Introduction

[justgeorg]

It's a Thursday, and like any day that ends in "y," Georg has piano lessons. With his hands shoved in the pockets of his jacket, he's on his way to his piano instructor's house... mostly. He might have taken a detour by the stream, calling out to the boys who had happened to take a raft out that day. He's sorely tempted to ditch piano and stay here

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[eyrienprince]

Lucivar is currently in his usual position - that is, sprawled on the couch, but when the door opens, he sits up and looks around, then gives a dry little smile at the confused looking Georg, taking the oppurtunity to stretch his batlike wings a little. "Huh. You look confused, so that means you probably just arrived."

[justgeorg]

"I -- uh -- arrived, yes -- youhavewings." His eyes go a bit wider and he steps forward, mind scrambling. Okay, maybe he fell and hit his head -- yes! And now he's unconscious and having strange, unconscious person sorts of dreams. This thought relieves him (though perhaps he should be more concerned about lying unconscious in the woods somewhere), and he steps toward Lucivar.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar's eyes narrow a little and he eyes Georg a little warily and stands up, wings half spread. "Yeah..." he says slowly. It's been a while since he met anyone who made an issue of his wings, so it takes him a moment to remember. "Oh - right. I'm Eyrien." He raises his eyebrows at Georg. "Just arrived - huh. You're in for a lot of surprises, I'm afraid." He sounds a little amused, as as far as he's concerned, his wings are the least of the strange things about this place.

[justgeorg]

"I'm -- I'm Georg," he replies a little shakily, eyes fixed on this person's wings. "Where'd you get wings from?" He's impressed with himself -- his dreams are never this exciting.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar laughs. "I was born with them. I'm Eyrien. All Eyriens have wings." Well, unless they're throwbacks. But that's a little tangent. "I'm Lucivar. Lucivar Yaslana." He offers a calloused hand to shake.

[justgeorg]

Georg automatically offers a hand in return, though he wishes he had thought about it first once he takes Lucivar's hand. "I'm Georg Zirschnitz. As far as I know, Zirschnitzes don't come with wings."

[eyrienprince]

He gives him a firm handshake. "It would certainly seem that way," he says dryly.

[justgeorg]

"Can you fly?" He steps a little closer, feeling fairly safe since this pers-- er -- since Lucivar doesn't seem to want to eat him or kill him or anything.

[eyrienprince]

A grin. "They're not just decorative," he says, amused and also a little proud. Lucivar does like showing off.

[justgeorg]

"That's incredible." His eyes go a little wide and he stares at the wings, edging closer. "What do they feel like?"

[eyrienprince]

His shoulders tense very slightly, but he shrugs. "You can feel them, if you like," he says, spreading one to half its span.

[justgeorg]

Okay, Georg needs a moment for his brain to process this.

OH GOD THERE IS A MAN WITH BAT WINGS AND IT MAKES A FUNNY NOISE WHEN IT SPREADS AND IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING DEAR GOD.

Moment over, and he reaches his hand out veryvery lightly touch his wings. "Ohgoodness... That's incredible." Zirschnitzes don't have wings, and when confronted with things that overwhelm them somehow, they also lack extensive vocabularies.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar flinches just slightly but remains still. A wry smile. "I'm rather used to them by now, but I suppose they are..."

[justgeorg]

He takes his hand away, not wanting to ... er, overstay his welcome as it were, and he smiles up at him. "I'm afraid I'll never understand this place."

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar looks relieved and folds his wings back in, giving Georg another wry half smile. "No, probably not...there are people who have been here for years and are still confused by it."

[justgeorg]

"I think I'd rather be confused by this place than by Latin though," he decides firmly, slipping his hands into his pockets. "If there isn't any homework here, then I think I'll get along just fine here."