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[socrowdedinhere]

Bixby: Prrew? *slips up by him and takes his hand, peering up at him*

Quin: *small grin* I'm going to be leaving tomorrow for a few days. I'll be back, though.

Bixby: *sad frown* Prrm...

Quin: I know . . . it's for Lady Vashti. And maybe for everyone here. I'll be back.

Bixby: *tucks against him, purring softly with a little frown*

Quin: *crouches down, getting her into his arms and standing with her* It's all right, Bixby. I'll be fine. I'll have Miss Scraps here with me.

Bixby: *wraps around him, purring getting mildly louder.*

Quin: *hugs her* Thank you for caring about me. That means a lot to me.

Warrik: She's such a sweet child...

Quin: *nods* Come on. We should get dinner.

Warrik: *nods and leads the way.*

Scraps: *will follow them* She really likes you. 

Quin: I think she's just worried. She, ah, found me in distress last night.

Scraps: Aww.  Poor thing.  Don't worry, Bix.  He'll be fine.  He gets to see his family tomorrow too.

Quin: *nods* I'm hoping so. Maybe one day, they'll be able to come here and you can meet them. I know at the least, the rest of my troupe, the Merrie Pranksters, would be honored to perform for the household.

Scraps: Pranksters, huh? *amused*

 

 

((Character List:

The Family: AMIN: Terris; HUMANS: Ziomi, Wes, Mitham, Naijah, Khepri, Patch, Harlequin, Tam, Rihn; J’HAR: Zera, Talim, Jerrica, Jimn; HALF-BLOODS: Nyri, Jendayi; INRIOMAI: Ilmari (white wolf), Raizen (white dragon), Daithi (hawk); CYBERTRONIANS: Optimus (TFA)

The Animals: Rory (horse), Toby (horse), Squeaks (fox), Crackers (goat), various unnamed chickens

Other People: DESTROM: Lyria (the lady), Darien (son half-blood), Soren (lady’s lover, j’har), Dycus (bear amin); LA’KAR: Kalan (lord), Lunnaei (lady), Darden (human), Mairi (Darden’s wife), Aren (j’har), Klatu (lion amin), unnamed others; ALVIERDA: Vashti (lady, half-blood), Warrik (j’har), Tyli (cheetah amin), Rashek (mountain lion amin), Skif (j’har, Warrik’s son), Zasha (panda amin), Bixby (cat amin), Kelsier (j’har), Vin (j’har), Nasha (j’har), Scraps (aka Ameya, fennec fox amin)))

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[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *shrugs with a crooked grin* Blame my brother.

[socrowdedinhere]

Warrik: The jester. Hm, sounds about right, then.

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *nods* You'll understand when you meet him, which I hope you'll be able to some time. And in our defense, he was twelve and I was tired and distracted at the time that we decided on the name.

[socrowdedinhere]

Warrik: *chuckles* Sounds like he's always been quite the charater.
Scraps: I'd say. I'm looking forward to meeting him tomorrow.
Bixby: Mrrrm. *she won't get to meet him tomorrow...sad kitty.*

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *low chuckle* You have /no/ idea. *hugs Bixby, and they'll head for food*

[socrowdedinhere]

*after dinner Vin will find him.*
Vin: You busy this evening?

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *small grin* I think I am now. Zasha and Keziah?

[socrowdedinhere]

Vin: *smiles and nods* C'mon. *she'll leas him off to one if the lounge rooms where Zasha and a half-blood young man are chatting.
Zasha: Quin! Glad you could join us. This is Keziah. Keziah, this is Harlequin.
Keziah: *mildly shy smile and wave.* Hello.

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *nods* Pleased to meet you, Keziah. And...I apologize for last night, Miss Zasha. *for leaving dinner like he did*

[socrowdedinhere]

Zasha: Don't worry about it. *motions at a seat* Join us?

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: Yes, thank you. *looks around at the three of them as he settles* I understand you’re performers…?

[socrowdedinhere]

Keziah: *nods* We all play instruments and sing. And Zasha and I do some tumbling routines. What about you?

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: I’m a bard by trade, and leader of a troupe called the Merrie Pranksters. We’ve been performing together for about a decade. *matter-of-fact - not to brag…but he doesn’t really know how to tell them that without sounding like he’s one-upping, so he’s trying to sound low-key about it*

[socrowdedinhere]

Zasha: Wow. You must know a lot of somgs then, eh? Care to sing a few with us?

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: I’m from far enough away that I probably don’t know any that you do. We could teach each other if you’d be willing. I’d love to learn some of the songs of this land.

[socrowdedinhere]

Vin: Sounds like fun. *motions at the instruments along the wall.* Pick any one you want.

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *nods and moves to look at what there is, hoping for a lute or guitar – he /can/ also play bodhran and rhythm bones*

[socrowdedinhere]

*He'll find a nice lute. Zasha takes a small set of drums, Keziah the guitar, and Vin a pan flute.*

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *settles, the lute obviously comfortable in his hands, and will start tuning it* So…what songs did you have in mind?

