Distinction of the Mind

[Sera]

Astafy nuzzled the tiny tsume again fondly and gave him a soft smile. "If I have energy later I can heal them the rest of the way." But, for now, she was more concerned with Veselin. Generally healing took place by simply speeding up the process, which meant that the nergy would be coming from the healee rather than the healer. But the Trance didn't -have- energy for that, so she was having to user her own energy to energize the healing process. He likely had already been strained from the earlier healing, and this one wouldn't be any easier. He still didn't look all that great, and with the cauterization, Astafy doubted she could keep it from scarring. Perhaps even badly.

She shook her head slightly and turned at Aluran's pleased statement. She tilted her head. "You're a good fisher," the Light complimented him with a small smile.

[Thalron]

Napoleon touched noses with her again as she nuzzled him, giving a few more small more content chirps as she managed to calm him down again... He was still really worried about vasaline though... and moved over to nuzzle the back of the anorexic gryverns head... He was still a bit meepish but was more calm.

The left head yawned then glanced off. "we only caught it because you hurt it when you scooped it out earlier." he commented nearly silently as the center head dropped the fish down infront of them. Center: "I'm not hungry." right: "You do know that we don't really eat anymore right?" center: "Yes we d-" left: "Only you try to eat." right: "We shouldn't get into this here." Center: "What're you two thingies?" he asked, changing the subject abruptly... much to the left heads dismay... He knew that all of them knew what the gryvern were, there were three of them in the realm after all.

[Sera]

Veselin rolled his head slightly, though whether it was to return the touch, because it hurt, or he was trying to get away was unclear.

"Oh," Astafy replied, a little confused in trying to follow all of the converstaion. How difficult it must be to have three heads that talked all of the time. From the way the conversations went, it sounded like each head housed it's own personality. Which also didn't make sense since earlier Diriel controlled all three heads. Well... not worth pursuing right now. She was afraid of that personality reawaking. Or wotever it was.

"Thank you just the same." She grabbed the fish and brought it closer to Veselin. The Gryvern responded instinctively to the presence of prey, eating the whole thing as the Light made certain he didn't get any of the bones. "We are Gryvern," she answered quietly. It didn't occur to her to be surprised by the question; she didn't know how widespread they were.

[Thalron]

The little tsume gave a small meep as the gryvern shied away from him, but decided not to try and nuzzle it again and moved back to astafy... leaning against her paw as he looked up, then over at aluran. Aluran was usually pretty nice, and he didn't normally go crazy like that... He wondered what had woken up Diriel, it must have been something really bad.

The center head made a small 'oooh' noise then nodded. "I know uhm... Griksei!" the right head sighed. "And Nevena." then the left head looked back and added. "And Nahdezda. You know what a gryvern is blue." the center head made chuckled lightly. "Well, uh, I forgot! for a little while... I did just wake up after all, what were we doing?" right: "...I don't know." Left: "You'd just go away if I told you." center: "Huh?" the right head looked at the wounds again then grimaced slightly. "Ah."

As far as things were going, it was not nearly as confusing as they were known to be, the heads were talking and switching back and forth but... They weren't all talking /to/ astafy, nor were they finishing eachothers sentences.

[Sera]

Astafy turned to look at Aluran in surprise, based less on his confused murmuring and more on the first name. "You know Griksei? He's my brother. Is he alright?" Though, in hindsight, perhaps asking this tsume wasn't the best way to find out how her brother was doing. Ah, well. Maybe she'd be able to understand his answer.

For his part, Veseline was slowly becoming a little more cognizant, though he still had no deasire to move and was not yet aware that he had eaten again.

[Thalron]

There was a rather awkward silence for a moment after she mentioned that he was her brother, and wondered if he was alright... There were some glances between the mulitple heads of the tsume before the right head opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. the center head looked a bit confused, as if they were having a conversation without words... before finally the left head snorted then nodded. and the right one answered. "He's doing pretty well I think, he doesn't stick around the realm that much. usually he is running around-" he stopped and the center head continued. "-the orchard or here. we only met him-" left: "-once or twice." they all nodded to her. then the center head spoke up again. "I like your jewel! It's shiny, how'd you get it to stick to your head?" yes... what a relevant question he had.

