Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 12:47:22 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 12:49:51 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 12:53:56 PM)
*Rasia is just leaving the house in a fantastic gown of deep crimson, heavily embroidered in an almost French fashion all throughout the strapless bodice. The long skirts ruched and gathered periodically through the length with smaller sewn designs. She wears a white rabbit fur stole to keep her bared shoulders and throat from the breeze, her hair piled in sweeping ropes and curls behind her head*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 1:05:09 PM)
*Ashur was on the back porch when she exited. A short distance from where a chair had been knocked over he seemed to be just meandering about the area with no particular destination or purpose to his constitutional. A pervading sense of irritation and distraction was emenating from him, no doubt attributed near-solely to the full moon of the month*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 1:10:51 PM)
*she pauses to take in the scene, smiling softly to the raging Ahroun* Good morning, Lion's Roar-rhya. *her attendant is missing this morning, likely sleeping in, or otherwise entertained elsewhere. Rasia's crimson satin slippers seem to imply she's not wandering far in the damp New Orleans climte. She moves gently toward the chair and leans down to catch hold of the leg and right it*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 1:15:23 PM)
*His head snaps in her direction at the sound of her voice. Wild eyes calm a moment later, though the nervous jittery air about him maintains itself* "Rasia." *He starts to pace further, but recalls some measure of etiquette* "Good morning."

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 1:17:36 PM)
*settling the chair gently on its feet, her eyes had widened slightly at the fast movement, but she smiled easily as she recognized he was in more solid control of himself* I was just thinking I should have a cup of hot tea with the morning chill. Would you care for some as well? **Without really thinking about it, she spoke softly, and her clear blue eyes remained a tic below his gaze attentively*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 1:20:02 PM)
*He started to remark peevishly about not drinking processed beverages (even if the process was something so small as tea leaves soaking in a pitcher of water), but caught himself. Amid the agitation and the chill of the November afternoon, tea *did* sound calming and inviting. Still, he lacked the means to actually voice it, and so only offered a single curt nod*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 1:22:19 PM)
*the nod is enough, she returns one with easy grace and brushes her fingers across the chair's back lightly as if to soothe it before moving back inside to get the tea in one large mug and one smaller cup with a saucer. She prepares it black, steaming, with lemon*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 1:27:38 PM)
*When she returned outside, he'd retaken his seat at the patio table. Whatever brief respite of calm he'd found a moment prior seemed to be nearing its end as his eyes darted about constantly and deep breaths sent his chest rising and falling heavily with large puffs of cool mist expelling on each return*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 1:29:24 PM)
*it's a few minutes of course, allowing the leaves to steep richly, before she stops at the door, a saucer and tea in each hand. A brief shuffle and the slender girl hipchecks the screen out of her path to bring the larger steaming mug on it's saucer to the Trueborn. She sets her own cup down in order to offer his with both hands under the little plate* I hope you take yours with lemon..it was a Russian tea that Kevin recommended.

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 1:35:22 PM)
"I don't know how I take mine." *He responded, taking the cup and saucer. Possessing just enough sense of mind to not immediately quaff down the boiled drink, he set it before him and allowed the afternoon chill to bring it to an appropriate temperature*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 1:38:10 PM)
*seating herself nearby, she wraps her fingers around the cup to warm them, smiling at the simple pleasure of the warmth* There's a touch of honey in it as well. It's the way my mother used to make it. You don't usually drink tea? *her question is curious, nothing her clear gaze judges him*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 1:51:10 PM)
*He shakes his head, eyes on the surface of the dark liquid while he swirls it about with the small handle of the cup* "Not usually. Just water, when I can help it." *Distracted eyes rose back up to her* "How has your sojourn here been since we talked the other day?"

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 2:00:22 PM)
It has been interesting. I'm currently trying to write a letter back home to my brothers. I am having trouble telling them much about things here..and I find I have more questions than are polite to ask about matters at home. *a rueful tinge to her smile, she lifts the cup to sip gingerly, continuing after she lowers it* I am perhaps, too invested there..and not enough here. Homesick..of a sort.

