Parting, Once more.

[Kayla & Stormation]

Kayla noticed the tension in the girl's fingers as she stroked them through her daemon's fur. Stormation shuffled on his paws. "I'm Kayla, and this is Stormation." She eyed the girl again.

"And who are you?" Kayla carried on. She was a bit afraid of this group of kids. They were all older than herself. She didn't know anything about them.

[Zeph & Cadeyrn]

Zeph's grin Faltered when he heard that he could swim, but he didn;t lose his swagger as he lifted his eyebrows, almost invisible under his thick hair. He hadn't been paying attention to his Daemon too busy trying to stare down the smaller boy. He Smirked now, and backed off. "I don;t think these two want to fight- so it'd just be you and me,"

Zeph Paused to look at the new arrival and threw up his hea din a quick greeting. "I'm Zeph. Are you going to follow us to the docks, watch a fight? It make things a little more exciting to have a crowd." Zeph, like usual, wasn't considering the size of the docks. Why should he? If he fell in, He'd just climb out and get back to fighting, and if the other boy could, too, then everything would be fine.

[Kayla & Stormation]

"You can't fight." Kayla said quickly. "Someone'll get hurt." Her daemon shook his head in despair and launched himself to his human's shoulder as an eagle, and perched there. "Kayla... lets go... You dunno these kids... Don't watch 'em fight." Stormation whispered into her ear.

"But they musn't fight. Someone could get 'urt." The ten-year-old girl stepped forward to face the gyptian - as it seemed. "You ain't gonna fight." She said, "I won't let ya."

[Daja Sekhmet]

Daja was tired. She'd had a busy day, what with work and fights and all, and she was ready to go home and sleep. But then she noticed a commotion on the docks. There seemed to be people...yelling?...fighting? She couldn't tell from this far away. Well, I'll jest hafta find out, won' I? Daja altered her course and started running towards the commotion. "What d'ya reckon you're doin'?" Tarquin snarled at her heels. "We're s'posed t' be sleepin, 'member?"
"C'mon, ya know me better then that, Tarboy," Daja countered, and then came to a quick stop. They'd reached the docks. Daja strode up to the people there, Tarquin muttering to himself close behind her.
"What's goin' on here?"

[.:Artemis & Skyran:. [gone]]

"Kayla, knock it off," said Artemis, pulling the ten year old back from the Gyptian boy. "Leave them alone and don't meddle in things that you don't need to be sticking your nose in, because it may get broken on accident." Skyran gave a warning growl, whether or Artemis or to Kayla and Stormation, it couldn't be sure. Despite the fact that Artemis and Skyran were rather exasperated by the antics of the young Jordan resident, the two seemed to have taken the position of watching her back.

Hearing the commanding voice of her friend, Artemis turned around, as Daja and Tarquin approached. Tarquin appeared sullen, and Skyran gave a brief, gruff, almost barklike growl of hello to the other large cat.

"Hey Daja, don't worry, it's nothing big," said Artemis to the other girl. "One of them boys here tried to filch my ink, and the other tried to bash his head in 'cause he doesn't like Gyptians too much, I s'pose."

Artemis felt Skyran recoil beside her at the sudden drop in the refinery of her usual grammar, but when Artemis was out in the city around Daja--who of course had the grammar of a peasant, she couldn't help it.

[Daja Sekhmet]

"Ah." Daja looked the boys over cooly. "Well, if ya gotta problem with each other, just fight already n' get it over with. There en't no need t' make a fuss if ya gotta brain bigger then a pea. Which I don' s'pose neither of ya do, come to think," Daja said. She was annoyed that she might've run all the way over here for nothing when she could be resting. "Anyway," Daja said, turning back to her friend and looking mischevious. She straightened her posture and, in an overly exagerrated English accent said, " Artemis, I could not help but notice your sudden decent into the most vile, vulgar, and unspeakeably unproper grammar. Whatever brought about this abhorrent and unseemly change in your normaly impeccable dictation? Are you ailing or peaked? Perhaps you should arrange an appointment with your doctor; I do believe that I've heard that he is quiet the charmer, and a marvelous physician as well."
By this time, Tarquin was cracking up hysterically on the ground, and Daja was grinning as well, satisfied. "Looks like this uzn't a wasted trip afta all, eh Tar? N' c'mon, Artemis, we can't 'ave you talkin' like me, else I'll hafta talk proper like you, and that en't no fun. Well, it uz then, but t'wouldn' be for long. Really, how can ya do that all day long with no break? No wonder you collegers are all nuts."

[.:Artemis & Skyran:. [gone]]

"Descent," corrected Artemis automatically, and grinned. Skyran perked up slightly, ears waggling. "And what doctor are you talking about, because if he is as unblemished and astonishing as you hint, I should very much like to meet him." She had raised her voice to a falsely lavish, lofty tone, and pretended to swoon.

"Oh, for, lackaday, the hallowed halls of Jordan College have become besmirched by the grizzled beards of wasted old doctors dragging their own old bones around the school, to gather into dust in the corners."

