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[color=CDBD2B][b]Time: [/b][/color]Morning
[color=CDBD2B][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ember Grove Diner
[color=CDBD2B][b]Interaction:[/b][/color][@13org] = Ylva, [@princess] - Emelie
[color=CDBD2B][b]Mentions:[/b][/color][@princess] - Angel, [@Potter] - Shay
[color=CDBD2B][b]Jams:[/b][/color] [/center][hr]

Lucius laughed along with Ylva in perhaps his most directly honest expression since they had started talking. He may be ancient and devoid of many of the emotional limitations of lesser beings, but he still enjoyed a good bit of humor every once in awhile.  After a small sip of his remaining coffee, Lucius gave a firm nod as his acknowledgement [color=CDBD2B]"That's more than fair. I get it."[/color] He spoke in an understanding tone. His past was painted with events and actions that would invoke equals parts awe and terror, so he understood the desire to keep the past secret from others. The time, however, was drawing near when he would be able to probe Emelie for information about Ember Grove and the local personalities. Ylva was not a threat it seemed so as long as he did nothing to directly draw her ire, as she seemed rather distanced from events that did not affect her personally.

By the look on Emelie's face, it seemed that she caught on to his little spell casting as did the wolf across from him. His friendly, slight smile did not express his satisfaction that his ploy did not go unnoticed. He stood up slowly as he paid for his side of the meal, facing Ylva as she directly confronted him about his little bit of spell-casting. His body did not shake or quiver at her stare, his eyes directly looking back. The only sign of her intimidation was having any kind of effect was the constant movement of muscle around his lips and cheeks to mimic the kind of nervous twitching one might have underneath such scrutiny [color=CDBD2B]"Stories? You do not have the slightest idea."[/color] He mouthed quietly with a smile [color=CDBD2B]"Perhaps, I share one when we leave here."[/color] After a momentary pause, he moved out of the booth and headed for the doors.

As he may his way to the exit, he took one last final notice at the strange couple seated next to them. The roar of the diner prevented listened in without paying more attention. However, a single but important word managed to slip past the noise. Drake. Of course, it could be anyone as it wasn't an entirely unique first name. However, there was only one that immediately crossed his mind. Lucius would remember their faces. It seemed he had another lead to follow [color=CDBD2B]"Ah, I am just happy we all got the chance to meet! I can't wait."[/color] There was some side-streets and alleys that would facilitate an acceptable place to tell them the half-truth of his existence. There was an old saying about not burning bridges. In Lucius's case, he preffered to lace them with explosives to be used at an indeterminate time and place....if he needed them.