[b]Northern Orario.[/b]

With the kids trailing behind him, the boaz and his huffy-puffy miniature cohorts were now back to the very place they started. To the children, this felt like an excersise in futility, but at least the big oaf was [i]trying[/i]. Still, their tiny, scrawny, malnourished and otherwise unhealthy-looking frames wouldn't be able to keep up with this back and forth for much longer. They either would need an extended rest, or get to their destination quickly.

Seeing his sister lean forward, hands on her knees and taking deep, long breaths, the brother decided that enough was enough! They couldn't just leave everything to the big, well-meaning-but-also-sorta-scary fellow. He had to be a man! A man who took action and was decisive and had the brass to ask someone where his own home-street waas because he had no idea himself!

Drawing in air through his nostrils, the boy pushed past the big lummox and approached a woman in a simple, but tasteful, dress. He stood right in her path, forcing her to stop and question the lad's actions. With all the courage his little voice could manage, the boy blurted out the words [i]'Do you know how to get to Daedalus street, miss!?'[/i]

For a moment, the lady looked bewilered and stunned. Then she broke out in a small laugh, replying that anyone who lived in Orario knew where that eyesore was. But since the boy kept staring her down, she soon realized that he obviously wasn't joking. Waving her hand dismissively and giving a very insincere apology, the woman gave directions on how to easily get to the desired location, before simply walking off without a farewell or other well-wishing.

The boy stood quiet fro a bit, then let out a relieved exhale. He'd done it! He'd managed to get the answer! He was so produ of himself you could positively see the sparkles coming off of him... Or were those flies...? In any case, the young boy sauntered back to his siter and the big boar-bro, hands on his sides in a triumphant display.

"See? See? I can do things too if I really try!" His voice was remarkably arrogant for the meagre accomplishment, but then again, he was just a child. "So, uhm... Big fella..." He then proceeded, a bit more tempered in his tone now. "Could, uh, could you grab my sis and carry her back home for me? She's a bit tired it looks like."
"Big Bro!" The girl protested, cheeks flushed like a red tomato.

[b]Meanwhile, at [s]The Hall of Justice[/s] Warrior's Rest.[/b]

After the brief introductions were over, Grentiloch and Tiramis gave their wishes of polite, social expectations and returned to the adjacent room. Athena was thus left with the three new, budding recruits. Clearing her throat by placing a balled fist infront of her mouth, the Goddess spoke a few choice words to the gathered.

"Yes, well.. As I already told Dahlia here." She motioned with one hand to the black-haired, dreary-garbed young woman beside her. "Once you join this Familia, you will be given 7 days to prove yourselves. Show us that you can be resourceful, useful or a boon to the rest of the Familia, and you will be welcome to stay. Fail, and I shall rewoke your falna, and you will have to go elsewhere." She spoke frankly and earnestly, neither meaning what she said as a threat or warning, but merely as a statement of how things were going to be done.

"That being said..." She continued, looking at each new face one at a time. "It is quite rare to have three new applicants on the same day, much more so at the very same time. I can't give you all my blessing at the same time, so while I take Dahlia upstairs first, could the two of you please wait in the room with Grent and Tira?" She politely requested, not really waiting for an answer.

Taking Dahlia's hand gently, the Goddess led the human girl away towards the flight of stairs that Tiramis had come down earlier. The second floor was very simplistic in its layout - a long hhallway with rows upon rows of doors on either side. In total, there seemed to be a bit over two dozen rooms. Still, apart from the occassional carpet or rug on the floor and some potted plants, there really wasn't much else on this level.

As they ascended to the third floor though, Dahlia was greeted with an odd sight. There were only three doors in a small, waiting-room like area. One door had a big [i]'A'[/i] on a plaque hanging on it, the other two doors looked fairly nondescript. Not that it mattered much, as Athena pushed the 'A'-door open and led her fledgeling inside.

"Welcome to my room." The Goddess said, shutting the door behind them.

Athena's room was very... Spartan. Aside from her somewhat comfortable-looking bed, there really wasn't much in the way of luxuries. There were a few bookshelves, a couple of drawers, a closet, a desk with a simple  wooden chair, a wall-mounted mirror and some larger potted plants in each corner. There were neat stacks of paper on the desk, and the books in the shelves looked organized in alphabetical order. The maroon-colored curtains over the single, large window in the room were pulled half-ways apart, letting only a small amount of morning's light inside.

"Well then, let's get right to it." She said, moving over to the bed and sitting down on it casually. With a patting motion next to her, the Goddess called out. "Come on, sit here and take off any jacket and shirts. I'll need your back bare."

[i]Downstairs...[/i]

"Can you believe we're getting new members?" Tiramis was clearly excited.
"Seems like it." The old dog-grampa muttered, taking a sip from a mug of... Something.

The duo were sitted in what looked to be a large dining area, with three large, square-like tables draped in white covers. The chairs had cushions on the seats, but not the backs. A few wall-mounted cupboards and a pair of glass-paned cabinets stood along the walls. The three widnows in this area had much brighter, almost see-through curtains than the rest of the building. The pallum and chienthrope were sitting at the table closest to the doorway leading back out into the hall where all the ruckus had been earlier.

There was two other points in this large room though. A shut, heavy-looking blue-colored door and another dooray leading out the opposite end of the room.

"Think they'll stick around?" The pallum girl continued.
"Hard to say. Maybe." Grent scoffed.
"C'mon! We haven't gotten any newbies since... Well... Me!" Apparently, getting [i]juniors[/i] was a big deal to her.
"Hope they ain't as loud."
"So rude!" Even though she said that, she still laughed and smiled warmly at the old codger.