"Yes. On Fenris. Visiting their home. I am sure it must bring back plenty of memories for them," Alexandria said as she sat there looking at Urich. "Why do you ask?" she asked softly as she kept her golden eyes on him.
"I should go back myself. It has been too long since I stood in the halls of the Fang."
"You should," Alexandria said as she stared at Urich coolly. "I am sure they will be back soon enough," she finally said as she finished her coffee.
*cute*
Ruffles Fumizuki's hair after setting out the mini sandwiches
"Hey Mathius. Hey Fumizuki." Dax smiled warmly as she walked into the bar.
"Hewwo Auntie Dax." Fumizuki smiles warmly and hugs Dax.
He kissed Jadzia "hey hun...."
Dax smiles as she embraces Mathius and Fumizuki. "Everything going well over here?"
"So far, yes. Fumizuki has started baking different types of cakes, and Drael built a brand new brick smoker"
"Wow, that sounds really cool. Sorry I didn't visit more, things were pretty busy on the station for the last little bit."
"I understand"
"Well I'm glad to be back to see you both. How's Drael doing?"
"I must leave now; I have a recruit needing training. Thank you for your hospitality, Mathius," Alexandria said as she stood up and exited the tavern. Before she left, she added, "But I will return..."
"Mrrrr"
"I'm fine. Thank you for asking"
"That's great to hear, Drael."
The door creaked open, and a tiny pumpkin wobbled its way into the bar. At first, it seemed like any ordinary pumpkin... until, slowly, little black wooden limbs sprouted, and a purple cloak appeared around its body. Then--poof!--a cheerful Jack O’Lantern grin appeared on its face. The little guy stood about 2 or 3 feet tall, looking every bit like a miniature Halloween mascot (Well, he kinda is.).
He glanced around, tilting his pumpkin head as if scanning the crowd. This was Jack (yes, really. So original, right?), and he was on a mission. With his tiny hands, he pulled out a little sign. On it was a picture of a girl with sky-blue hair in playful pigtails -- a teen witch.
The sign also read:
"Hi! I'm Jack! I'm looking for this young witch, Twyla Bishop. She sneaked out of our Academy during curfew. If you've seen her, please let me know!"
At the bottom, the school’s contact info was neatly scribbled, just in case anyone wanted to help... or maybe just get a good laugh at a talking pumpkin doing lost-and-found duty.
He glanced around, tilting his pumpkin head as if scanning the crowd. This was Jack (yes, really. So original, right?), and he was on a mission. With his tiny hands, he pulled out a little sign. On it was a picture of a girl with sky-blue hair in playful pigtails -- a teen witch.
The sign also read:
"Hi! I'm Jack! I'm looking for this young witch, Twyla Bishop. She sneaked out of our Academy during curfew. If you've seen her, please let me know!"
At the bottom, the school’s contact info was neatly scribbled, just in case anyone wanted to help... or maybe just get a good laugh at a talking pumpkin doing lost-and-found duty.
"We haven't seen her in quite a while......"
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