Daraius dips his muzzle politely to the assembled citizens.
Entrias doffs an elegant hat of burnished silver silk to Daraius.
Entrias gives a faceted amethyst iris to Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal.
Ino curtseys gracefully before Daraius.
Tekora smiles softly at Entrias.
Tekora slips into a faceted amethyst iris.
Daraius Shevat's eyes and aura brighten considerably as he catches sight of Ino. He wordlessly points both index fingers in her direction.
With a flourish of his arm, Luce bows deeply.
Ino blinks and then smiles warmly at Daraius, returning the gesture.
Sylandra arrives from the southwest.
Ino curtseys gracefully before Sylandra.
Sylandra curtseys gracefully.
His tail wagging happily, Daraius Shevat lightly presses his padded fingertips against Ino's.
Daraius Shevat bows his head politely to Sylandra.
Turnus arrives, following Provost Zyphora Windwhisper, High Scion of the Aesthete.
Phoebus arrives, following Shedrin Shevat.
Ambassador Daraius Shevat says, "We are moments away, I should think. Do we know who is the officiant?"
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "Keeper Ushaara will be presiding over the event."
Shedrin Shevat says, "Hmm hmm."
Comprehension flashes across Daraius's face.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "Good afternoon, everyone."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "It is not quite time, yet."
Phoebus's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Lowering her hands, Shifting Current Ino says, "How exciting, my first weddin' I am attending. ."
Shedrin Shevat says, "It is positive that such interest has been taken in this event."
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter smiles and says to Phoebus, "Goodness, your wedding is the event of the season."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "It wouldn't be good to start before the official date, yes? What if some had not yet arrived?"
Chief Superintendent Entrias Pavok whispers to Ino, "The first wedding I attended, my uncle got turned into a cake."
Sylandra's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Shifting Current Ino says to Entrias, "Would that be the Lordarian - that is, th' Lord Librarian Windwhisper?"
A wry smile spreads across Entrias's face.
Ushaara enters from the southeast, emanating an aura of immense power.
Shifting Current Ino says, "I believe I witnessed that at my birthday party."
Chief Superintendent Entrias Pavok says, "No. That would be the Utterly Amazing Elder Ciaran."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Ah. Well, I am sure he made a very nice cake."
Swirls of burning parchment flicker in from the southwest, enveloping the form of Portius.
Ino nods her head at Portius.
Shedrin takes a deep breath as the crystal surface of his face softens and shifts in colour, a muted glow appearing within.
Musing, Allyrianne Shevat, the Sublime Opus says, "Cantankerous cake, perhaps."
Luce ponders the situation.
A chill wind blasts around you as Ayisdra arrives from the northeast, borne by a swirling vortex of ice crystals.
Entrias nods his head at Allyrianne, showing his acceptance.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Allyrianne, "Ah, here. The spoils of war."
Phoebus gives a figurine of Allyrianne to Allyrianne Shevat, the Sublime Opus.
Allyrianne Shevat, the Sublime Opus laughingly says, "Ah, yes, my vicious miniature."
Ino pulls a slightly squished parchment figure from her pocket and wanders over to Daraius. Standing a polite distance away, she extends the vaguely canine figure to him.
Golden motes winking about his aura, Daraius Shevat accepts the model from Ino with a grateful nod of his head.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal smiles and says, "Well then, perhaps some of the assembled party would care to model their likeness for the exhibition?"
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal smiles and says, "While we are waiting, would anyone care for some portraits?"
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter laughingly says, "I would care for portraits for the Jadicean Art Exhibition?"
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "I still need to finish this one..."
Glaring at a painting of A fractal snowflake, Luce prods it repeatedly, the height of rudeness.
Tilting her head to the side, Shifting Current Ino says, "There is an art exhibition?"
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says, "Everyone does appear to have dressed their best."
Entrias starts dusting a formal evening suit of silver-grey brocade.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper looks skeptical and says, "Yes, indeed."
Ino peers at a chic celadon gown of willowy nature unscrupulously.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "I have put on a gown and everything."
Shifting Current Ino says, "I am afraid I am dressed in my only clothing. I do hope it is suitable."
Tekora's eyes sparkle with amusement at Phoebus.
Allyrianne Shevat, the Sublime Opus says to Luce, "I am still in the stage of discarding sketches."
