[b]Blaze[/b]

I'm bored to tears. I always have been in Council meetings. The Elders and the magistrates always needing their egos to be handled with care. There's only so much of their bickering and posturing I'd allow in any meeting before telling them all with absolute authority where they could stick it. Diplomatically speaking of course.

Yeah, yeah better tomorrow. I raise my glass in toast with everyone else and hurriedly dig into the food. The food is delicious. Exactly the kind of good meal I needed but it doesn't quiet the restlessness I feel growing. Now that we're in planning mode it gives me time to sit and think. And unfortunately the only thing I can think about is women.

How long have we been here? A week? No definitely more. Great blazing balls of fire! I need to get laid.

My eyes lazily rove over to Lexianna. It's not happening. Never on this plane of existence or another but it's a fun thought. It's not just a no because she's not interested, it's a no because I got 99 problems but Galen ain't one. I need to keep it that way. I dabble in nihilism but I'm not interested in my name being blinked out of history.

I roll my eyes over to Sia. I have a feeling she'd play ball. The problem is even if Razz was cool with that it'd introduce a weird group dynamic that I'm not trying to figure out right now.

Raia. She's clearly Sia's and I have no idea if she has any interest in a male whatsoever. Then again everything out of her mouth has basically been hostile so...my eyes snap back to my plate and stay. I stab a piece of this delicious fish and bite. I don't let myself take a second look at the queen. She's got minor written all over her and I'm not dying here in this problem riddled reality. 

My ear twitches and I sigh. Inferna's words before I left still irk me. Find a wife she said. No, find us a queen she said. I don't do the whole dating/courtship thing but if I don't make an effort to make a choice she'll line up "prospects".

The sooner we find our friends and leave the better.

[b]Flame[/b]

I look at my brother. He looks pensive, his mind far from here, brooding. I can't tell why. the food is delicious but even so I don't like long stretches of silence. Perhaps our last topic has been exhausted, which means...

"So is that all there is on Valkyrie?"

My brother spears a piece of fish. "If so I think we should move on to the toughie. Everyone spit out what they know of the False One. We need to get my dove and the big guy back."

I look at my brother quizzically and he clarifies while rolling his eyes "Nevermore and Razz." He shoves the fish in his mouth and goes back to brooding.