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 2:08:09 PM)
*He still refrains from drinking any of his tea, watching her with his intent and wild gaze* "Your breeding struck me as such a precious and rare commodity that it was surprising that they would lend you here, to learn, as a favor to Conquers Luna's Ferocity-rhya or otherwise." *He pauses* "I can imagine being do displaced would be... disconcerting for a Kin."

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 2:11:21 PM)
*she lowers her head somewhat after his compliment, looking into the tea through a thick veil of black lashes* Thank you. Though, it's not so different, in a way. I was sent to boarding school, when things first became strained between my lord Father and his youngest son. I am regrettably, partially to blame for the strife. It is better, that I keep a distance. *her smile tight at the admission*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 2:13:27 PM)
*she intentionally brightens her expression, and takes another sip of the hot tea, the warmth bringing a touch of soft color to her hands where she cradles the teacup. Her skin otherwise a pale contrast to the white fur stole about her shoulders*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 2:15:46 PM)
*He stares a moment longer, unspoken questions on his countenance. He does, however, finally take a sip of the tea. It was far too hot to drink fully, but had chilled enough to avoid any burning of his tongue* "I've always envied the Kinfolk there sense of place."

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 2:23:28 PM)
*she lifts her eyes -almost- to his, a gentle query bright within them. It's a moment longer before she decides to voice it* With so many guiding lights focused on you, we can step in your shadow. Of course, it is usually easier to follow than to lead. *tilting her head with a wistful expression* I have always envied all the Trueborn..the ability to -run-. *folded within that little word is a sense of freedom, joy, and escape. Pure exhiliration, or her idea of it*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 2:25:37 PM)
... Is there any way to lose your place, within a pack, a Tribe, and the Nation all together?

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 2:36:01 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 2:39:49 PM)
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Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 3:37:03 PM)
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Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 4:48:30 PM)
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Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 4:53:15 PM)
*He shakes his head, running a knuckle across his lips* "I didn't mean to imply that I'm dissatisfied with my life nor wavering in my place in the Nation. Only that... certain aspects of life aren't meant for our enjoyment anymore. As a Kinfolk, I've often felt that yours was the more blessed life. The ability to fight this war alongside us, and still live as part of the world and enjoy its pleasures." *The tea rose and fell before he answered her question* "There are a number of ways to lose your place in any of them."

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:00:34 PM)
*voiced quietly, the words do not lack sincerity, any more than they contain bitterness. A certains stillness precedes them though* Of course. It is an honor to stand beside Gaia's chosen, in whatever capacity is deemed necessary. *a light smile tugging at her lips* I do not know, Lion's Roar-rhya...if I am any more a part of the world you refer to, than you are, though. *tilting her head to regard him measuringly, still without meeting his eyes. Her own gaze shaded by a slash of kohl black when her focus lowers to the ground*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:04:00 PM)
"You might hold a job. Entertain a party with friends. Visit the local vendors in the city. Perhaps even take a husband among the mortals. Tend a garden, keep a home, learn to dance... anything." *He shakes his head* "We Trueborn are warriors first. All of us. How few live to see old age? How many fewer command a control enough over their fury to even ape humanity for a short time, let alone enjoy any extended contact?"

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:10:18 PM)
*wrapped in satin and white fur, dressed black tie and coiffed like an extravagant doll, she would be as out of place on a sidewalk or coffeehouse as any raging garou...if less dangerous by far* I know Trueborn who maintain jobs, or investments. And so long as your friends are kin or True, nothing would prevent one from hosting a party, I should think. My honored guardian knows something of gardening, himself. And I am certain with your grace, sir, you could acquit yourself of the dancefloor admirably. *she smiles gently* How is your tea, honored sir?