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says to Phoebus, "You must let me paint you and the Exemplar together, dear sister."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Tekora, "Haven't you already done so before?"
Phoebus takes a painting of Shedrin and Phoebus from a professional black briefcase.
Phoebus points accusingly at a painting of Shedrin and Phoebus.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says, "Yes, but this is different, to commemorate this date."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "I see."
Phoebus puts a painting of Shedrin and Phoebus into a professional black briefcase.
Shifting Current Ino looks thoughtful and says, "Perhaps in a tasteful pose?"
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal smiles and says, "That one was to commemorate your engagement."
Shedrin Shevat says, "Hmm hmm."
Ino peers absently in her satchel, shifting the contents about.
Shedrin Shevat says, "I expect there will be an opportune moment when the Keeper has constructed his ceremony."
Phoebus nods her head sagely.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal looks skeptical and says, "I would rather not interrupt the ceremony to do so though."
Keeper Ushaara asks Shedrin, "Hmm? What was that?"
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says, "Well, if no one is requesting, then I shall."
Tekora gives a master's paint palette to Representative Phoebus Windwhisper.
Tekora gives a blank canvas to Representative Phoebus Windwhisper.
Phoebus peers at a master's paint palette unscrupulously.
Shifting Current Ino says to Phoebus, "Yes, do make like a statue and freeze admirably Representative, so that your portrait can be captured."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "What are you asking of me? To paint you?"
Sylandra gives a trillingly melodic laugh.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal smiles and says to Phoebus, "Me and the Superintendent."
Daraius's ears swivel placidly to follow the conversation.
Ino folds her hands before herself, standing near Daraius's side absently.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Tekora, "Well, pose when ready, I suppose."
Keeper Ushaara asks, "Are we expecting others to arrive?"
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "Unsure."
[Shedrin makes a million crystal flowers]
Shedrin's crystalline form shifts to a cool sky-blue colour as he looks about.
Shedrin gives a glittering fractal flower to Keeper Ushaara.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says to Entrias, "Superintendent, if you would?"
Entrias looks up at Tekora curiously.
Ushaara distractedly looks over a few notes.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Entrias, "She wishes to pose with you, for a painting."
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal smiles and says, "My sister is going to paint our portrait."
Chief Superintendent Entrias Pavok says, "Oh, of course. I would be honoured."
With aching resonance, a sweeping aria drifts in from the northeast, accompanied by pinpricks of
crystalline light that manifest into Nyxx.
She is followed by a frisky puppy, a hamster in a cage-wheel, and a sapphiric skylark.
Tekora shuffles over to Entrias and shyly takes his hand in her own.
Nyxx snorts and snuffles at the air through a ridiculous pig nose.
Entrias smiles softly at Tekora.
Shifting Current Ino says, "Oh. Hm."
With a careful eye, Phoebus balances a palette of paints in one hand and props a canvas on her knee. After pondering Tekora's profile, she attacks the canvas with furious brush strokes and soon has created a painting of Tekora and Entrias.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "There you are."
Phoebus gives a painting of Tekora and Entrias to Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says, "Would anyone else care for portraits?"
Nyxx shuffles over to Ayisdra and shyly takes his hand in her own.
Ino's gaze drifts idly across the gathering, clutching a tidy little notepad in her hands.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says to Nyxx, "Aye, Minister?"
With a careful eye, Tekora balances a palette of paints in one hand and props a canvas on her knee. After pondering Nyxx's profile, she attacks the canvas with furious brush strokes and soon has created a painting of Nyxx and Ayisdra.
Luce ponders the situation.
Ambassador Daraius Shevat asks Phoebus, "May I see the painting of you and Shedrin?"
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper asks, "The one currently in my possession?"
Shedrin Shevat says, "Hmm."
Phoebus takes a painting of Shedrin and Phoebus from a professional black briefcase.
Shedrin Shevat says, "We are dressed much less formally."
Daraius's ears fall back against his head.
Phoebus gives a painting of Shedrin and Phoebus to Daraius.
Delicately, Ambassador Daraius Shevat says, "How much less formally?"
Ino thrusts her palm towards her forehead and hits it with a resounding *smack*!
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper looks skeptical and says, "The clothes we normally wear."
Sylandra's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Gingerly rubbing her forehead, Shifting Current Ino mutters, "Ow."