[socrowdedinhere]

*They'll dedide on a song, and when they find that Quin doesn't know it the three will teach him, then play it twice through. The first to let Quin get a feel for it, the second to really just enjoy singing as a group.*

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *is a quick study, picking up on the music, the lyrics, even the nuances very rapidly, having both an ear and a mind for such things – he wrote down the lyrics and some notes in his book and plays from that . . . after the second time through, he’ll even make suggestions to tweak the rhythm and volume, when to go a bit softer or subtly punch up a line for more effect – in any case, he very much enjoys playing with them, performing is what he loves best*

[socrowdedinhere]

*They will likely be at this well into the night, a sleeping, or at least relaxing, Bixby curled up around Quin's hips on the big soft pillow serving as a chair for him. Warrik will finally drop by.*
Warrik: You all sound incredible. I hate ti break this up, but it /is/ quite late. Don't stay up too much later.

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *has been enjoying himself a /lot/ . . . but yes* Thank you, Warrik. Vin, Keziah, Zasha, it’s been wonderful getting to join you this evening. Thank you. Scraps and I are leaving in the morning, and we’ll be gone for a few days, but I hope when we get back that you’ll let me play with you again.

[socrowdedinhere]

Vin: It's been a pleasure. We'd be glad to have you join us again at any time.

((Aww... did he teach them the so g Terris taught them? The one his grandfather wrote? XD Zasha would be /impressed/ with him knowing anything in Aminian. And Terris would have gladly given his blessing to the Pranksters to sing it in their performances if they wished.))

[dragondancer5150]

Quin: Thank you. *will stand, carefully extracting himself from Bixby if needed, and return the lute to its place before bidding them goodnight and following Warrik to bed*


((Permission to perform isn't permission to teach others. He'd want to ask first. But probably not. If they were taking the time to teach each other songs, they probably only got to do one each, maybe two each - they teach, he teaches them))

[socrowdedinhere]

Zasha: Good night guys. *will scoop up Bixby and head for bed.*

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*It's been hard without Quin. Not work wise, there are plenty of people to get the work done, but emotionally. He's very missed. It's evening, and Naijah is out scouting (with Rihn and Tam?) when he spots the wagon way out here off the road...and Harlequin driving it!!*
Naijah: *will come jogging up beside the wagon.* Not that I'm neh happey teh see yeh, but what're yeh doin' here? *concerned...*

[dragondancer5150]

*Rihn’s been inconsolable, and Tam’s uncharacteristically withdrawn. Both have been sticking close to Patch for the past two days, wondering how they’ll ever get through the next few months without their big brother, their leader, their anchor. Tam especially has been taking this hard. He’s /never/ been without his older brother, except when they’d all been captured and separated by Valroc. Optimus, having a /small/ idea of how they’re feeling – he misses his team badly – has been doing what he can to cover Quin’s work and just…keeping the remaining Pranksters, and everyone else, company.*
Quin: *startles a bit, but figures he shouldn’t be surprised – he’d planned to announce his approach with bird calls before getting “too close” and possibly startling people, but that’s a ways out yet* Naijah! *wry grin* I’m not a runaway, if that’s what you’re afraid of. Believe it or not, I’m here on business from Lady Vashti. Naijah, this is Scraps. Scraps, my brother Naijah.

[socrowdedinhere]

Naijah: *one brow goes up. He's bringing someone from a noble's house to their den with half-bloods and inriomai? Huh... okay.* Nice teh meet yeh, miss. *manages a bow without even really slowing his loping gait.*
Scraps: Pleasure's mine.
Naijah: Since yeh're headed fer home, I'll let everyone know yeh're comin'. If yeh haven't yet, yeh should tell her of Optimus.

[dragondancer5150]

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[dragondancer5150]

Quin: *they’ve had half a day for him to explain their household to her – nods with a grin* She’s been hearing about everyone. Lady Vashti’s is about a half-day out of town the other direction from here. We left early this morning. And it’s all right, she’s safe. The household is much like Lord Destrom’s and Lord La’Kar’s – amin and j’har are safe and well-treated as equals, and there’s even a half-blood hidden in the home.

[socrowdedinhere]

Naijah: Glad teh hear it. I'll see yeh both again in a short while. *and he'll pick up the pace, parkouring his way over and around obstacles so he doesn't have to slow. He approaches the den at an easy run.* Tam. Rihn. Report in. *no, they weren't on patrol, but it's his way of saying he wants their attention /now/, it's important. He doesn't use that command lightly.* We've company approaching in a wagon. *and he grins.* Harlequin's come home for a visit.

[dragondancer5150]

*Since it’s been drilled into them, the command /does/ get their attention, in spite of anything else.*
Tam: *shocked…then angry* Not funny, Naijah. Even I wouldn’t taunt with something /that/.
Rihn: “Really?....is he /really/?”
Patch: *frowning* He wouldn’t be so foolish as to have run away… *but it’s the only reason he can think of that Quin would return to them already*
OP: Did he say what this is about? Is he all right?

[socrowdedinhere]

Naijah: Said he's here on business fer the lady. Got an amin with him, fennec fox type, named Scraps. She already knows about you *nods at OP* and our half-blood sisters. He said the lady's home is much like the Destrom's and La'Kar's.