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:14:45 PM)
*He waved the question away, short temper bubbling toward the surface* "You're wrong! Garou who throw themselves into the business world where the Kinfolk belong. Urrah, dirty Urrah who disgrace our heritage. And there can be no extended contact with Kinfolk... even other Garou. What should happen to a house party if I cracked my elbow against a counter, or snapped my forehead against an ajar kitchen cupboard door? Or anyone else there? A single claw swipe, would it not kill them, might be equal to the task of sending them into a frenzy themselves!" *He snapped angrily, bumping into the table when he did so and sloshing some of his tea out of the cup and into the saucer* "Those things are not meant for us anymore. Garou that try to force it only ensure a dark end for themselves and those around them."

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:24:26 PM)
*she sits back when he moves, her own movement deliberately slow, lifting her eyes to focus on his face again and waiting patiently for a long count to ten before she speaks softly, slender hands reaching to collect the cup and saucer as she answers* My father taught me, that there is a reason Gaia gave the Trueborn kin. That there is a need we must fill, especially in the times that followed the dark days when the veil was raised. *lifting the cup with silent effort, then bringing the saucer around to tilt it into the grass neatly to dispose of the evidence of his anger*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:26:37 PM)
"And that's your purpose. To be our link to a world that we're no longer suited to. Garou who attempt to maintain that link, that defy what our purpose is to hold onto their humanity? It's a perversion. Contemptible." *He said, face splitting into a sneer* "It's the cruellest and most profound lesson that we're taught. Given so many years as nothing but regular humans ourselves. Living as one of them, enjoying a life untouched by the war we all have to grow into. But that's to teach us what we're defending, not as enticement for us to shirk who and what we are to cling to it further!"

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:28:48 PM)
*his words tint her cheeks pink, but she does not rise to the bait. She waits again a few moments, and finishes her thought softly* Every Gaian garou knows what is worth dying for. What is worth defending. *settling the cup back into the cleared saucer and bringing it in both hands around to place before him, eyes downcast on her hands' work* My father believed, that it falls to those Gaia could not share her gifts with, to remind the Trueborn what is worth Living..for. *softly, wary of contradicting him, she chooses her words carefully*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:30:26 PM)
*He's silent a moment, watching her careful hesitancy. Something in him cools and he settles back into his chair, eyes drifting down and away. The agitation has dimmed to a simmer, but remains there regardless* "Forgive the outburst, Rasia. I am not myself when the moon is so full, nor is my tongue as guarded as it should be."

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 5:38:56 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:39:20 PM)
*she keeps her gaze lowered, not wanting to challenge his regained control* I'm not bleeding, Lion's Roar-rhya. Words only harm us if we let them. Even we who are "nothing but regular humans" may weather that much. *she dares a glance at his face with a smile that says she has not taken his bitterness to heart, even if it stung momentarily* I should think, that you are exactly yourself, in every phase, honored sir. But I know nothing of these mysteries.

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:39:32 PM)
*Ashur was seated across from Rasia behind the back of the estate, sharing cups of tea over some of the patio furniture*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:40:49 PM)
"Then consider it an absence of tact and restraint." *He said, eyes still averted. The tea found its way into his hands again and lifted from the saucer to his lips* "I meant only to highlight that there's much to be envied of your place in the Nation when you're on the other side of the fence. Not to lessen the sacrifices and crosses you're meant to carry."

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 5:41:38 PM)
*Ev appears around a corner of the house, coming from the front. His hands rest easily in the pockets of his slacks, his gait smooth and comfortable as he draws near his tribemates* Good evening Lion's Roar, Rasia

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:42:02 PM)
"Fast and Fair-yuf," *He answered, honorific already ready*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:44:46 PM)
Of course, Lion's Roar-rhya. *she nods gently in acceptance of the correction* Good evening Fast and Fair-rhya. *looking to the new arrival with a smile briefly* I hope you are well?

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 5:46:08 PM)
Very well, indeed. *Takes a seat within the grouping, leg crossing, hands folding in his lap* I hope I am not interrupting anything?