Glancing down at the painting, Ambassador Daraius Shevat says, "Ah, understood."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper laughingly says, "Good heavens, what sort of paintings do you think I carry about with me?"
Sylandra's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Shedrin gazes in Daraius's direction as his crystalline form fades to a cool, sky-blue colour.
Phoebus fidgets impatiently.
Turning up his paws, silver script briefly visible across his palms, Ambassador Daraius Shevat says, "I did not know why Shedrin would think it so important to warn me!"
Daraius gives a painting of Shedrin and Phoebus to Representative Phoebus Windwhisper.
Sylandra tilts her head curiously.
Ambassador Daraius Shevat says, "You are both lovely, of course."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper smiles impishly and says, "I would hardly be waving it around were it informal to the point of indecency."
Phoebus puts a painting of Shedrin and Phoebus into a professional black briefcase.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal smiles and says to Zyphora, "And you dear? Would you like a painting of you and your husband?"
Provost Zyphora Windwhisper, High Scion of the Aesthete smiles and says, "Ah, I must decline, but thank you."
Tekora nods her head at Zyphora.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says, "What of individual portraits? Anyone?"
Shedrin Shevat says to Tekora, "Paint myself."
Tekora nods her head at Shedrin.
Crinkling her nose, Shifting Current Ino says, "Oh, call it perhaps tasteful in repose?"
Shedrin Shevat says to Tekora, "Paint my spousal entity."
The corners of Ino's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.
With a careful eye, Tekora balances a palette of paints in one hand and props a canvas on her knee. After pondering Shedrin's profile, she attacks the canvas with furious brush strokes and soon has created a painting of Shedrin.
With a careful eye, Tekora balances a palette of paints in one hand and props a canvas on her knee. After pondering Phoebus's profile, she attacks the canvas with furious brush strokes and soon has created a painting of Phoebus.
Shedrin takes a deep breath as the crystal surface of his face softens and shifts in colour, a muted glow appearing within.
Shedrin Shevat says, "Citizens. It is nearly time."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "Yes, nearly."
Shedrin Shevat says, "I must thank you all for attending. It is humbling that you all think so highly to attend in such quantity and quality."
Phoebus smiles softly at Shedrin.
Tekora beams broadly.
Ambassador Daraius Shevat asks, "Is there time for one more portrait?"
Tekora nods her head at Daraius.
Primus Tekora Windwhisper, Historia Temporal says, "Of course, Ambassador."
Daraius Shevat extends one paw serenely to Sylandra.
[waiting]
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "Hmmm."
[waiting]
Tekora awaits for Daraius and Sylandra to be ready.
A subtle sparkle in his eyes, Ambassador Daraius Shevat says, "Well, let us not hold up the ceremony."
Daraius gently reaches over and takes both of Sylandra's hands in his own.
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter says, "Mm?"
Daraius nods his head at Tekora.
With a careful eye, Tekora balances a palette of paints in one hand and props a canvas on her knee. After pondering your profile, she attacks the canvas with furious brush strokes and soon has created a painting of Daraius and Sylandra.
Phoebus Windwhisper watches Daraius and Sylandra with great interest.
Tekora's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Tekora gives a painting of Daraius and Sylandra to Daraius.
Phoebus rubs her chin thoughtfully, raises her eyebrow and says, "I see..."
It is now the 8th of Shanthin, 422 years after the Coming of Estarra.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "The date has arrived."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "I suppose this means we may begin."
Shedrin Shevat says to Ushaara, "Keeper, if you may."
Daraius Shevat dips his muzzle in thanks to Tekora, then swivels his ears and gaze towards Ushaara.
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Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
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Daraius picks up an inconspicuous platter of fruits.
Daraius puts his nose over an inconspicuous platter of fruits and inhales.
Portius Windwhisper shoots Daraius a meaningful look as he picks up the platter and quickly shakes
his head while mouthing the word 'no'
Luce blinks.
Shifting Current Luce Shevat asks Portius, "Is that platter the one I think it is..?"
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Luce, "The
legendary one. Yes."
Ino picks up an inconspicuous platter of fruits.
Sylandra makes a funny face as she finishes her platter, looking perfectly amused.
Luce pales a little.
Ino peers at an inconspicuous platter of fruits unscrupulously.
