EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Julan's reaction to Remus' demand mimicked Rhazii's. "But...he is family." He said, though his protest did not seem to have much effect. With all of the tension in the air, he would be surprised if anyone had paid attention to him. For a few moments, it was just silence between them all. Julan was quickly understanding why Janius seemed so intimidated by his father. He had captured a hint of that reason the previous night, but having Janius here now made that even stronger.

Surprisingly enough, it was only Kaleeth who seemed to show no fear towards Remus. Whereas Julan looked to almost be hiding behind his parents, Kaleeth had a firm posture, and an even firmer gaze. Even so, she knew it was not truly her time to talk, so without a word, she tightened her grip on Janius' hand as a reminder that she was with him. She wanted to encourage him, and make sure to show that he was not alone. At one point in time, Kaleeth might have been the most frightful of them all in such a situation, but her confidence had truly come into its own.

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"Thank you, your support means a great deal to me. I know that, strictly speaking, I am still a stranger to you. But, I do hope to prove myself worthy of trust, to you and Lunise." Meesei answered. "It was difficult to see past her intentionally cold exterior, I will admit, but as I said before, she is quite a special Justiciar. She may end up serving the Dominion's people in greater ways than any other."

Though she had a similar soft smile to Pircalmo's she still showed a hint of regret. "I wish I could tell you everything. The danger she mentioned, a parent has the right to know the details such things about their child. But, the world is also rarely so fair as that. At the very least, I can promise to do what I can to fulfill your request. Ideally, I will avoid straining our trust, but rest assured that I will not give up so easily if I do. I have never been one to simply accept defeat. Particularly for friends and family."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

It mostly just seems to be exactly the same as the place I left, but flatter.

And with a 40 Mbps connection instead of 6 Mbps.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I moved to Alabama, a state over. About a 5 hour drive.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Okay, so I can never bring myself to just do nothing. Though, I was too tired to make them longer.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Kaleeth took a tight hold of Janius’ hand, immediately grabbing his attention. She looked him in the eyes, bringing her own head close to his. “We’re all here with you, dear. No matter what they say, your family always loves and supports you. If they want to be a part of that, then they can be family too. If not, then they can’t take us away from you. Now, no more waiting.”

Kaleeth took the lead to guide Janius and the others through the door, hoping to give him that last push he needed.

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Meesei’s scrunched up expression, provided Pircalmo was experienced enough with Argonians to read it, showed that she was conflicted, debating internally on how to answer. She sighed, and gave him something of an apologetic look. “Forgive me if I have to speak vaguely, I…do not wish to reveal anything that Lunise would not say herself. Our professional business, it is so…mired in secrecy. So wrapped up in protocol and security concerns that it can become hard to talk to anyone openly. Even our personal business has inevitably become bound to professional affairs. Though, I am sure you are well-familiar with the harsh demands of secrecy. With you being in love with a Psijic monk, and your daughter being a Thalmor Justiciar, it is almost a surprise that you were able to learn anything about your own family.” Meesei chuckled, trying to present some measure of levity to the situation. Though, her lighthearted smile quickly faded.

“Although, I feel that I can be safe in saying that we have a relationship of the type that she would be comfortable showing her emotions in front of me. I suppose what just occurred makes that too obvious to hide. I cannot speak on Lunise’s behalf, but I can speak for my own emotions when I say that I do care what happens to her. You studied my kind extensively, so I suppose you know that we have a certain reputation for not giving trust quickly, but once it is earned, we give it strongly. I would not say that I break that mould, so I can safely say that your daughter has at least one devoted ally.”

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I've spent the day moving, so I may not post until tomorrow.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

It did not seem like there was any more to say to Aurana that could make her any more prepared, or less worried. As everyone was taking their cups of tea, Kaleeth placed her hand gently on Janius' arm. "You know you are probably going to have to talk to your parents about yourself for at least a little while once they get here, right? You can't just come back after so long of being dead and expect to just talk about their daughter right away. They'll have questions, things to say. But you won't be alone."