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:48:04 PM)
*He shakes his head* "Not of any particular consequence." *He glanced over at Evgeni. The Rage about the Philodox sent a tremor through his form, his own Rage sparking at the sight of what on an instinctual level his blood cried out as a potential rival. A wolf of another pack that needed to be hounded off or sent to his back in dominance. It took a moment of his intense and hostile stare before he realized himself and looked away* "Have your packmates arrived yet?" *As an Ahroun, he was clearly doing poorly with the full moon*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:49:24 PM)
*slender hands find her cup and saucer, lifting it to indicate it* Tea and conversation. *by way of her own answer, falling silent as she observes the two Trueborn, and keeps still for a moment. When Ashur looked away, she sipped her tea*

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 5:51:52 PM)
*The stare did not go unnoticed, but it did go unremarked upon. A slight smile feathered the corners of his lips. He took a moment before answering them both* One has arrived and we are in discussions. The third, the Silver Fang theurge, she will be arriving shortly. All is going well in that respect. *His eyes turn on Rasia then* Please, do not let me keep you from your conversation

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:54:31 PM)
"And from there, the Rite of Totem, then petition for membership to the Sept and finally claiming packlands." *He commented, gaze forced down on his tea* "I assume with yourself at the fore as Alpha, Fast and Fair-yuf?"

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 5:55:12 PM)
*He nodded firmly* Of course.

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:55:19 PM)
*reassurring easily, the slender kin is accustomed to, if not entirely "comfortable" with the Ahroun's level of agitation* You aren't at all, Fast and Fair-rhya. I am pleased to hear your pack is coming together well. *sipping her tea and setting it down quietly, sh allows the Trueborn to continue their conversation uninterrupted once she's answered the direct question.*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 5:57:01 PM)
"Yes. You and I are of a mind. Our blood makes us ill-suited to bend knee to another in our packs, and the notion of joining another pack as anything short of Alpha sits sourly on the mind." *He said, agitation still in his timbre and form* "I've often wondered if I were presented as you were, with joining a pack that sported another more powerful and every bit as strongly bred as myself, if I would take the opportunity to wrest the mantle for myself... or slink off and form another pack with the muddied blood of other Tribes."

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 5:59:49 PM)
*her eyes widen as the Ahroun provokes his Tribemate, and she rises smoothly with her tea* Excuse me a moment honored sirs, I believe my tea is chilled. *the white fur stole tugged about her shoulders as she paces herself toward the protection of the house*

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:01:03 PM)
*He chuckles softly, picking at a piece of lint on one pant leg* I think that we have different viewpoints on the issue, and have in fact, discussed them before. I, upon making due diligence of the options presented here in the packs already established, did not find one to my liking. All were found wanting in one way or another. *He shrugged lightly* It is no slight against the pack, they all serve their purpose. As my own will do

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 6:04:09 PM)
"Perhaps then you should-" *He started to snap angrily back, but again found reign over his fury* "...excuse me, Fast and Fair-yuf. I take no genuine issue with you or your decisions. I suspect whether you'd made them to my satisfaction or not, I'd have found myself driving toward confrontation between us." *He said, hand half waving to the full moon sitting high in the evening sky* "In fact... I should take my leave. Sooner or later, my anger will slip its leash entirely and I would not see you or those on the Tribal Lands harmed in the interim of regaining it."

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:06:27 PM)
If you feel that the best move right now, then of course Lion's Roar. You alone know your temper better than I. And to be quite honest, I feel there will be confrontation between us at some point. *Ev glances lazily to the moon hanging high, then back to Ashur* But tonight is not to be the night

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:07:20 PM)
*Rasia remained in a swath of crimson satin to the side of the doorway, listening attentively. Something in the conversation prompts her to look back, veiled by the screen door*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 6:11:47 PM)
*The moon-maddened eyes flit back to Evgeni* "You might wish for it to have been here should a confrontation come. Here amongst the spirits of Falcon and our Tribemates to lend you aide, and stay any killing blow from my claws, Fast and Fair-yuf." *The words came out harshly as his contemporary still lacked honorific on his deedname when addressing him and he brought himself up to his feet* "But... you are correct. Those of our kind are destined as either brothers or rivals. You've turned your face from the former, and so at some point the latter will need to be decided."