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Luce,
"Notice how I am very carefully avoiding them."
Ino tentatively sticks out her tongue and licks an inconspicuous platter of fruits.
Ino gives an inconspicuous platter of fruits the once-over, eyeing it suspiciously.
Shifting Current Ino says, "Is this fruit spoiled?"
You say to Ino, "No."
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "It is
exactly as it is designed to be."
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "I
advise keeping a safe distance."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Well now I simply must try it."
Ino gives an inconspicuous platter of fruits the once-over, eyeing it suspiciously.
Shifting Current Ino says, "If I perish, my paintings may be donated to the Art Exhibits."
Portius nods his head emphatically.
Sylandra gives a trillingly melodic laugh.
Sylandra urges Ino onwards.
Ino eats an inconspicuous platter of fruits with obvious gusto.
Daraius Shevat observes Ino's reaction with careful scrutiny.
Ino pauses for a long moment, staring blankly into space.
Allyrianne Shevat, the Sublime Opus laughingly says to Ino, "I am sure Mother would be delighted if
you contributed some paintings without perishing."
Ino bends down mechanically, and picks up another platter.
More soberly, Allyrianne Shevat, the Sublime Opus says to Ino, "The tea will help get rid of the, ah,
flavour."
Ino picks up an inconspicuous platter of fruits.
Ino consumes an inconspicuous platter of fruits leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite.
Ino stares into space once more, seeming to process what she has just eaten.
Shifting Current Ino says, "This is phruit, isn't it."
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says, "Indeed."
Allyrianne nods her head at Ino.
Shifting Current Ino says, "Which means that th' culprit of such a dish..."
Ino's gaze swivels and focuses on Phoebus.
You say, "The phruit is a favorite construction of myself."
Ino sways back and forth.
Shifting Current Ino says, "I am uncertain of what I am feeling righ' now."
Allyrianne Shevat, the Sublime Opus says, "It is a very fascinating technique, from a purely
culinary perspective."
Ino stares implacably about herself.
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino,
"Likely the cold hand of death reaching for your heart."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "Betrayal, was my first reaction."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Perhaps."
Ino picks up an inconspicuous platter of fruits.
Ino eats an inconspicuous platter of fruits with obvious gusto.
Ino ponders the situation.
Opening his mouth wide, Luce gapes in wonder.
Portius stares implacably at Ino.
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "She ate...two..."
Allyrianne Shevat watches Ino with some fascination.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "Three, actually."
Ambassador Daraius Shevat says, "Three, I believe."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "Willingly..."
Dazedly, Shifting Current Ino says, "Three, yes."
Keeper Ushaara says, "I am afraid I cannot stay for further festivities, but congratulations you two
again!"
Luce sways back and forth.
Ino stares implacably at an inconspicuous platter of fruits.
You say, "One platter remains."
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "You
should be aware that I do not have a scalpel with me, but if you require surgery to have them cut
out of you, I do have a sword."
Ino picks up an inconspicuous platter of fruits.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "For goodness' sake, it's not poison."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "It's just fruit. Plus."
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Phoebus, "A
bold statement."
Dazedly, Shifting Current Ino says, "I believe the blaster would be a cleaner cut if you focus the
beam."
Ino waves about a sleek beam generator energetically.
Shifting Current Ino says, "The generator, I mean."
Ino stares implacably at an inconspicuous platter of fruits.
Ino consumes an inconspicuous platter of fruits leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite.
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "I could offer you a cookie."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "Theic gave you my tea cup, as well. At least, I think it's the
cup I gave him."
Ino pauses, having finished her fifth and final platter. She blinks slowly, appearing to think
about what she has just eaten again.
Faintly, Shifting Current Ino says, "I think, perhaps, tha' it is good tha' there are no other
platters available."
You say, "Hmm, unfortunate."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Oh, how rude of me."
Ino stares implacably at herself.
Shifting Current Ino says, "I am not certain that I *enjoyed* the platters, an' yet I could no' find
it within my willpower to stop eating them."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat asks, "Sheer horror, perhaps?"
Shifting Current Ino says, "Please forgive me for hogging the platters."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Perhaps if I eat something else."
Shifting Current Ino says, "I shall feel more like myself."
Ino peers about herself unscrupulously.
Ino picks up a lightning bolt shaped cookie.