[2b_a_hero]

Tam: *okay, that calms him* How far out are they? *eager to go meet his brother!*

[socrowdedinhere]

Naijah: Neh far. Probably anothe fifteen teh twenty minutes with as fast as the cart can go.

*attempting to pick at CF tags orz*

[2b_a_hero]

Tam: ……….. *darts over to pick up his staff where he left it since his hands had been occupied with what he’d been doing, comes back to Naijah* Which path?
Rihn: *hurries to get his staff too!*
Patch: *grinning* Tell them there’s enough dinner for all. I’ll toss in a few things to make sure there’s enough for two more mouths. *equivalent of three, since one is an amin*

[socrowdedinhere]

Naijah: *grins at his students.* Southeast. *had gone to w comfortable crouch, but straightens now and will lead the way.*

[2b_a_hero]

OP: Be safe, you three. There’s always the chance they’re not the only ones out there. *just saying – won’t, of course, otherwise discourage them*
*Tam and Rihn are /eagerly/ off after their teacher!*

[socrowdedinhere]

Naijah: *at the quick pace he's gotten them used to they'll reach Quin in a few minutes. He'll just grin and let his students go to their brother.*

[2b_a_hero]

Tam: *as soon as the wagon’s in sight* Harlequin!
Quin: Tam!? Tam! *passes the reins to Scraps with a quick apology, he’ll be right back, then he’s jumping down to meet the two, /catching/ his brother as the other races up to him* Tam… */clings/ for just an instant before letting go enough to reach for Rihn and pull him in to* Rihn!
Tam: Quin! The hell are you /doing/ here, brother!?
Rihn: *CLINGS!*
Quin: *low laugh* Looking to talk to /you/, actually. And to let everyone know that I’m all right. But mostly I’m here on business. I’m going to need your help, Tam.
Tam: Yes, of course, anything! What is it?
Quin: I’ll explain when we get back to the den. *finally pulls back, still holding to his little brothers as he looks at Scraps* Scraps, these are my brothers, Tam and Rihn.
Tam: *nods* Welcome.
Rihn: *shy nod, /tucked/ to Quin’s side*

[socrowdedinhere]

Scraps: *grinning, despite the momentary surprise of having something shoved at her. She's pulled the horses to a stop.* Pleased to meet you both.
Naijah: *something catches his eye and he'll casually wander away a bit, just keeping attention out so the family can focus on each other.*

[2b_a_hero]

Tam: Come on. You’re not far from our home. *looking between the two of them* Quin’s told you about our eclectic little family? Well…not really so little…
Quin: Join us in the wagon? *the two nod and start for the walls and Quin turns to look at…for…?* Naijah?

[socrowdedinhere]

Naijah: Hm? *casually continuing away from the wagon...and with a sudden, bounding leap he'll dive over a bush, there's a /squeak/ that clearly isn't his, and he stands with arms full of a stunned kitty amin. He easily lets her go the next instant.*
Bixby: */Kicks/ back at Naijah, missing as he leta her go, and /dashes/ for Quin!!*
Scraps: /Bix/?!

[2b_a_hero]

Quin: B-bixby!? *crouches to catch her, standing with her in his arms* Bixby, what are you /doing/ here? Why aren’t you at home?
*Tam and Rihn are just watching, more than a little stunned.*

[socrowdedinhere]

Bixby: *tucks into Quin, clinging and trembling, fur, espcially her tail, POOFED!!* Mrrm. *PURRPURRPURRPURR*
Scraps: *scrubs her hands over her face with a huff.* Bixby, do you have any idea how /worried/ everyone must be for you?!
Bixby: Mrremm. *PURRPURR*

[2b_a_hero]

Quin: *loves on her* It’s okay . . . it’s okay . . . Naijah thought you were an animal stalking us. He was just trying to protect us. You’re safe now, though, he won’t hurt you. He’s my friend, like a brother to me. *once he gets her calmed down, will pull her back to look at him* You shouldn’t have come, Bixby. Why did you follow us? *worryworryworry*

[socrowdedinhere]

Bixby: *peeks at Naijah*
Naijah: Sorry, lovly, I just knew something or someone was sneakin' in. Just watchin' out fer my brothers.
Bixby: *looks at Tam and Rihn, then at Scraps, and is finally pushed back a bit to look at Quin. Her chin tucks and she mrrs and mews at him several times, almosy as though answering his question, before wrapping her arms around him in a hug.* *purrpurrpurr.*
Scraps: Well, nothing for it now. We'll just have to keep her safe until we head home.

[2b_a_hero]

Tam: *smirking in spite of the obvious concern for such a young child having followed them so far* Got yourself a new little sister already, dear brother? I think Jendayi may be jealous.
Quin: I’ll deal with that. *faint grin in spite of himself - /hugs/ Bixby, but then pushes her back again a bit, getting her to look at him* You can stay with us this time until we go back home, but Scraps and I will be making this trip about once a week. You have to promise me you’ll stay home from now on. Promise me that, Bixby?

[socrowdedinhere]

Bixby: ........Prrm. *small nod, chin tucked.*