Far From Home (Kiyr)

[Kyrie Blaze]

He seemed happy. At the very least he was content. Which was nice. Being around people emanating those feelings did much to put her at ease. It was almost contagious...though it didn't stop her from being wary. So she took in his words and turned them over.

"And our minds. Perhaps especially our minds."

Yes, it was all connected, and all important. But finding that flow within yourself was just as important as recognizing it from outside sources. And continuing to do the things that helped you get to that point was very important, too. It would be something one could fall back on in times of stress...even when one didn't have all the components needed for whatever it was to hand.

Like Kiyr, just a few minutes ago.

[Lucien DeChain]

He nodded again, keeping his eyes closed.

"You're a Dragon, aren't you, Kiyr?" He asked. "I remember you. I didn't see you, but you were there when I led Sidervib to Lightning Tower, weren't you?"

If he was right, which he felt he was, that would also mean that she knew exactly what he was.

[Kyrie Blaze]

"Yes, I am, and you are correct. I was there, and I apologize for not being able to introduce myself at that point. You have a well-trained ear and good memory, Lucien DeChain."

A momentary flicker crossed Kiyr's expression at the mention of Sider, but she quelled it and schooled her expression back to place, letting go of any lingering tension. She did not favour Sider, it was true, but she would not let that cloud her judgement. She stretched her limbs with a slight yawn, and then slowly rotated and stretched her wrists and fingers, working out another difficult part in one of the songs she would play. How did that go again..?

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien blinked as he realized that he hadn't told her his last name. The fact that she recited it meant that she knew far more about him than he knew about her.

"And apparently you do as well, Kiyr. What else do you know about me?" He asked, in a lighthearted tone of voice. He found it rather amusing, actually, but at the same time, he wondered what information the Dragons had on him.

"And, about Sidervib... I don't want his actions to be associated with mine. Especially after he was banned from my home."

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie was quiet as Lucien spoke. The slender woman remembered much; she had a remarkable memory that was neither photographic nor eidetic, but excellent all the same. To his statements of Sider, she drew her lips upwards in a slow smile that smoothed back out.

"I strive to be non-judgmental of the company people keep, forming my opinions on the people themselves." It was said to reassure and affirm that she did not think less of him just because he had escorted Sider into Dragon Territory. Certainly it had put him on her watch list, but he seemed to be genuine in not meaning to cause trouble. "Are you saying you are worthwhile to be known to us, Lucien?"

She closed her eyes slowly, then opened them a crack. It was asked lightly and casually with no hint of guile.

[Lucien DeChain]

"No, well, yes, but, I mean.. I'm not famous or anything. And I'm certainly not a powerful Crow. But, I would like for us to be friends." Lucien replied, stammering slightly at first.

Though, he didn't really think much of his position in Crows right now. Being the junior member in a squad under the Grim, well, it wasn't that glamorous. Even if the boss had told him he was due for promotion.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr felt twinges of amusement at Lucien's answer. Yes, no, maybe so? Her gaze flicked in his direction. The mention of being friends was startling (and curious), but she managed to keep her composure in check. She paused.

"...so, you feel you must be famous and powerful to be worthwhile to know..? Is that why you want to be my friend?"

Despite the probing nature of her questions, her tone was light in its neutrality, definitely curious. Kyrie wanted to know him, yes, and his clarification on this would shed light upon him.

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien froze as he realized his answer was worded quite the wrong way. Or maybe Kiyr was just really good at twisting words...

"No, that's not what I meant at all! I meant.. More like, known to the Dragons... As an ally or something. Personally, I don't find much value in anything like that. Fame is quite shallow, I'd rather have my actions speak for themselves. And, as for wanting to be your friend, I see we're like minded in a few aspects at least. I think we'd make nice friends."

That was sort of long winded.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie was good at twisting words, but she was also prone to getting beneath people's skin...but it was certainly disconcerting to have the tables turned back unto her. She took in Lucien's reaction, nodding ever-so-slightly.

"I see." But she didn't say whether she thought it was a good thing or bad thing. Her tone, however, was still light and neutral, still. "That makes sense."

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien kept himself from stuttering. That makes sense?!

But, he somehow find himself coming out with a chuckle. Maybe it was the calm atmosphere, but he wasn't having any fits in this place. Even if someone gave him such a non-committal answer as that.

"Well, whatever the case, I'm glad I met you again, Kiyr."

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr ducked her chin a little, lips quirking at Lucien's expression and eventual chuckle. Poor guy. Well, if he was adamant on becoming friends...Lucien would quickly get used to such answers from her.

"Likewise." And now, because he said so, she questioned: "What do you like to do, Lucien..?"

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien pondered for a moment. What did he like...?

Mostly all of the things that he actually liked died along with the world. All of what he did now, it was mostly work.

"Well, if I can find time, I like to read. I like the martial arts as well.. And, I guess I like my work?" He commented. He figured that was good enough for an answer.

"What do you like to do, Kiyr?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr took in the answers Lucien gave her, and fully expected he would ask her in return. It was only fair, after all. The only real question for the blonde with her leg hanging down from the tree's limb was: how much to say? Certainly, her normal fallbacks were generalizations and understating.

"My own work, now; on that I can agree with your sentiment. Reading. Running. Music."

She nodded, seemingly to herself. It was a start, at least. One Lucien could work with. Everything was said in general terms, but then, he had, as well.

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien expected her to give a vague answer, and so, he calmly nodded. Talking about the specifics of their work, it seemed, was a mutually agreed topic to stay away from.

"I see. What kind of books do you like?" He asked, wondering who he should say his favorite author was. He rather liked the writing style of Ayn Rand. Man, that Fountainhead.. Great book.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Not that Kyrie would have minded speaking of her work--but, with all due caution, she wasn't entirely sure of his loyalty to the Crows. And her Projects were of the utmost importance, if the Dragons wished to have food that wasn't any type of ration. Coaching them to save seeds, scraps of vegetables, anything that could be worm food...they would need to save.

She blinked.

"My tastes vary. Science fiction, fact, other types of informative material, fantasy, essays, poetry...though I tend to gravitate towards knowledge, fantasy, and poetry, if you want something more narrowed down. And yourself?"