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OOC
Just thought I'd mention this first part from Lord Avondale's point of view is with Rose's permission. Rose, I didn't want to do Taran because you doing his reaction would be better than mine.
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Extracting
When Rose revealed she had overheard him, Lord Avondale sighed. Lowering his head, Lord Avondale stared at the floor for a few moments while considering his options before answering Rose's question.
Before he had looked down, Rose noted that Lord Avondale had a slight bemused look on his face. But when she had stated that she knew that Taran was a Dragoon to a god, the bemused look was replaced with shock. This look also was quickly replaced with a carefully neutral expression as Lord Avondale looked down at the floor.
After a few minutes had passed, Rose asked carefully, "Lord Avondale? Did I say something wrong?"
When Lord Avondale looked up at her, Rose was surprised to see that Lord Avondale's face was set into a look of sheer determinedness and took a hesitant step backward.
"Unfortunately, Lady Rose, you did," Lord Avondale said coldly. "And I must correct this error so it does not fall into the wrong hands."
Before Rose could react, Lord Avondale rushed forward with more speed that she had credited him for with his limp and lifted her off the floor by her throat. Before Rose could scream, Lord Avondale placed his pinky finger against her left temple. Closing his eyes, Lord Avondale forced open a connection into Rose's short term memories.
At once, Rose's body went limp and her eyes took on a dead gleam. She was, however, still alive despite all appearances.
Finding the memories relating to all things Dragoon--as well as the events including the current memory extraction--Lord Avondale gently removed them from Rose's memory banks and pulled them out. Outside of Rose's mind, the strips of memory looked like little red ribbons attached to Lord Avondale's nail about a quarter of an inch wide by six inches long.
Setting Rose on her feet, Lord Avondale safely stored the ribbons of memory in one of the many pockets in his cape. Gesturing that Taran should do the same, Lord Avondale put on his bemused grin again and said to Rose, "Lady Rose! Welcome home!"
Having no memory of what had just happened, Rose blinked a couple of times, "Huh...wha...oh! Lord Avondale! To what do I owe the honor?"
"I am here to ask Sir Taran a favor of a most private matter," Lord Avondale said, swiftly and expertly moving Rose towards the door of the study. "If you would excuse us for just a few minutes."
"O-okay," Rose said as the study doors were closed behind her.
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OOC 2
Well now that Dragon's back, I'm going to hold off on her story again until the current Lord Avondale thing is over.
Flan: <Convenient considering you just introduced me!>
Hey, you're going to be more of a main character than a side character! So relax!
Flan: <Still don't think it's fair...>
Life's not fair, Flannery. Suck it up.
Flan: <Bite my a**, O My Creator.>
Dragon: She's more outspoken than the rest of us...
I know. That's why she's going to be the Rev Bem to your crew of Andromeda.
Dragon: I don't think everyone here has seen that.
Then the Shepard Book to your crew of Serenity...though with less of a need for knee cap shooting.
Flan: <I don't think that reference quite works the same way.>
Well...gorramit...I don't want to put it plain. If people can't pick up the proper significance of Rev Bem and Shepard book and their roles to their respective ships then they should go watch Andromeda and Firefly.
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Edit: Additions
Smacking her forehead, Dragon grabbed Wolf and Flan and lifted them off the ground and away from the spot where they had been standing. A split second later, an ice spike shot out of the ground where the two had been standing
"Nerissa!" Dragon said. "Order 1086.8498-EAD. Add Wolf Deschain and Flannery O'Bowie to the list of accepted non blood-related Dragon Dynasty members--same goes for Nanette Keophonthepha-LeRoux and Nathanial Keophonthepha-LeRoux."
<And just what was that about?> Flan asked as Dragon set her down.
"Security measures," Dragon replied. "Those not on the list of acceptable guests are not admitted."
<Examples?>
"Slayers for one example."
<Good point. Is the ice spike the only expulsion?>
"Only if they manage to get this close to the house. Otherwise, they're harmlessly jettisoned into the air and shot back towards town.
<It may be a silly question...but why the security.>
"Being the leader of this band of misfits makes me crazy enough. I don't need the added stress of constantly being on guard against someone outside the grounds trying to kill me in my sleep."
<VERY good point.>
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