08-12-2020, 01:56 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 60%; min-height: 8px; font-family: arial; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 25px"]Ah, so Georgia was the first arrival. Considering the pair knew each other vaguely well, he surmised her introduction would be accurate. Well, as accurate as one could be given their few interactions. Still, he found his lips curving into a rather amused smile as the girl rattled off information about him. A rumbling laugh escaped him once she finished, and as she requested to know how she did in introducing him, he had half a mind to ramble off numbers. The social security line was probably the funniest thing he'd heard in a few days, and he was quite pleased she thought so highly of snooping abilities. "Pretty spot on," Devland announced, tone rising upward in delight.
Devland might have said more had Harlow not joined them. He just laughed at the child's pronunciation of 'social security number.' It sort of was difficult to say, wasn't it? He opened his mouth to offer an explanation, but Roxanne had stepped forward. He offered Georgia a quizzical look after Roxanne tossed her the question. Suddenly feeling like he was left out of funny inside joke, he pouted. His pout was twofold: one, he wanted to know what the hell was so funny about horns and wings, and two, both Harlow and Roxanne weren't playing his little game. Pretending he wasn't as childish as he was, he cast his full attention on Roan as he arrived.
The boy let out an amused sigh as Roan finally got their game back on track. The Beta listened carefully as Roan introduced Georgia, Roxanne, and Harlow. He hummed for a beat, taking in the information with ease. He would've offered a few more words about Georgia - how she was the sea incarnate, mood and looks included -, but he remained quiet. The only thing he knew about Roxanne was her relationship to Roan and the nickname she had given her son, so he was sure to tuck baking aficionado and fellow reptile enthusiast away for later. As for Harlow, all Devland really knew was that the kid had been absolutely terrified of a violent storm.
Keeping his manners, he finally dipped his head in greeting to Roxanne and Harlow before locking his eyes on Roan again. "You're Roan," he began easily, "and you're a Sage. Well, more accurately, you're the Sage. You're way overworked and seriously underpaid, but you're a pretty decent healer if I do say so myself." He allowed for a faint smirk to play across his lips, unconsciously tilting his head to hide his shoulder wound. "You're very sensible, but you let me ruffle your feathers a little too much. Oh, and you put up with me constantly bothering you, so that adds to your cool points."
Devland might have said more had Harlow not joined them. He just laughed at the child's pronunciation of 'social security number.' It sort of was difficult to say, wasn't it? He opened his mouth to offer an explanation, but Roxanne had stepped forward. He offered Georgia a quizzical look after Roxanne tossed her the question. Suddenly feeling like he was left out of funny inside joke, he pouted. His pout was twofold: one, he wanted to know what the hell was so funny about horns and wings, and two, both Harlow and Roxanne weren't playing his little game. Pretending he wasn't as childish as he was, he cast his full attention on Roan as he arrived.
The boy let out an amused sigh as Roan finally got their game back on track. The Beta listened carefully as Roan introduced Georgia, Roxanne, and Harlow. He hummed for a beat, taking in the information with ease. He would've offered a few more words about Georgia - how she was the sea incarnate, mood and looks included -, but he remained quiet. The only thing he knew about Roxanne was her relationship to Roan and the nickname she had given her son, so he was sure to tuck baking aficionado and fellow reptile enthusiast away for later. As for Harlow, all Devland really knew was that the kid had been absolutely terrified of a violent storm.
Keeping his manners, he finally dipped his head in greeting to Roxanne and Harlow before locking his eyes on Roan again. "You're Roan," he began easily, "and you're a Sage. Well, more accurately, you're the Sage. You're way overworked and seriously underpaid, but you're a pretty decent healer if I do say so myself." He allowed for a faint smirk to play across his lips, unconsciously tilting his head to hide his shoulder wound. "You're very sensible, but you let me ruffle your feathers a little too much. Oh, and you put up with me constantly bothering you, so that adds to your cool points."
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[glow=black,200,600]all of your flaws and all of my flaws[/glow]
devland taji / the typhoon / beta / tags / penned by redamancy
[glow=black,1,100]they lie there hand in hand