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:17:45 PM)
*He tilted his head slightly, watching Ashur* When the time does come, and we both know it shall, it will be here. It is a tribal issue, and as such, will be dealt with on tribal grounds. But, to clear the air on one issue, before you go. Regardless, I will stand with you as a brother should it be required. There is no battle in which I would turn my back upon you. Regardless of personal opinion. But yes, your latter point will need to be decided. ON this, we both agree

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:17:58 PM)
*she bites the inisde of her lower lip lightly, catching herself before she takes a step back toward the yard, the red of her gown still visible through the screen door as she watches them now*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 6:21:10 PM)
"You are a Tribemate, Fast and Fair-yuf. You stand higher than any of another Tribe in my eyes, and your blood will never allow you to be less." *He shakes his head* "But you have turned from my offer of brotherhood. Balance Blade-yuf is my brother. Grins at the Moon and Spirit Hive-yuf are my sisters. You are none of those to me." *He starts to comment further, but again, finds himself* "I would go now. Further words will see Luna's control surpass mine tonight." *He turns and begins at a slow pace toward the treeline that led to the Argent Pridelands*

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:23:00 PM)
As you wish, Lion's Roar. May Luna guide you and keep you. *Taps a finger against his knee, watching the ahrouns angry retreat. He does give another glance to the moon, hmmming to himself*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:25:02 PM)
*quietly* Good afternoon then, Lion's Roar-rhya. *finally disappearing inside entirely to add tea to her cup and heat it*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:29:19 PM)
*returning with her refilled cup, she has a free hand this time to press the door aside and exit the manse, her thoughts whirling as she retakes her seat in silence*

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:29:56 PM)
Miss Khitrova, I heard you had your sight seeing the other day. *He smiled bright* How did that go for you? Was in enjoyable?

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:35:43 PM)
*drawn from her thoughts, she smiles to Evgeni* It was lovely..actually. *sounding somewhat surprised by it herself* Rather like something from a fairy tale. I even rode my first riverboat.

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:36:30 PM)
Something bothering you? You seem distracted. *His eyes move over her face, then settle on her eyes*

Ashur Morningkill (Nov 9, 2011 6:39:08 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:39:35 PM)
*a headshake* I couldn't say precisely, Fast and Fair-rhya. My brother... *another headshake, gathering her thoughts before voicing them this time* My brother was sent away a few years ago. The only Trueborn I had seen regularly without him, was my father. I think I am out of practice.

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:40:17 PM)
Does our presence make you uncomfortable? I honestly do not wish that to be the case

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:43:34 PM)
No! No.. *she smiles more fully* That's not it at all, please.. Accept my apology if that's how I came across, Fast and Fair-rhya.

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:44:02 PM)
Please, no apologies are necessary. *He grins fully* What do you mean then, out of practice?

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:48:23 PM)
Simply that I may have mis-spoken while Lion's Roar-rhya was present. I didn't .. I don't feel that I helped the situation as I might have. *trying to put the unease into words*

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:49:49 PM)
Would you feel comfortable telling me how you felt you misspoke? Perhaps I can help the both of you understand each other better, so as to prevent such misunderstandings in the future

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:53:18 PM)
*she watches him for a moment at that..and can't help the smile suddenly*

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 6:54:14 PM)
*His face crinkles a bit, and he turns his head to see if something or someone was behind him. Finally turns back to her* What? Did I say something?

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 6:59:17 PM)
*a soft laugh, she shakes her head* No.. I'm just wondering, given all your talk of rivals... *looking back to his face, dodging his eyes just barely* I'm suddenly not sure what your advice might be, or what you might gain if I explain our discussion. *she's teasing him, he's sure of it*

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:00:45 PM)
*His smile never wavers* There is but one way to tell. So please, I implore you. How may I help?

