Blood of the Drow

[OtterOnFire]

Vince was excited over the new news. All right doc! He said rushing out of the room and nto the hall where he picked up his board and flew out the door towards the practice field. He hadnt been there for a long time.  

[Gothica_Puppet_Master]

Ryet'n blinked, stunned by the quick departure. " Um...sure...your welcome..." he spoke to himself; the ryoe was already gone. A moment passed quietly before the drake shook his head and turned back to the door. Arc had needed to talk with him about something, no better time then now. The slender build drake moved away from his desk and trords the door, in search for the ryoe woman. The coffee cup, already half empty in a right paw, went along with him.  

[lycanthrope lover]

Reaching the lab once more Arc plopped herself down into a wheeled chair and looked around deciding what to do while she waited for the drake's patient to vanish. Out of habit she pushed herself to her computer desk and set her cup down before wiggling the mouse to activate the screen. It loaded up with a picture of what old earth kittens had looked like and she smiled. Essentially they had been distant cousins of hers, or part of her anyways. Her hand left the mouse and grasped her cup lifting it to her lips. Taking a drought from her tea she tapped the keys lightly, debating on what to look at.  

[Gothica_Puppet_Master]

Ryet'n's entrance into Arc's office was quiet, allowing him to stand silently by the door for the first few moments in observance of the Ryoe before he ultimately cleared his throat to alert to her his presence.  

[lycanthrope lover]

Arc had been expecting the interruption but it didn't stop her slender figure to jolt at its arrival. Spinning about in the chair she grinned to see the form of her acclaimed favorite drake. Taking up her cup in one hand she raised a brow.

"Well now; my place or yours?" she asked raising a brow as her lips curved suggestively, though they both knew she meant as to which office he'd prefer to chat in. Still it was fun to play.  

[Gothica_Puppet_Master]

His scailed lips drew back into a broad, fang revealing smirk. Still, he bit back the comment he would have, in a less professional backdrop, blurted out. Instead he asked, " are you in the midst of any work?"  

[lycanthrope lover]

"Well not official work as it were, but a little project I've decided to take under interest," she answered grinning cheekily. "And I figured since you're the oldest fart in this building you could lend a hand."

Leaning against the back of her chair she sipped her tea awaiting the reaction she may or may not receive from the drake.  

[Gothica_Puppet_Master]

He staired her down as if considering the words, his orange eyes flickering hotely as they sunk in. " Old fart eh?" he met her gaze, " i'll have you know, i may be old, but i'm still stronger and faster and fitter then most young squirts in this building, including you," he added in on the end, though the glimmer of his eye gave away the comment as a returned spar.  

[lycanthrope lover]

"Please," she said chuckling. "I'm only teasing. I know for your race you're a spry young thing like myself, I just get a kick out of the year difference."

She smiled up at the drake in a means of smoothing the rift she'd caused. A reaction she'd rooted for and one she'd got.

"Be happy, a good few hundred years and not even a wrinkle," she said winking.  

[Gothica_Puppet_Master]

He chuckled at his own self mutterings, then ran a clawed paw over his smooth face with a wink, " yeah, it is one benefit of my blood. Come now, you said you wished for my help? What is this project of yours?" he stepped the rest of the way into the room and up to her desk.  

[lycanthrope lover]

Arc grinned as the tension evaporated and Ryet'n approached her desk. Motioning for him to sit in one of the available chairs that belonged to her long since gone coworkers she gave a nod.

"I've taken on a study of the drow, or darker elves. I want to know what turns their skin and why the paler elves detest them so. I mean, I've found out about the rift they had during the wars but surely that isn't cause to detest all drow, right? Anyways, I'm getting rather ahead of myself, I had just wanted to know whether or not you knew anything about them," she told him, leaving it open for answers or comments.  

[Gothica_Puppet_Master]

(( Sorry i've been gone for so long, my internet is out. I'm on an outside computer at the moment.))


" Hmm," he muttered in a long moment of thought. " No," he said after a moment, " I'm sorry but I dont. I could check the library for books though, surely they will have some on the history, we can work from there. What do you say, care for a walk?"