Intro post

[fangs_gray]

Surreal enters warily, oversized green-gold eyes noting each exit and stiletto already in hand. She's quite beautiful, and moves with a deadly grace, a mark of both of her professions, that of whore and assassin. She brushes her hair back behind one ear, revealing their slightly pointed tips, and adresses the room

Comments

[sadist_daemon]

"Possibly for the same reason I'm not," Daemon remarks drily, but then smiles.

"Hello, Surreal."

[fangs_gray]

She looks him over and appears satisfied with what she sees. "You look better than the last time I saw you"

Smiles also, "Am I right in assuming that wherever you are, Jaenelle is? Or is it the other way round?" and the smile turns teasing.

[sadist_daemon]

"I should hope so," he replies with a slight smile.

"She's here." And, if it needs to be mentioned, he's currently wearing his Consort's ring.

[fangs_gray]

*has noticed, of course*

How is she?

[treecateyes]

*watches her a little warily because he knows a danger when he sees it, but he recognizes where she's from* I doubt anyone could answer that, but there are a number of people here from Kaeleer. *he grins and extends a hand* Andy Venizelos, welcome to the insanity.

[fangs_gray]

Decides to treat his friendliness as genuine, and as she can't sense a strong psychic scent from him, will assume that she can defend herself against him anyway. And so she reaches out to shake his hand

"Well, at least I won't be alone in being lost then", she says, in a wry tone. She tilts her head in interest "Could you tell me who they are?"

[treecateyes]

He thinks for a minute, pulling the names together. "Jaenelle, Daemon, Lucivar, Karla, Kaelas, Rainier..." His smile grows a little at the last name. "There could be more, but those are the ones I've met."

[fangs_gray]

*nods and smiles* Thankyou, and I'm Surreal.

[rockabye_hamlet]

*snerks* Good luck with that one, sweetheart.

[fangs_gray]

*grins wryly, he's not a threat, and so will not bother to get riled up over the 'sweetheart'* Thanks.

[rockabye_hamlet]

*nope, not a threat unless he wants to be; and since he's retired, he doesn't really want to be* If you happen to find anyone who knows what's behind all this crazy, be sure to let me know, to.

[fangs_gray]

*quirks her mouth in a half-grin* Will do.

[dancing_warlord]

*grins* 'Lo, Surreal.

[fangs_gray]

*smiles back* Rainier.

Ty: Eek, I haven't read any of the short stories Rainier's in!

[dancing_warlord]

How's things?

Typist: Oh, dear. You need to get Dreams Made Flesh ASAP, then. It's really good.

[fangs_gray]

Not too bad, apart from the sudden change of surroundings, but I'm guessing that everyone's in the same boat as far as that's concerned.

Ty:On hold at the library as of now

[fiesty_eyrien]

*and here's a three-months (or possibly four) pregnant Marian, smiling* Hello!

[fangs_gray]

*with a noticable bump? We'll assume so for the purposes of this conversation*
Marian! How're you?

[fiesty_eyrien]

*yes indeed!*

Lovely! I'd be even lovelier if Lucivar would stop being ...well, himself.

[fangs_gray]

*Tries to hold back a laugh, but can't* Well, you married him, sugar. *smiles to show she's only teasing*

I'm guessing that being pregnant is doing nothing to make him less protective either?