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[Twi]

After much waiting, Lavi starts the tour.
"Well, you're in the bedroom wing right now. There's only one master bedroom, but it has a 'king-sized' bed, so that shouldn't be a problem.  And a bunch of guest bedrooms. Most of those are boring, though."

Walking.

"Over here is the generic glassmaking area. Well...we make glass stuff around here, in various shapes and sizes. The fact that there are plenty of fire-breathing lizards helps quite a bit."

"And over there is the entrance. With lounge. Nuff said. And...then there's the storage area, which is boring, and the upper levels. Which are currently largely empty."

[Taricus]

"What are you planning to do with the upper levels?"

[Twi]

"Something fancy. I mean look at them! They look something from those Alin cities..yeah, those are the people who inhabit that desert I originally came from. They have entire cities made of glass, for heaven's sakes."
((Anyone get what I'm referencing? Although I made a lot up, but still.))

[Taricus]

((Rise of legends  ))

"Any ideas?"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Meanwhile. Still paused*

[Twi]

((A cookie for Taricus!))
"Fancier housing, magic...no, not really."

[Taricus]

"We'll think of something"

[Twi]

"I would hope so. Anyways... Well, time for you to settle in."

[Taricus]

"Right"

*PLOTwarps his stuff to Lavi's house/glass palace*

[Something Evil]

*Meanwhile. Still paused*

((I'm sorry. That took way longer than I expected. Apologies. I'm back now.))

[The Merchant Of Menace]

Y:"Should, being the operative word.. The elders may claim that the risk is great, but they aren't in charge here... _{And frankly, you two are too cute together for me to split up} Crystal.. how did you come by that name?"

[Phantom]

Meanwhile, a man living in the city of Anchormen is wondering how a Quarian can vomit through a faceplate, let alone drink alcohol without adverse effects.

The Medic yawns quietly as she sets herself back up. Dariel is still sitting there, no longer cloaked and visibly comfortable. Berkar is in awe of the previous events, still walking around with wide eyes, and quite possibly drool coming out of his mouth.

[Something Evil]

Y:"Should, being the operative word.. The elders may claim that the risk is great, but they aren't in charge here... _{And frankly, you two are too cute together for me to split up} Crystal.. how did you come by that name?"

*Amy's hand slides away from the button, and she leans into the wall for support, gasping for breath. After a few seconds she recovers enough to reply:*
A: "I... that was kinda my idea. She knew she somehow broke off from you, and wanted a name..."
*A couple more deep breaths see her add:*
A: "I told her that she should pick a name herself. Not many of us get to, but she was kinda insistent that I name her. I just said the first one that came to my mind and didn't sound completely stupid."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

Y:"I like it" *She smiles*
Y:"So, we've never really spoken"
*Meanwhile, Crystal is no longer clinging to Amy frantically*

[Something Evil]

*Amy wraps an arm around Crystal, mindful of her healing burn, pulling her into a soft embrace.*
A: "Yeah... short of pouncing on you when you were dancing with your fiancee and you giving me one helluva scare with those dirtmen, we haven't even seen each-other."