Dæmon Room Revisit

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This way Mel. The room should be right… here- [Mail leads Mel into a mostly empty room, one that is not marked by an X. The moment he enters, he waits for the telltale sign of flashing gold particles as, just as he predicted, a small nightingale erupts from seemingly no where, flitting to his eye level to scold him furiously.]

You have vanished

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[ijk_mno]

L!

*His daemon, who is apparantly an irish wolfhound, jumps up the minute he enters the room. L very nearly goes down under the weight.*

Hello there.

[partialsmile]

Nearly enters and either doesn't notice, or she chooses to ignore the osprey that settles itself on her left shoulder.

"Is this an animal room?"

[ijk_mno]

No. We're your daemons. I'm Willha.

Nice to meet you, Willha. You need to get down, though. *The wolfhound drops to four legs, obligingly, but rubs up against him, tail wagging violently.*

Near. I'm not entirely sure of what this room's effects are, except that it has produced these two.

[partialsmile]

"Nearly, if you don't mind." She eyes the canine curiously before turning her attention to the bird, who ruffles his feathers before speaking up.

"Aradion. The room holds no further motive than what you have witnessed."

[praisejeevas]

[Matt was searching for Near, anyway, so he must have just missed IVY. But the moment he spots Near in the room, he enters. And mimics the WTF face.]

Near... there's a tiger... [He apparently hasn't noticed the moth that has taken residence on his sleeve.]

[praisejeevas]

Many of us tend to be, one way or another. [The moth pipes up after the tiger speaks, fluttering into view long enough to latch onto Matt's shirt again, under the collar.

Matt doesn't look too pleased about having a bug on him, though.]

Okay, so... is this a jungle room or something?

[chilichoc]

*Mel sort of knew what to expect, but her eyes go wide when the nightingale appears, and they get huge when a small snow leopard flashes into being beside her and butts its head against her knees.*

It is about time you met me!

...Oh. Wow. Hi, Clyareon.

*She looks down at her own dæmon with amusement and an instinctive affection, and the cat tosses its head, then nods greetings at the three others in turn.*
I am Arkadion.

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[Clyareon huffs and moves to rest on Mail's shoulder, fluttering her wings in agitation at having her scolding ignored.] A pleasure Mel, Arkadion.

[Mail smiles and presses a finger to Clyareon's head, soothing her as he admires Mel and her dæmon.] I had a feeling yours would be a big cat, Mel. [He chuckles, and nods politely to him.] Nice to meet you, Arkadion.

[chilichoc]

*Mel laughs happily, and scratches her daemon's head.* I think she's a bit more assertive than you, sweetie.

*Arkadion makes a pleased chuffing noise, but he sounds slightly impatient with Mel.* She is part of him, as I am part of you.

It's weird... I'm not really surprised by either of them.

[downtothefilter]

She might be.

You shouldn't be! We are you, and you are us, after all! [Clyareon boldly flits down, perhaps to prove a point, settling on Arkadion's back.]

As we going to have more spiritual talk now?

[gamerspy]

I'm Eilidh.

*The small fox speaks before Matt can react. Then he crouches, holding out a hand for her to sniff.*

Uh. Hey.

[partialsmile]

"Everyone appears to gain an animal upon entrance."

[gamerspy]

Yeah, I gathered. *Not straightening up from his crouch, but glancing up to give Nearly a smile.*

Near, right? Or something different?

[partialsmile]

"Nearly."

[terusagoodboy]

*Teru's still looking for Miles. He's wearing a black fedora, and looks slightly pale, as if he hasn't slept well. When he enters the room, he finds himself holding a large black lop-eared rabbit, who snuggles up to him.*

You'll find him. Don't worry.

...who are you?

I'm Aithne. I'm part of you.

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