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Desiree: *shakes her head, trying to shake off the feeling of the energy that she had stolen from him. Finally, she moves back over to her plate and stabs her fork into it* Even if I could… No. *sighing, she returns to eating her food* Just eat. I’m certain that you elf guys need food.
Desiree: *shakes her head, trying to shake off the feeling of the energy that she had stolen from him. Finally, she moves back over to her plate and stabs her fork into it* Even if I could… No. *sighing, she returns to eating her food* Just eat. I’m certain that you elf guys need food.
Kalysto: I suppose I am hungry, and… *stops as he stares at the bowl of pasta, looking repulsed* Oh god, you’re not one of those weird people that eats anything, are you? Some of you living creatures have no class or sophistication at all. *pushes the bowl away*
Kalysto: I suppose I am hungry, and… *stops as he stares at the bowl of pasta, looking repulsed* Oh god, you’re not one of those weird people that eats anything, are you? Some of you living creatures have no class or sophistication at all. *pushes the bowl away*
Desiree: *frowns as he shoves the pasta away. She then narrows her eyes* What? That was lobster, shirmp, tomato sauce, and plain old pasta. It’s perfectly fine to eat. It’s a lot better than the shit that my father knows how to make. *she darkly smirks* Then again, if you want to be picky, I can give you what my mother eats.
Desiree: *frowns as he shoves the pasta away. She then narrows her eyes* What? That was lobster, shirmp, tomato sauce, and plain old pasta. It’s perfectly fine to eat. It’s a lot better than the shit that my father knows how to make. *she darkly smirks* Then again, if you want to be picky, I can give you what my mother eats.
Kalysto: The… ‘shit’ that your father knows how to make? So very bluntly put. Are you sure you should be saying things like that? It’s not very becoming of somebody like yourself, now is it? *eyes off the bowl again and sneers at it* What the hell is it, again? It looks like a mess. And it looks infested.
Kalysto: The… ‘shit’ that your father knows how to make? So very bluntly put. Are you sure you should be saying things like that? It’s not very becoming of somebody like yourself, now is it? *eyes off the bowl again and sneers at it* What the hell is it, again? It looks like a mess. And it looks infested.
Desiree: Shellfish and pasta. I already told you. It’s shrimp, lobster, tomato sauce, and pasta. There’s nothing poisonous or unbecoming about that food. Just eat it. *she snorts in distaste* And I can say those things. Father and mother say much worse things all of the time.
Desiree: Shellfish and pasta. I already told you. It’s shrimp, lobster, tomato sauce, and pasta. There’s nothing poisonous or unbecoming about that food. Just eat it. *she snorts in distaste* And I can say those things. Father and mother say much worse things all of the time.
Kalysto: Seafood… *pushes the bowl away even further, looking just as disgusted as he was in the first place* Nothing poisonous about it? What are you trying to do, elude me into a sense of false security and kill me?
Kalysto: Seafood… *pushes the bowl away even further, looking just as disgusted as he was in the first place* Nothing poisonous about it? What are you trying to do, elude me into a sense of false security and kill me?
Desiree: *narrows her eyes then leans in closer* Listen, you were just out cold for more than eight hours. If I wanted to kill you, don’t you think I would have just done it while you were completely smashed, hm? *she shakes her head then reaches to the side to grab one of the books on the table. She then opens it up before continuing to eat* Fine, don’t eat my food. I’ll find someone else who appreciates my cooking.
Desiree: *narrows her eyes then leans in closer* Listen, you were just out cold for more than eight hours. If I wanted to kill you, don’t you think I would have just done it while you were completely smashed, hm? *she shakes her head then reaches to the side to grab one of the books on the table. She then opens it up before continuing to eat* Fine, don’t eat my food. I’ll find someone else who appreciates my cooking.
Kalysto: Good, you do that. *moves to his feet and brushes himself off. Then he heads to exit the room, wanting to continue his exploration of the area and get a better picture of his surroundings* So what do you do here all day anyway? Don’t you get bored with the lack of stimuli?
Kalysto: Good, you do that. *moves to his feet and brushes himself off. Then he heads to exit the room, wanting to continue his exploration of the area and get a better picture of his surroundings* So what do you do here all day anyway? Don’t you get bored with the lack of stimuli?
