whispers back. Yes, thank you. *floats into the sitting room, and opens his book, losing himself in writing down notes* You're welcome! * Will finishes off his orange juice. "Thanks for the breakfast, Seylin!" * Patrick gets up and takes his dishes over to help clean up. You're welcome, Will! [ And they all lived happily ever after. Session End! ]