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*Gaunter eats a cookie.*
Gaunter: I am more into def poetry.. much more my style.
*He giggles.*
Gaunter: These are some cookies... liking the song Arya? You should sing that to the white haired chick.
*Giggles intensify.*
Gaunter: It will remind her of... home.

*Thaddeus curls his toes slightly with hidden impatience*
Thaddeus: She wont be going near that white haired woman. It could be dangerous since she's hiding ghouls. Arya, I cannot allow it. I will be dealing with her.
*He nods and looks very determined*

*Arya is still reading the song intently and missed the entire conversation*

*Gaunter smile, momentarily vanishes to show a face of annoyance. It is then quickly masked with a larger smile.*
Gaunter: Of course! How could I forget...
*He shrugs.*
Gaunter: Yes, well she will have to live without...

*Thaddeus smiles knowingly and winks*
Thaddeus: got you.
*He slicks his dark hair back and smirks a bit*
Thaddeus: Don't forget let details, Gunther.
*He smiles warmly but his dark eyes gleam with intelligence and wit*

*I glance up and see the eye contact*
Did I miss something?

*Dria looks up at the mention of a white haired chick because her own hair could be considered white by some*
Dria: Did you mean me?


*Morgan is distracted talking with Huitz*

Gaunter: Got me? I think you are mistaken...
*Gaunter returns the glare, then shakes his head at Dria.*
Gaunter: No not you... ashen haired girl... name's Ciri.
*He sighs.*
Gaunter: So Arya... what do you think of the song?

OOC:
Well boys and girls I'm on Skype now, and if I can beat all your usernames out of Verviedi I'll be friending you in a bit on there.

BIC:
*I gesture with the paper*
It's a beautifully written song I'll admit, but there's power in this song. Power I don't recognise.

*Dria nods*
Dria: Oh okay! Sorry to interrupt!

*Gaunter smiles.*
Gaunter: Not a problem Dria... don't sweat it.
*He shakes his head.*
Gaunter: Just a simple song... don't overthink it.

*I give Gaunter a dubious look*
If you say so.

*Dria raises her eyebrows*
Dria: You know me? Who are you? I don't remember you

*Gaunter shrugs to Dria.*
Gaunter: I met you when you were a wee baby.
*He then turns to Arya.*
Gaunter: Well you can sing it whenever you like... I am sure everyone will enjoy it.

Well. I think that's us, yes?
-No comment.-
*Shakes head and takes the drone in hand, then teleports up*
Oh... finally a proper bed to sleep in... proper couches...
-I cleaned it, that was true. I just started the cleaning early. Sometimes, I don't want to listen to you having the class of your average Ork.-
Oi, you're more like her than you'd think... where is she?
-Lounge annex.-

*I tuck the paper into a pouch at my side*
I'll do that thanks.
*I close the pouch*

*Dria looks confused*
Dria: When I was a baby? But there were no others in the cave... only Uncle Horus and Billy, and my parents

*Gaunter pats Arya on the back, and smiles.*
Gaunter: Good idea.
*Looks over at Dria.*
Gaunter: When you were a child, better?

*Dria nods*
Dria: Better, but I still don't remember you.
*She shrugs apologetically*
Dria: Sorry

*Verdai looks around, now standing in the Lounge*
Taldeer? Are you here?

*Verdai can hear grumbling from a blanket nest on a nearby couch*

*Gingerly pokes the blanket nest*
Are you quite alright? Anything wrong?

*grumbling continues*
*a few odd items get tossed outside the blanket pile, including a singing spear*

*Winces at the spear embedding into a chair*
Are you... is anything wrong?

*from inside the nest*
Everything is fine Verdai, I'm just doing some spring cleaning!
*a Jetbike sails out of the nest and lands lightly on a nearby coffee table*

...I sense a physics violation in there, somewhere. Is it bigger on the inside?
*Some drones float in and spirit the jetbike away*

It very much is a physics violation Verdai.
*A grunt of effort can be heard and a Vyper is slowly lifted out*

What. The. Feth. I want to see the interior of that.
*Tries looking for an opening*
...It's bigger in the inside?

It's a lot bigger on the inside Verdai. Its pretty much a warehouse in here.

...I want to see.
*Wiggles self inside and frowns at the sensation of space-warping*
...Wow. This is... absurd. I do kind of wish it had the true blanket nest sensation, though. All the warmth and softness.
*Looks around*