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:05:55 PM)
*a curious light at that* Oh my..there's not truth to that..? *regarding him curiously now* ((wheee empathy: FAIL! Again?!))

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:07:13 PM)
Not truth in what? *Leans forward a bit, elbows resting on his knees* Please, Miss Khitrova, you are absolutely dazzling me with your ability to circumvent a topic. *He laughs softly*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:09:54 PM)
*she can't stifle the laugh at that, covering her mouth instead and dropping her eyes when he moves in* Honored sir, that's terrible! I'm not trying to avoid your question..I just was sidetracked! *chuckling* We were discussing Kinfolk in general. And he mentioned that we seemed a cruel farce, when the Trueborn had lived themselves as normal humans for a time.

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:11:31 PM)
A cruel farce? How so? *Leans back, thinking maybe he's getting somewhere*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:17:15 PM)
Because the Trueborn don't need to humanity to remind them what is worth fighting for. I was simply clarifying my father's lesson to me on the topic. *a strange smile, as she can't seem to get a read on him* Fast and Fair-rhya, what are you looking for?

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:18:39 PM)
In what manner? *His eyes seem to take on a keener bent now as he studied her* That question can carry many meanings.

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:20:11 PM)
*a glimmer of a smile* One of the reasons I like it, actually. But what I had meant just now was to learn what your goal was in this line of questioning.

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:22:27 PM)
Ah. *GRins, waving a finger at her* Now we get to the meat of things. You said that you felt you mispokse earlier with Lion's Roar. And that you didn't feel you helped the situation as much as you may have. What I would like, is to find out how you feel you mispokse. And see if there can be a way found to help all involved understand the other better

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:25:04 PM)
I think my stubborness may have exacerbated his anger, rathr than soothing it. I might hve agreed with his appraisal instead of pointing out something different. But I am too stubborn to agree when I feel someone is missing the point. So I think that this will likely happen again, Fast and Fair-rhya.

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:27:11 PM)
*He gave a sly grin* I wouldnt have guessed you to have a stubborn bone in your entire body. I have never held to the belief that a kinfolk should not speak their opinion simply because it differs from that of a trueborn. Providing, of course, that manners and proper respect are upheld

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:35:59 PM)
Of course, Fast and Fair-rhya. I am well-aware that the etiquette is there to protect me as much as it to honor the Tureborn warriors of Gaia. *smiling softly* I am pleased to hear you will welcome my opinion when I cannot hold my tongue any longer. *laughter inher crystal gaze*

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:38:34 PM)
*He laughs along with her, a deep throaty sound* I think you will find that I tend to be more open to the words and thoughts of kin than my more traditional tribemates. And yes. I will always welcome your opinion. THough, are there warning signs I should look for, that signal you cant hold your tongue any longer? *He's clearly returning the teasing now, eyes sparkling with mirth*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:42:01 PM)
My father tells me I start to make faces and squint. *sheepishly, laughing softly though* I will ..keep it in mind, Fast and Fair-rhya. *a thoughtful gaze lingering on the Philodox as she smiles* I should take my tea to my room though, I need to finish the letter to my brothers. ((I need sleeeeeep!!))

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:43:36 PM)
*He smiled happily* I will be ever vigilant for those signs then. *He stood then, dipping his head* Of course, Miss Khitrova, I shall bid you good night

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:44:29 PM)
*she rises with her cup and saucer, dipping neatly into a sort f curtsey without touching her skirt* Honored to have been in your company, Fast and Fair-rhya. Rest well when it finds you. *moving inside gracefully*

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:44:37 PM)
((Thank you for the play, goodnight!))

Evgeni Tvarivich (Nov 9, 2011 7:44:51 PM)
(night!)

Rasia Khitrova (Nov 9, 2011 7:44:57 PM)
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