Zan had walked in and Prasha nodded to his greeting. "Zan, good to see you. I'm not worried one bit now that I have wild berries. Cup of tea?" Prasha took a seat and ignored the outburst of the women who clearly did not know who she was talking to. Prasha sipped his tea and let out a sigh. Zeal curled up on Prasha's feet alert but comfortable. "So, Zan. How is business?"
Prasha kept an eye on Alruna, she was sort of immature, Prasha couldn't guess her age he hoped it was twenties. That girl could be fun to be around wants he got to know her. Prasha shook that thought off and took the utility belt that had been prying into his sides for his journey across the plains.
Zandrophin closed his eyes and took a breath before addressing the rather shrill voice that emanated from the table where Mariko was sitting. He bowed ever so slightly, with his hand across his chest, to Mariko in greeting, as protocol would dictate, and mentally addressed her, smiling slightly,
"Good to see you again, Miss Yamada. I trust Master Kesiem and I are not intruding."
Then his eyes fell upon a face he was not familiar with. His eyes narrowed ever so slightly in suspicion of this new face. Again, he spoke to Mariko, his face barely shifting to show concern,
"This one's aura is troubling to me. Be wary."
Prasha invited him to sit with him. As he did so, Zandrophin gestured to the man behind the counter to bring Mentus and himself their tea. In no time at all, the tea arrived, even in a small glass for the Abra to drink from. Zandrophin took another breath before returning his attention to Prasha.
"Business has been going well. There's been a lot less new paperwork...which is always good; the fewer R-154s I have to fill out and endorse, the better. I've got more time now to work on my pet projects."
At that moment, Mentus decided to climb down Zandrophin's arm, and hang himself off the edge of the table by his tail, swinging slightly back and forth, still sipping his tea from the cup which was now suspended above the ground. Zandrophin lightly scratched his head and continued,
"Of course...that means I have to give this one a bit more attention...But anyway...I've heard you've been trekking around the continent. I won't ask why; that's your business. I just hope that you're being careful...and that you drop by from time to time, if you're in the area."
All throughout this conversation, he'd kept a close mental eye on the unknown girl. He didn't know who she was..but she seemed somewhat familiar...
Do not fight for a cause or for what you believe in: Fight for yourself, because who you are rarely changes. Zandrophin
’Ignored! I was just blatantly ignored!’ Tears welled up in her large, innocent eyes. But no one paid any attention to her, Mariko bouncing smoochum on her lap, and the two new guys conversing with each other. She grumbled, and shifted with a brooding and/or pouty face. She kept huffing and sighing, each time getting progressively louder.
She watched with slight disgust at the abra’s antics, while somewhat being fascinated by its powers. Not that she’d ever dabble in power like that. It was best to just leave those to the crazies who’d like a challenge.
Finally growing bored with it all, as soon as there was a pause she raised her voice, still inside but loud and clear, ”SO. I am Alruna Orelia. May I be so bold as to ask your name, blondie?” Of course she wasn’t intimidated by this man with the aura of a psychic pokemon. Perhaps she was stupid for it, but she came by it honestly with her fire cracker mother who feared nothing and had a sting in her voice sharper than a hornet.
Mariko was starting to consider trying to duck out of the area for a while as Snowdrop's sobs started to gain a little bit in volume. It seemed that the whole situation was not going to allow for the baby Pokemon to calm down. It also seemed as though the situation was not going to be settling down for the girl she had been speaking to either. She just seemed to be getting more and more flustered to the point of seeming to not know volume control, even if told to watch her volume. She also didn't wish to interrupt the conversation that seemed to be taking place between Zandrophin and Prasha at the moment. It seemed she had reached an empass at the moment and would have to wait and see where it led to first. Depending on the answer that came up to that question would answer whether or not she would stay and continue to have converse. or if she would leave and hopefully calm down Snowdrop without any further stimulation to keep her from reaching a state of calm. Though it seemed that Zandrophin would have to answer the introduction given first to see how things would go first. That, or Prasha giving his own self-introduction. Either way, it seemed that introductions would be the telling sign of her departure or not from the rest of the conversation or conversations that were to come.
As Alruna sat there judging everyone, Zeal got a glint of mischief in her eye and got up and stretched. She proceeded to waltz over to Alruna and put her head on Alruna's lap and purred loudly. Prasha began to chuckle as the waitress brought him his tea and cakes.
"Don't mind her. I think she likes you." Prasha chuckled and detached his sword from his back." Zeal nuzzled Alruna's hand to try and get her to scratch her ears. Zeal's clean fur glistened in the light of the Tea house as prisms danced off the walls from Zeal's gem.
Post by Zandrophin on Jun 10, 2015 15:14:17 GMT -6
Zandrophin's grip tightened on his glass at the red-haired woman's continued outbursts. He took a quick breath and placed the glass back onto the counter.
She continues to speak without respect, Sir...and that poor Smoochum is rather distraught at the entire situation...
Too right, old friend...I've got a solution.
Sir...not here...it would upset to many people. She may be fragile, Sir....but putting her through a wall wouldn't help this situation...
Very well...Plan B... Another breath before he spoke,
"Alright...I believe it's time we all took a step back and relaxed a bit before continuing this conversation.....Mentus, if you would?"
The Abra raised his arms, and a faded purple glow enveloped the building. As the powerful Calm Mind flowed through the space, Zandrophin could feel himself relax, both in body and mind. He hoped that it would help to calm the baby Smoochum, as well as dialing back the other woman's slightly aggressive attitude. When the glow faded, Zandrophin inhaled deeply and spoke towards the woman.
"Now then...you asked my name...and there's no real harm in telling, I suppose. My name is Zandrophin Kel--"
He paused, shook his head, and chuckled before continuing,
"Well....you don't need to know my last name...so the first name will have to suffice."
Do not fight for a cause or for what you believe in: Fight for yourself, because who you are rarely changes. Zandrophin