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She tilts her head back in the chair and rests her eyes. Her breathing slows and soon she has dozed off.

Talon entered the lobby, Cora still on his back. He walked over to the couch and began to look around, trying to figure out which the library was..., "Hmmm... now which way was the library again..." It took Talon a few moments to figure out what way to go but then began off again. "My hair has always been naturally blue and soft... I've never figured out how though, it's a mystery even unto myself,"

It was starting to seem to Talon that Cora enjoyed teasing him... again a blush came to his face as he tried to remember where the library was, "I'm fairly certain where to go... this way." Talon began to walk of toward what he believed was the library, with ay luck... it would be.

Talon eyed the headband in Cora's hand for a moment before he felt for the one that should have been on his head. A surprised expression crossed his face as he bashfully took his headband back and put it on. Talon noticed the change in Cora's attitude as they walked... "Ummm... did I do or say something wrong to put you in an ill mood?"

Talon stopped when Cora did and looked down at her and smiled when she asked him to carry her. Instead of letting her get on his back, Talon reached down and scooped up Cora in his arms so that he was carrying her in front of him. "There you are... now, let's find you that library." With that, Talon headed off for the library, fairly certain of his direction; a smile was upon his face...

The smile drops slightly from Talon's face at the mention of where he came from. He looked down at Cora, then promptly lifted his head once more. A blush once more upon his face. "Well... to be honest, to answer your question I must tell you of my people. We are nomadic, which means we travel very often, never truly staying in one place for to long. So to that affect... I... have no home." Talon fell silent once more. It was not that he was ashamed of his heritage, it was most people view nomads as vagabonds.

Talon laughed lightly at Cora's enthusiamism, in truth his journies were not all that exciting. He was still young by his tribes standards and he had only been traveling for two years before he came upon this place. "Well... Upon my eighteenth birthday, the elders of my tribe told me it was time to set out into the world and find my place within it. This was because I had lost my parents at a young age, so this was a rite of passage for me. After gathering supplies for what I assumed was going to be a long journey, I left my tribe and began a treck across the desert..." Talon conitued his tale, regaling Cora with all the peoples and other tribes he had encountered on his journey. The sites, the sounds, the food, and most percious to Talon, all the nature and beauty he saw. During his tale, he told Cora of when he passed through a jungle of majestic beauty. This incident seemed to be one of Talon's most percious mermories that he was sharing with Cora. He seemed to become a bit more lively with the telling compared to his usual laid-back self.

As they walked on, Talon pondered Cora's question. Going off and exploring more of the world was appealing to him and travelling with a friend was infinitly better then travelling alone. He liked the plan and saw nothing wrong with it, "Sure, I'd love to accompany you when you head back to your home. It's a chance to see new people and try new things. How could I refuse?" A big smile came to Talon's face at the thought of exploring the world. He was, after all, a nomad... travel was in his blood, it drove him on and this time he would set off with a friend instead of alone.

The two came to a set of large double doors, to which Talon stopped in front of. He looked at the doors for a moment in contemplation, then finally shook his head. "This is it, I'm sure this was the door to the library... I think." Talon set Cora down and opened the doors...