Finally, she couldn't help herself, and nearly doubled over laughing. It was actually part true, but saying it in a ridiculous accent made it all the better.

Looking up, she grinned broadly.

"Of course we're all nuts, but I was born and raised to speak properly, and certainly, the masters of the college would faint if they heard it any other way."

[Kayla & Stormation]

Kayla, who had tears running down her face from when Daja spoke with Artemis' grammar, spoke, "Haha, you should see the master's face when he hears me talk like that." She puffed out her chest and cheeks, and curled up her fists. "Kayla Airlark, I thought you knew better! Any student who attends this school, needs to have a marvelous grammar without fail! Never have I seen any student be so rude!" She immitated the master. Stormation was a tiger, chuckling softly. "And I wern't doin' anythin' to be rude, either." Kayla said.

Storma sat by his human's feet, cleaning a huge orange - black striped - paw. "Speakin' of the master, we better be goin'. We'll really get it tomorrow." A wide, satisfied grin spread across the ten-year-old girl's face, and she turned and skipped away, Stormation leaping to her should from a tiger to a hawk in mid-motion.

[:.Sariana.: && .:Tarkothos:.]

Sariana, who was feeling more and more dazed as time went on, stared as yet another girl approached; beginning to feel claustrophobic, the wolf-girl and her daemon took a few steps back, gazing quietly at the ever-growing group. Yet more, the other three girls appeared to know each other; they conversed among themselves for a minute as Sar and the boys watched.

Shivering a little at the proximity of this amount of people and daemons, Sariana forced herself to take a couple of steps forward again. "How do you all know each other?" Her green eyes were curious, all thoughts o ffighting momentarily forgotten, as they swept from girl to girl. "D' y' all live-" She paused, slightly confused; realizing she was falling into Daja's speech pattern, her coughed and went on. "Do you all live in Jordan or something?"

[.:Artemis & Skyran:. [gone]]

Artemis smiled, and nodded to Sariana, the edges of her eyes crinkling with mirth as the other girl had to, found Daja's way of speaking to be rather easy to pick up. Stroking Skyran's back with one hand, and shading her eyes with the other so she could see what the boys were doing (morons), Artemis answered, "I do, and so does Kayla, the younger girl. My family are scholars there; I study with them." Poking Daja, Artemis added, "Now this piece of--" she ducked, in case Daja had tried to punch her, "Daja, she lives around the docks, around the city, just about anywhere that's outside and close enough to break into our library. We've known each other for ages."

[Daja Sekhmet]

Daja did aim a punch at Artemis, but with no real intent to connect. "Watch it," She said with a grin. "Ya don' wan' t' be get'n on my bad side now, do ya?" Turning her attention to the new girl, she said, "Yeah, me n' this-" she pointed at Artemis, "have know each other for a long time. Too long a time, I reckon." Daja rolled her eyes. "Now these other folks I don' know. All I know is that those two boys are total morons, and that's 'bout it."

[Kayla & Stormation]

'Oh and Daja?' Kayla called back over her shoulder. 'Don' start swearin' like mad 'gain.' She grinned, turned, and jumped over a wall, out of sight.

She was certainly very daring. Any kid who attended Jorden College knew the master would not be happy if she jumped over a wall infront of him.

((Sorry it was short. Gotta dash))

[:.Sariana.: && .:Tarkothos:.]

"They're boys." Sariana smiled at Daja, obviously joking- or at the very least half-joking. "How could they not be morons?"

The teenager couldn't help but feel quite confused- and she didn't blame herself for it one bit. One moment she had been strolling through the marketplace, the next nearly separated from Tarkothos; then she had tried to make a friend, then, before a conversation could actually start, she had found herself chasing after a Gyptian boy who had tried to steal another girl's ink. Now the two boys were preparing to fight, but the girls were comfortably talking amongst themselves. All in all, it was a bit much more than even Sar was used to in one day, and she was feeling rather dazed. Beside her, Tarkothos stood with his ears back and his tail at an odd angle; her daemon was following this no better than she was herself.

"Well then." Sariana tried to play for time, her bemused mind not really sure anymore of what to say; finally, after swiveling her gaze rapidly between the other girls, nodding a hello to Daja and murmuring her name and Tarkothos' by way of greeting, and waving to Kayla as the younger girl ran off, she remembered the two boys, and turned to glance at them. "Shall we go see what we can do about those two?"

[Daja Sekhmet]

Daja shrugged. "There en't nothin' wrong with most boys, jest these two. En't nothin' wrong with fightin' neither, so I sure en't gonna break 'em up. Heck, I've already gotten in't a fight today already. I was just mad that they was sittin' 'round threatinin' and not doin' nothin'. That just drives me crazy. I mean, either ya fight, or ya don', there's no need to make such a fuss 'bout it. Anway," Daja added, "M'name's Daja, as ya've prob'ly already heard. But what's your name?"