Napoleon simply sat there looking a bit confused, still leaning against astafy's paw, his tail slowly curling around the back of it a little bit as he was unsure of what was really going on... Aluran spoke too fast and switched around too much for him to follow the conversation?

[Sera]

Astafy was having a bit of trouble herself, nodding though she wasn't entirely certain of the conversation. At first she thought they were all saying different things, not finishing each other's sentences. So she was still nodding when the center head asked it's question and then it all belatedly clicked in her head. "Oh, thank you. Uhm... it's embedded magically." She still rather wondered about Griksei, but really, there was no point in pushing the tsume about it.

Veseline rolled slightly, getting his legs back under him again and Astafy moved to his side, sending another wave of healing through him. He shook his head slightly as he slowly came further back to them. "Wot happened-?"

"One of the others woke up, I think," the Light replied easily.

[Thalron]

The multi-headed tsume stared at her for a moment, it seemed as though it was having another inner conversation... which was good and bad, because while it was less confusing, it meant you had no idea what he was thinking about... and it was impossible for him to look completely non-threatening with how his features were molded out of metal. the left head was the first to snap out of the trance like state. "It's going to get dark soon, it is dangerous here when it is dark." Right: "It's not /that/ dangerous." Left: "Not for us you mean." center: "Once I glued something to my forehead, but it fell off after awhile." After that there was a moment of silence, as the other two heads just stared at the center one... They were beginning to wonder if it ever thought before speaking... Left: "You should find a place more sheltered... especially with someone so.. .Frail." he commented with a near snear at the gryvern on the ground... That actually wasn't so bad if you knew red, atleast he wasn't growling.

Napoleon looked up at astafy, then over at aluran again... "umm... You can tell who it is by the eye colour..." he mumbled out kind of quietly. He couldn't help but feel guilty about what had happened... even though there was nothing he could have done, probably because there was nothing he could have done.

[Sera]

Of that whole conversation, Veselin vaguely thought the information about glueing something to its forehead was the most interesting. Wot kind of glue could stick to metal? And wot a metal being would even want to glue something to its forehead?

Astafy gave a small nod; that would explain the shifts she'd seen, though she was still confused. Did that mean 'Aluran' was four personalities? Or was Duriel one of the three eye colours she'd seen so far? Or were there far more personalities and just sharing colours occasionally? Yah, she was confused.

Whoever might be speaking whenever, he had a good point that they needed shelter. "Do you happen to know where there might be shelter nearby?" She asked Aluran quietly.

[Thalron]

Astafy was partially right about them sharing colours, although if you looked closely you could tell that the red eyes that occupied the left head were definitely a different shade of red than the one she had seen before when Diriel was in control. And if someone actually explained the details of Alurans personalities... It probably wouldn't make very much more sense than, if any.

speaking of aluran, he nodded at her question, or atleast the left and right head did. Left: "There is a cave not too far from here." he paused and looked around at the gryvern and single small tsume before the right head spoke up. "It's downriver a mile or two, and then up in some rocks." There was a small pause, but then aluran shrugged. Center: "It's kind of small, but it should fit you three." he said cheerfully... The blue eyed head always seemed overly cheerful, almost annoyingly so.

Napoleon looked up at astafy hopefully, wondering if maybe she would pick him up again... He didn't know if they were actually going to go to the cave aluran mentioned, but he felt better when he was close to her... and if aluran remembered why he freaked out it might be a good idea to be with someone that can actually move fast without tipping over.

[Sera]

Astafy glanced down at Napoleon and reacted to the expression absently, bending down so he could get back up into her scarf. Once he was settled, she rose again and turned her gaze in the appropriate direction.

The blue-eyed personality didn't really bother her; she -liked- overly cheerful beings. As Veselin regained awareness to the area, which was happening faster and faster now, in a weird sort of way that he would not be pleased about if it occurred to him, his tolerance of the uber-cheerfullness would likely drop. Drastically.

The Trance carefully regained his feet and a wash of weakness caused him to stagger. The Light came to his side, carefully helping to brace him in such a manner that Napoleon wouldn't get squished.

"Why are you here, Aluran?" Astafy asked suddenly, glancing again at the large tsume as she waited for Veselin to regain his balance enough for them to start walking. She didn't want to have to camp out, but it really looked like they wouldn't have any choice.