Ino quickly devours a lightning bolt shaped cookie.
Ino curls her nose up and grimaces awfully.
Shifting Current Ino says, "Oh, no, that was no' a good idea."
Ino takes a silver laced crystal tea cup from a silken silver satchel.
Ino takes a silver laced crystal tea cup from a silken silver satchel.
Daraius's ears twitch subtly.
Phoebus tilts her head curiously.
Ino turns faintly green and takes a sip of tea.
Ino takes a drink from a silver laced crystal tea cup.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Ino, "Was there something wrong with it?"
Shifting Current Ino says, "All I can taste is phruit."
Ino empties out a silver laced crystal tea cup into her mouth.
Ino gives a silver laced crystal tea cup to Shifting Current Luce Shevat.
Shifting Current Ino says to Luce, "The return of your tea cup, I believe?"
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "I
guess you could say that for the purpose of your culinary education, this was a phruitful event."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Sorry @Sylandra, the Hallibro code is an unbreakable obligation. It's a librarian thing.
With bonus cutesy stuff.
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "I
guess you could say that for the purpose of your culinary education, this was a phruitful event."
Ino stares implacably at Portius.
Luce winces in pain.
Blankly, Shifting Current Ino says to Portius, "Yes. The phruits of my labour have no gone unnoticed."
Musing, Allyrianne Shevat, the Sublime Opus says, "It is a pity you did not feature phruits in your
play."
Phoebus exhales slowly, allowing a long fluid breath to creep from her lungs.
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Allyrianne,
"They can always be served at the premiere."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "Please, Gods no."
You say, "I encourage more consumption of phruit."
You say to Phoebus, "Phoebus."
Luce sniffles softly.
Shifting Current Ino says to Portius, "Why did the poultry cross the road?"
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "My poor chef's sensibilities."
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "Why?"
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to you, "Yes, Shedrin?"
Shifting Current Ino says to Portius, "To flee a fowl odor."
Portius applauds Ino heartily.
You say to Phoebus, "Marry myself."
Phoebus laughs out loud.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to you, "I have done so."
You say to Phoebus, "Hmm hmm."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to you, "It is alright to stop asking me for this, now."
You say to Phoebus, "Such is positive."
Shifting Current Ino says to Portius, "Which chicken crossed the road?"
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "Which
one?"
Shifting Current Ino says, "Yes."
You say to Phoebus, "Phoebus."
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "I
haven't the slightest idea."
Shifting Current Ino says, "All of them."
You say to Phoebus, "Marry mself."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to you, "Yes."
You say to Phoebus, "Good, good."
Phoebus hums a happy tune.
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "A
cunning observation. When does one ever hear of a chicken doing anything else, reall?"
Shifting Current Ino says, "It is all of them, because it does not matter which type of chicken it
is, simply that it is doing it."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Hens and roosters are both chickens, after all."
Shifting Current Ino says to Portius, "What name does the female chicken prefer?"
Bibliophulax Aristos Teknistos Portius Windwhisper, Megalokalos Niketer Tarochos says to Ino, "I
don't know."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Hen-ry."
Portius looks around furtively, brings his hand to his mouth and releases a small 'teehee'.
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "Wouldn't it be Hen-rietta?"
Shifting Current Ino says, "Either would suffice. I did not specify a gender for the name, only that
she prefers it."
Ino waves her hand dismissively.
Phoebus raises an eyebrow questioningly.
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter looks skeptical and says, "Oh, I don't know, chickens don't
like to put all their eggs in one basket."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "And finding one's preferences is like pulling hen's teeth."
Sylandra gives a trillingly melodic laugh.
Shifting Current Ino looks thoughtful and says, "I think you scrambled that one, Luce."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper sighs, "Should I be mildly offended by all these chicken jokes? I
have been told that I resemble a chicken many times."
You say, "Hmm."
Shifting Current Ino says to Phoebus, "You have?"
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "Maybe. I've been a bit hen-pecked."
You look over Phoebus with a cold, detached disinterest.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Ino, "I have."
Shifting Current Ino says, "We know the answer to the age-old question then."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Why did the chicken cross the road?"
Shifting Current Ino says, "To marry the Shedrin."
Ino nods her head sagely.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "To serve the Collective."
