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"If you have such a pretty face, Sun Shadow, then maybe you would get more attention too..." Nelphean whispered into Ecara's ear, "He's jsut jealous because I wont scratch his chin." Nelphean smiled and stood up. "Sorry Ecara, but I must speak with Bastet, befoer she decidies I need more..." How phrase this delicately, "Time alone..." There, that should do it. The elf walked up, and sat beside Bastet.

"Do not fret dear Bastet, tears are unbecoming of your eyes."

Saradin relaxed a little bit as she confesed it to him, quite relieved actually. "Why didnt you tell me Aurah?" It was asked genuinely calm, still a bit of a smile on his face. "I was really starting to wonder if this was my first time meeting all of you or not." There were other questions in his mind, and in particular one thought that he harbored unsure whether it was real. "The thing that hurts you, came back?" He murmered to himself barely audible.

"I didn't know how you would take it. I...was the one who drove you away in the first place...and I...indirectly got you killed. You were brought back." The way he reacted only gave her relief and she couldn't help but spill the rest to him. If she wasn't supposed to...well she was sure she'd be in for it from either and angel or Saradin's other. "I was afraid that you'd leave again." There was a brief moment of silence in which he mumbled something, but of course she heard it. She didn't spend hr life as a thief to not have keen senses. "You...but it's not how you think. You being back...it doesn't make it hurt as much, and it only hurts because I make it."

"I died? I'm beginning to see why I forgot, seems Im bad for my health." While it was a cheap attempt at humor he laughed slightly anyways as he absorbed the information. "Aurah, I dont know what happened before but even if my I dont remember what happened, I know Im pretty stubborn. It wouldnt have been your fault for anything that I did. But maybe this time I wont try to leave." Sorting through it all, detail by detail was the only way to make sense out of it all, while maintaining his new good naturedness. "Aurahkah, I dont want to give you any reason to hurt yourself like that. I dont know the truth, but whatever it was, dont blame yourself like that. You dont need anymore trouble from what I can tell."

"Cymarron was..taken. and Cymarron was...broken. the Den mother, the other elf..and Eclipse came for me. Cymarron felt like he'd spent years in the torture of the Breakers playtime. after that, Cymarron woke up here. Eclispe is going to teach Cymarron to be his own Master. says all are teachers here. but Cymarron is...home."

He moved to the fridge, and grabbed any kind of liquor he coudl find, deftly mixing drinks together. gin and tonics, bloody marys, sex on the beach, Blackburrow biters, Nagafen's breath, and the ever popular Dwarf dropper.

"Drinks were requested, yes? Cymarron does as was requested."

Eclipse walked up behind Cymarron and gave a bark. "Don't do as you're requested. Stubborn creature. If you wanted to make them fine, but do it as if it was an order again and I'll....have Ecara bite you."

Ecara merely turned to Cymarron and smiled.



She laughed in almost on edge of tears fashion. For some reason she hated him saying it wasn't her fault. Every one had been saying it, she knew it was true, but she was stubborn. "Of course you would say that. You're you." Aura took a breath and crossed her arms. "You...accused me of something and then you wanted my penance for it. You weren't acting like yourself that night. We fought, you left. Then, " Reaching to the sword hilt at her side, she drew out Soulforge, displaying it on her palms for him to see. Brand new blade, freshly engraved phoenix and his name. "I found this sword, your Soulforge at my door, broken. A man named Johnavon told me what happened to you. I broke down...then I had to pick up some pieces. I thought that if I reforged your sword, it would help with the pain...I never expected you to come back." She looked away from him for a moment. "That just hurt more than some other things that wanted to fall in place at the same time...I needed someone to blame I guess."

Nelphean heard Rakka's tears, from by the fire, and quickly walked to the door, and saw that she was still just talking to Mr. Stupid. Nelphean sighed, guessing what the problem was, it seemed obvious. No wonder I hate you so. He returned to the mantle, and watched the lights dance on the locket.

Nelphean walked to a table ,that was covered with books. He started removing them all, first by picking them up, then just tossing them aside. He uncovered the table, and patted it twice, trying to get Bastet to look at it. Nelphean had scetched out a very primitive drawing of him and Bastet holding hands. Well, it was stick figures. He smiled, "I drew a good copy on the other side, and painted it."

He fliped it over to reveal a very life-like painting of the same image.
"I hope this adds some stability to what ever questions you are thinking."

She stepped forward to look at the table when Nelphean patted it. She laughed happily at the primitive drawing that she could somehow still identify as the two of them. After he flipped it over she just had to smile at the better drawing. It added some stability indeed. She could not help after all that she was uninformed about the things she had botched. Stepping closer, she stood beside him and slipped her hand into his and leaned on his arm, careful of her claws. "I think that I should not run, for where would my courage be? I could no longer be called 'The Sweet' if I did." He really did have a lot of free time, and enough talent to wow her. "You are amazing."