Meanwhile, Julan, although sufficiently nervous as a result of their conversation, moved over to sit down next to Aurana. "I guess I could...I don't know, tell you more stories while we wait?"

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"Hmm, so neither of you have seen any part of the island in person?" Meesei commented, which was likely all that Lunise would need to realize the true intent of her question. "Regardless, it sounds wonderful. It is easy to see why the Psijic order is wrapped up with so much legend and myth in modern times. Their home sounds like another world entirely, something beyond the experiences of the average person. The Psijic order has always been reserved, isolationist, but they have shown themselves in history to have an interest in making sure the world continues its existence."

Meesei finished off the last of the tea in her mug, then placed it down carefully on the table in front of her. "At any rate, I do not wish to focus on anything that might be too depressing for you. I do have to complement you on your tea, Pircalmo. I am fairly well-traveled myself, but it still stands out as unique. It does remind me of Khajiit drinks, actually."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

If my next post doesn't lead to anything interesting, then we can move on both scenes.

Though, depending, it might cause something interesting.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Ssarak Dyreackthanose

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Ssarak continued pressing into the thief’s ward. It was much stronger than he would have expected, which only furthered his suspicion that this was no random robbery. However, he could not take the time to think on such speculation while the chase had his focus. Ssarak followed along the path above the thief as much as possible, though as he started taking routes that he could not follow directly, he took advantage of his ability to bypass buildings entirely to try to cut him off.

Raising his altitude enough to get above the rooftops, Ssarak continued to pressure his ward as much as possible, as well as to try to keep getting a sense of his location. It took a moment for Ssarak to discern the logical exit of the tunnel, and by the time Ssarak had flown over to it, his fast-moving figure was halfway through the crowd. On the ground, it would likely be difficult to track him through the mass of people, but Ssarak could help with that. He had already been giving his allies directions through the chase. This time, he created an illusion for his allies in the form of a beacon of light shooting up from the thief into the sky. It would reduce his pressure on the ward, but it would be worth it to allow his allies the ability to track, and hopefully catch up with the target.

Follow the light!” Ssarak said telepathically to his allies, just to be sure that it was clear.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Somewhat frustrated and somewhat impatient, Julan was apt to give what he saw as an easy solution to the problems they were discussing. "I mean, even if you don't know their reasons for sure, you still know what you want. It might be that they're just scared to let you do anything after they thought they lost their son. Even if it isn't, won't have to be afraid to tell them how you feel. Father said that if they get really mad, he'll say that he told you to say whatever you end up saying, so they won't blame you. That will make it easier to talk to them, right?"

Kaleeth briefly sighed and interrupted calmly. "We can do that, Julan, but we don't want to have to do it. We want Aurana to be able to speak confidently and know what she is talking about. Do you think you would be confident to speak to your parents if we agree to take the blame if it doesn't work, Aurana?"

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Meesei smiled at Pircalmo before taking another sip of tea. She leaned forward somewhat over the table, clasping the mug between both hands. "If I find someone to be a friend, I will name them as such whether they like it or not. I consider Lunise to be a friend because of what she has done for my people. Because of Lunise, all of the people I represent have some real opportunities going into the future. I apologize that I cannot speak in any real detail about our professional relationship, but as you said, Thalmor Justiciars are not a group that is generally known for their understanding. Lunise is special. Respectable in her dedication to her service to her people, honest in her dealings with me, and knowledgeable enough in magical and scholarly pursuits to be my peer. To have common interests. It is why I consider her to be a friend. As for why Lunise calls me a friend, well, I cannot speak for her." Meesei said, turning her head to Lunise.

After a short time, Meesei showed a curious gaze towards Lunise as a thought crossed her mind. Once she had a chance, she decided to pose another question to her. "So Lunise, you have been alive for quite a long time, and you have family within the Psijic order. Did you ever see Artaeum yourself, back before they removed the Isle from Tamriel? I have always found myself curious about the Psijic order and what their home is like."