Desiree: *shrugs and points to all the books in the library* There’s pleanty of reading material, so I don’t get bored much. *she glances back at him* What makes you think that there’s a lack of stimuli anyway? You’ve only been awake in here for what, two hours? I hardly think that’s enough time to judge anything at all. *she snorts and returns to eating*
*Meanwhile, Xelong has woken up from his nap and began sniffing about his room. Eventually, he becomes bored with Zach, so he decides to wander away and look for food elsewhere. So, he follows the scent of smell to the library, where he just saunters past Kalysto and heads to the table. He then jumps onto the chair where the elf had been sitting in before leaping onto the table. Soon enough, he begins to scarf down the food that the elf had rejected*
Desiree: *shrugs and points to all the books in the library* There’s pleanty of reading material, so I don’t get bored much. *she glances back at him* What makes you think that there’s a lack of stimuli anyway? You’ve only been awake in here for what, two hours? I hardly think that’s enough time to judge anything at all. *she snorts and returns to eating*
*Meanwhile, Xelong has woken up from his nap and began sniffing about his room. Eventually, he becomes bored with Zach, so he decides to wander away and look for food elsewhere. So, he follows the scent of smell to the library, where he just saunters past Kalysto and heads to the table. He then jumps onto the chair where the elf had been sitting in before leaping onto the table. Soon enough, he begins to scarf down the food that the elf had rejected*
Kalysto: There’s a lack of stimuli because I am already bored. You must be simple minded. I’ve already looked around at these books and they don’t seem to be in any language I’m familiar with, apart from your common-tongue trash speak. And the humans never wrote anything of relevance to my kind anyway… *sneers at the books* Oh well, I suppose I shall have to make my own fun. *raises his hands up and begins casting a spell to project a runed circle onto the ground. Then it heats up and begins to smoulder the ground as it burns itself into the floor. He does this for a few moments and stops again as he sees the dragon come in, staring at it as it devours his food* Your home is infested by red whelps?
Kalysto: There’s a lack of stimuli because I am already bored. You must be simple minded. I’ve already looked around at these books and they don’t seem to be in any language I’m familiar with, apart from your common-tongue trash speak. And the humans never wrote anything of relevance to my kind anyway… *sneers at the books* Oh well, I suppose I shall have to make my own fun. *raises his hands up and begins casting a spell to project a runed circle onto the ground. Then it heats up and begins to smoulder the ground as it burns itself into the floor. He does this for a few moments and stops again as he sees the dragon come in, staring at it as it devours his food* Your home is infested by red whelps?
Desiree: *she frowns back at the elf as he speaks about the books. She then shakes her head and points to another section of the library* Those were written by dragon scribes. *she points to another* Those by elves. *points to another* Those by.. I don’t know.. I think mother has also made them all mixed up over the years. *she shrugs* But most of them were not written by humans. *she snorts then glances back at him as he asks her about whelps* Huh? *she then glances at Xelong* Oh, him? That’s Zach’s dragon. Xelong, I think.. Mother gave him to Zach so my brother would shut the hell up.
Desiree: *she frowns back at the elf as he speaks about the books. She then shakes her head and points to another section of the library* Those were written by dragon scribes. *she points to another* Those by elves. *points to another* Those by.. I don’t know.. I think mother has also made them all mixed up over the years. *she shrugs* But most of them were not written by humans. *she snorts then glances back at him as he asks her about whelps* Huh? *she then glances at Xelong* Oh, him? That’s Zach’s dragon. Xelong, I think.. Mother gave him to Zach so my brother would shut the hell up.
Kalysto: Elves? *scratches the side of his head, then idly pulls at his hair spikes* Huh. You do have elves on this stupid planet, hmm? If the books weren’t written by humans they must be partially interesting, then. If there are dragon books, then some of them have a magical presence about them, no doubt. *stares down at the dragon, then moves closer to it so he can poke at it’s wings* So it’s a pet? Can I kill it?
Kalysto: Elves? *scratches the side of his head, then idly pulls at his hair spikes* Huh. You do have elves on this stupid planet, hmm? If the books weren’t written by humans they must be partially interesting, then. If there are dragon books, then some of them have a magical presence about them, no doubt. *stares down at the dragon, then moves closer to it so he can poke at it’s wings* So it’s a pet? Can I kill it?
Desiree: *frowns and glances back at the books* Well… Umm… That’s a bit of a confusing thing for people who don’t know what happened to Halcyon. See, this island is from Earth. We’re currently on Gaea.. Mother and Father managed to actually transport this entire island from one planet to another. *She shrugs* But yea, no elves on this planet. There were ones on Earth though, at least before the Christianity shit. *She then deeply frowns at Kal’s next question* Xelong is not a pet.
Xelong: *continues to scarf down the food on the plate. However, he looks up as Kalysto asks if he can kill him. He then snorts* ~No, no kill me. I’m too beautiful to kill.~ *Snorting once more, he returns to eating*
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