"Can't. I've tried before and it always gives me a headache. Every damn time."

"Hm..." Hiro looked at one. "It's a mongoose, with rabies, fighting a bison, with wings."

Zato nodded as Khakoi asked him to follow, but he still remained silent. He followed them into a museum of sorts, and although most of the artworks were little more than colourful curiosities to him, he felt a strange attraction to some of the runes... the Socerai runes.

I feel like I should know this... but how?

Then, he turned to look at the Isperi artifacts, probably the only kind which he was familiar with. He recognized the leaf and branch motif which decorated Ron's bow. The recognition brought back a memory...

... and the memory brought back pain.

"May the gods be with you wherever you are, old man." Zato whispered.

"Let me see that. That's a Wolf howling at the moon." Drae'san said looking disgusted at Hiro.

"What are you, blind? That 'wolf' is a mongoose, with rabies, and it's jumping at the 'moon', which is the bison, who has wings, so it's flying."

Khakoi looked at Hiro like he was crazy, "'A mongoose, with rabies, fighting a bison, with wings'?" She repeated what he said, "You've got to be mentally unwell to be seeing that." She went over and squinted at the picture that Hiro had been looking at, trying to see something.

Drae'san looked at the model of the training exercise. "And that is not how you do that."

"So go complain to the curator about it" Ainaz said disinterestedly. She was bored. None of this was really new to her. Just because they never traded with the Ali didn't mean that they didn't keep tabs on them.

OOC: sorry about not being able to post what my character is doing until now, I had to work, but it was my last day (hoorah for the gainfully unemployed!), so i'll have some free time.
...Am I the only cat person here?

IC: After learning about this place bit by bit and about the Jae'Sun blades (also wondering throughout if his strange blades were in fact a part of this group), Uoyot decided to investigate this matter, as the topic was mentioned and occasionally overheard by Uoyot while carrying out some of his "jobs". Sneaking into this place was very difficult, since Uoyot had never seen such gadgets used about the property and therefore attempted to avoid all of them the best he could. Besides, whoever could afford this technology must be filthy rich, and where richness is, there's often someone who will pay for the "removal" of another being...Perfect.

He sat, hiding and waiting on the roof of the building as the group walked out, abuzz about some sort of job concerning the retreival of the infamous Jae'Sun blades.

ooc: You do realize the roof is made of glass and people can look up and see you

The sound of Ainaz and Drae'san broke him from his reverie. He snapped at nobody in particular.

"Enough of this pointless bickering. Some of us are trying to appreciate the art here, you know."

He noted a dark figure on the glass roof of the museum and asked Drae'san, 'Is that one of the exhibits? It seems to be titled 'Idiot Thief Trying To Hide."

Ainaz snickered, and waved at the individual on the roof.

She replied to the man, "We're not bickering. That would require him to participate in it." She grinned.

Zato sighed again. City folk. He would never understand them.

"By the way, I didn't get your names. Mine is Zato Roronoa Isperi. And you are...?"

"I'm Ainaz D'Rell of the Shandim Talan. Nice to meet you." She grinned and stuck out her hand.

He took her hand and gripped it firmly.

"A pleasure meeting you as well. Hmm... you're not exactly the damsel-in-distress type, are you?"

He flipped her palm over one-handed and touched it with his thumb.

"These calluses... I'd say you know how to handle yourself in a fight. Remind me never to get on your bad side." He smiled back at her.

(OOC: I had to go to a concert all yesterday, is it too late to be story-injected?)

"Drae'san Al'Corozon of the Ali Tribe." Drae'san cupped his hands together and bowed his head. He looked further down the "A Argerai circle?" he smiled. He walked into the stone platform with a circle of sand in the middle. "any body want to spar?"

ooc: nope just comment on being quiet at the meeting.

(OOC: Ok...)

*The outside world is truly a strange place* Jude thought to himself. He had been sitting here for who knows how long, and had almost no clue as to what these others were talking about, partly due to the fact that he hadn't been listening that intently.

He vaguely thought about taking the man up on his challenge, but decided to hold off for now...no need to 'showboat' as his father had said.

(OOC: I'd fight, but school, and exams...)

"Drae'san Al'Corozon... Hmm... You offer is interesting, but I must insist on using my short sword. If ever Longicolnis is drawn, it must shed blood before it can be returned, and I have no desire to injure a possible comrade."

oops
 

OOC: didn't realize the roof was glass until now...had to skim those 9 pages late last night, musta missed that detail...

IC: "@#$%^" a glass roof, keep this up and you'll get yourself killed. well, no matter, i've already been seen...$&%@#...may as well go down and introduce myself...I must never let this sort of thing happen again...

Uoyot leaps down quickly from the roof, to a tree, to the ground.

"My apologies for not coming down eariler, let me introduce myself. My name is Uoyot H'tead. I'm hoping that I may...assit your group on your quest." he said with a small bow. "May I ask, who is in charge of this establishment and where I may find him?"

(OOC: Jeez, I'm gone for a day, and I'm already 10 pages behind! I'm scared to see how far behind I am in Perditions.)

Tama grunted, and got up from where he was laying. He knocked his head hard on a case of swords.

"Shit! That hurt!" He rubbed his head, and slowly stood up. He started to walk around, but was holding onto his crystal katana, just in case. He eventually found a group of people, and he was a little wary of talking to them. They all had weapons that seemed to be of around the same quality of the swords in the cases. He could probably take some of them, but if they all turned on him, he was screwed.