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[~echo~]

"Yes, I am Jacob. Nice to meet you, ma'am," he said with a nod. He took her hand and shook it.

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She grinned, flashing fangs. "Pleasure to meet you." As if they were a distant dream - or nightmare, depending on who you are - the fangs disappeared behind strawberry colored lips.
"I hear you're looking into your past. Is there any way I can help you? I know a few with wings. Yours are quite unusual, at least in my realm of Daragon."

[~echo~]

"Well, I was told that my parents are Daragonians and that I, like Elena, was taken as a small child to earth. I don't know the truth of all that, but here I sit with a magically appearing bowl of soup in front of me," he quipped.

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She laughed. "That's true, yes." Her strange, dark crimson eyes sparkled. "Would you like to come to my realm to see if there is anything to help you there?"

[~echo~]

"What realm is that?" Jacob asked.

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"I'm the High Priestess of the Fire realm." She quirked her lips into a softer, less.. Feline and dangerous-looking version of her dagger-sharp smile. "It's nice and toasty there."

[~echo~]

"Mmm," he said nervously. "Im not a big fan of fire."

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"Figures. You smell like an Air." Her nose wrinkled, and fangs flashed again. Almost feline. The idea of her being very feline was reinforced a moment later when her pupils slit like a felines.

"Jacob, Ignis is a weretiger. No need to fear her, though." It was Hewa speaking, her lips tilted into a smile. "How's your soup?"

[~echo~]

Jacob cleared his throat and clasped his hands together, trying to fight his flight instincts. "It's good. Thank you."

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"I have completed a list of people you may or may not want to talk to. Would you like me or Elena to accompany you to speak with them?" Still Hewa, though Elena watched her with wide ocean eyes.

[~echo~]

"Both would be fine," he said. "Are we going tomorrow?"

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"If you'd like. But if you'd like to go today, that'd be just as well." It was Elena who replied.

[~echo~]

(I thought it was dinner time)

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(That doesn't mean that you can't go places. Daragon is a whole other planet, and so it's timing is different.)

[~echo~]

(Well, don't be mad... It's just that you usually eat dinner at six and then you're in for the night. Whatever, though.)

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(I don't do that. My family has dinner by.. Midnight if we're having a family dinner, which we've been doing more often, but we're all in bed by two am. Everyone's different. /shrug)

[~echo~]

(Oh. Well, in the South we usually eat at six and are in bed by tenish xD Your family sounds like the European way. Anyways,)

Jacob shook his head. "Im still rather tired... could we go tomorrow instead?"

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"Alright." Elena smiled softly.

(OMG Do you have a Southern accent? I love Georgian accents. We lived in Atlanta for about two years. I fell in love.))

[~echo~]

(Well, somewhat xD I live around a bunch of Northerners (or Yankees as we call them) and so mine is diluted. Did you ever go to Savannah, Georgia?)

Jacob nodded as he finished his food. "I'm finished. May I be excused?"

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(No. We were just outside Atlanta, close enough to be considered 'city folks'. I got a bit of an accent - it trashed my Irish-y r's but I was so in love that I didn't care. My momma is Southern, though.))

Each of the women, Ignis especially, looked at him with surprise. Hewa replied slowly, quietly, a little confusion in her voice. "Jacob, you are a grown man, yes? You do not need to be excused from the table. You may go if you so wish it. Do you have a time you'd like Elena to wake you?"