Shifting Current Ino says, "No no, for this occasion it is to marry the Stormborn."
Ino points accusingly at you.
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter laughingly says, "You two."
Shifting Current Ino looks thoughtful and says, "What came first, the Phoebus or the egg?"
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter says, "The Skyplumes."
Sylandra's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "There...there was no egg involved!"
Shifting Current Ino says, "Ah, then it was the meteorite."
You give Phoebus a peck on the cheek.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "I did not hatch from anything!"
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "There've been many eggs before Lady Windwhisper."
Shifting Current Ino says, "You're such a good egg though, Representative Windwhisper."
Finger extended, Luce pokes a carton of eggs.
Shifting Current Ino says, "You take things over easy."
Ino nods her head sagely.
Shifting Current Ino says, "Omelette you take over any project, with confidence."
Shifting Current Ino says, "You see the sunny side up of things."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "Now I must stress eat."
Phoebus scoops up a lightning bolt shaped cookie.
Phoebus quickly devours a lightning bolt shaped cookie.
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "These jokes are a bit hard boiled."
Shifting Current Ino says, "You do not have to scramble to take the initiative."
Phoebus scoops up a fresh and vibrant salad.
Phoebus quickly devours a fresh and vibrant salad.
Shifting Current Ino says, "And i'm sure when you sing, it is poach perfect."
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter laughingly says, "Some of these jokes seem nested into each
other."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "Jokes have many layers."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper sighs, "Yes. Stress eating is go."
Shifting Current Ino says to Phoebus, "You're just egging me on at this point."
Shifting Current Ino looks thoughtful and says, "If you are stressed, perhaps you should receive a
comforting quiche from your husband."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "I'm the chef in this relationship."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "Wait, was that a pun?"
Ino smiles angelically at Phoebus, wide-eyed and innocent.
You say, "Hmm hmm."
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter looks skeptical and says, "Yes, wouldn't want too many cooks
in the kitchen."
Shifting Current Ino says to Phoebus, "Now we're getting to the raw yolk of it all."
You throw a lightning bolt shaped cookie at Phoebus.
"Eek!" Phoebus shouts in fright.
You say to Phoebus, "Zapped."
Phoebus hides a grin behind her hand.
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "How shocking."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "And strangely sweet."
Luce ponders the situation.
Shifting Current Ino says, "Electrifying conversation, to be sure."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Very stimulating."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "The current is moving along a bit swiftly."
You take a deep breath and allow your mind to calm, and your crystalline body begins to shift in
colour.
Phoebus folds her wings around your body, wrapping you in a feathered embrace.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to you, "You are great, and I love you."
Ino opens her mouth as if to say something, but pauses.
Shifting Current Ino says, "I have run out of egg-puns."
Ino blinks.
Luce shuffles his feet uneasily.
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter laughingly says, "Are they getting runny?"
Flushing a soft pink hue, you say, "I experience similar emotions, Phoebus."
Shifting Current Ino says, "How egg-cellent for you all."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to you, "And I love it when you change colors, especially to
pink. It is like winning some sort of prize."
Shifting Current Ino looks thoughtful and says to Phoebus, "If you shake him, does it mix the colors
and cause a random one to pop up?"
You say to Phoebus, "It is perhaps of an appropriate context to allow myself such."
Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter smiles impishly and says, "Should we leave you two alone?"
Phoebus glances askance at Sylandra.
Sylandra hums innocently at Phoebus.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Ino, "No, it does not."
Ino puts her hands on her hips and goes "Hmmm!"
Shifting Current Ino says to Phoebus, "Are you sure?"
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Ino, "Yes."
Shifting Current Ino says to Phoebus, "Have you ever tried it?"
You say to Phoebus, "Hmm hmm."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says to Ino, "I have never jostled him about with that specific
intent, no. But I have never observed him to change color simply due to movement. In fact, he rarely
does so, even when perhaps it is appropriate."
Shifting Current Ino says, "Fascinating."
Deep in thought, Ino leans her cheek on her hand.
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper says, "That is why it is special when he does change."
Shifting Current Luce Shevat says, "I can't say that I change colours very often either."
Representative Phoebus Windwhisper laughingly says to Luce, "Well, you are not a lucidian."
Shifting Current Ino says to Luce, "You're no' lucidian though."
You say, "Hmm hmm."