[Stormwatch Manor] prodigy or just luck (Viskyia, pm to join)

[Saka Rosedl]

2nd cycle Melora of Winter, Era I of the Celestine Mandate, Era XV Post Fractum

Slowly yet surly the house was filling with the scent of fresh hot tea. It was still dark the sun not even hinting at the fact it would come once more yet Saka was wide awake as he was in Viskyia's home making himself at home. He was not the best cook but he knew how to fix good tea and also knew the layout of her home coming here and there when she was away.

Odds are she would wake and come down seeing what was going on and he was hoping he could block an dagger as he knew she would attack in the dark if she did not know who it was but thankful the room was lit softly not enough to wake the house yet just enough for her eyes to see it was him. Was that a good thing or bad thing he did not know yet.

There last meeting was rather painful. She cut him and knocked him out for a few cylces yet took care of him. It was not his fault really yet it was a long story that he did not really feel like thinking back on. After she left he also left even if he was the new prefect of the island he used it as seeing another prefect in a city and would return soon and he did just he found an master yet he ran away kinda.

He grew up somewhat, his body was more tan then it use to be, his body a bit more tougher then an slim elf he use to be. He spent time fighting here and there and learning new things not all of them arcana. He was not really running away yet a part of him told him he still could and not return, besides he also wanted to see Aylssa who he was getting along with nicely and had a gift for her.

He took a seat at the table facing the door that was open watching the ocean view. His back might had been towards the living room which was the only way in the kitchen yet his senses would pick up on a person in time and if he must he would defend himself with his dagger that he had on his right thigh. It was not that he did not trust Viskyia he just knew she had this bad habit of throwing daggers when her hand got this bad twitching feeling when danger was about.

What would he say to her? What would she say to him? Maybe kick him out maybe who knew. He asked theses thoughts in his head for awhile now for more then an cycle but whatever happened it happened for a reason. She was more then a friend, more then an mentor more then anything he really had a word for right now. Maybe soon they would pick a word or thought. Maybe who knew what would happened.

[Viskyia Crow]

It wasn't the slimly muscled Esh who followed her nose to the tea. No, it was a tall blond girl with a decided lack of tact who padded barefoot into the kitchen and gave Saka a look that was half amused and half 'you are so in for it'. She leaned a hip against the counter, which would strike Saka as a very Viskyia-like move, and smirked. "I'm betting two.... maybe three...." She said, studying his new appearance. Truth be told, Saka looked a bit older, more tanned. "Daggers, that is... she's gonna be pissed your in here." Alyssa said, accepting a cup of tea from the elf anyhow, and sipping at it. He'd added just the perfect amount of sugar, a fact she appreciated.

"Where in the world have you been... and will you make some breakfast while your at it? Myra has this wicked cold, so shes not cooking and Bunny is off to the mainland to visit her sick sister. Jobbie is roaming around moping, and Viskyia can't cook worth a ****. She might let you live if you offer us food." She said with a laugh, setting her tea aside and deciding to give him a hug anyhow. Alyssa was like that... slow to warm, spontaneous once her humor had kicked in. "Something like pancakes?" She asked hopefully. The young girl could eat, and eat, and eat. That was something Saka had noticed about Viskyia and her family. They all were good eaters, but it was only because the half-esh pushed them so hard in their training. They ate because they needed the fuel. Saka had learned a long time ago that the way to the kids' heart was decidedly through their stomachs.

"Sides, shes not gonna be up soon. She had another one of her nights. I heard her out there beating the living life out of a dummy in that circle you two built. Corwyn wanted to go down, but I told him to let her work it out alone. He slept with me all night though. I had to read four stories to get him to go back to bed." She sighed, having always been something of the caretaker of the flock when Viskyia or Bunny wasn't around or available.

"So, where've you been... and can I help?" She said, looking expectantly. Saka wasn't gonna get out of feeding the flock, that much was becoming certain to him.

[Saka Rosedl]

His outfit of choice for now was an silk deep red shirt, black silk pants, an black leather belt, thigh high hard boots with silver lockings along the upper part. The coat was rather long, deep red fur around the collar, the lining was also an thick warm fur as the outside was pure black with an silver dragon holding an egg with its wings outward flying upward. The hat was an normal looking hat that was also black with an silver gold dragon design like on the coat. Both the coat and the hat were on a back of a chair as Saka smiled at the voice he heard and the person he saw.

Alyssa, an young human that Viskyia had adopted in her time in Paxia. Viskyia never really talked about it much but Alyssa on the other hand he found out more, As Viskyia was away Saka spent a lot of time around the house and family watching over them and playing. He knew Viskyia told him to stay away but he would deal with her later along with her firey temper. Besides Alyssa and him bonded.

"Yes I dare say she will be pissed and I will see a quite a few number of daggers when she wakes but thankful I can move fast if need be. Its good to see you Alyssa." He said as she hugged him, One would say it was a random act of kindness on her part yet few saw her really open up. Even to Saka he could still remember an season ago she was very cold towards him yet she was like that to everyone.

"I guess I can add a few eras to my life and make some food, if I don't I have to worry about a lot of other smaller people then Viskyia, lets see pancakes all right. Yes you can help, you always can help you know. I will need some more help around here finding what we need, might see other people cook meals here but never really cooked myself here. Yes I can cook to live but not an master cook sadly." He said as he moved around the place like it was his, he knew where the basic items were, cooking pans, pots and such.

"O yes I have an gift for you, you will get it later as the sun greets us. Lets see I went away under prefect work as you know that I became prefect at the start of Winter. I highly doubt Viskyia on her travels really knows that due to she never really knows who holds what government position, but anyway but truth was I was looking for an Master of the arcane and I found on in the Camelyan HInterLands. An Archmage none the less which I found out afterwards well we then traveled to Jaedaxia, very odd port city but I got this coat and hat there along with some useful information. After talking with my Master we made the agreement I would study alone for now so I came back here so I would still keep my prefect job and to see you and the rest of the family. Got home sick what can I say." He said as he talked about his tales as it was not like him just to leave the island without an second thought for an long period of time.

Truth was he was still learning about arcane even if it was taking time but he was still being given funds from his master to study it and to help in other areas of his life. He had to improve and improve rather quick before long.

"So tell me why was viskyia out in the circle all night and not inside helping?"

[Viskyia Crow]

Alyssa smirked, her expression still warm though, and not fleeting into the cruelty she could display if she decided too. "Do you know how impractical silk is? Feth it Saka... you should be wearing cotton or something. That coat is way too much. Jaedaxia? I had an aunt that lived there for a year there once... you should have saw how she dressed..." Her expression changed then, became guarded, and her eyes hardened. She shrugged, rather than finished her thought.

"You light the stove. I'll get out the stuff. I hate that thing. I can never get it just right. We need the flat griddle. Do you think there's any pork in the pantry? Maybe some bacon?" The girl suggested, colder now. She pulled down canisters of flour, sugar, and uncovered Bunny's crock of butter. A few other jars came out, and she began mixing them together in a large bowl, adding eggs until she had a thick batter. It was obvious she knew how to make pancakes, at least the mix, but what she didn't like was the stove... the fire, flipping them.... Alyssa had burns, bad ones, on certain places and although no one outside the flock really knew, she had an inherent fear of fire. Thus she never went close to it.

"What did you bring me?" She brightened. While only nine, Alyssa often seemed far older. But when given the option of a gift, she tended to revert back to her age. "What is it? What tell me.. why do we need sunlight for me to get it? Thats stupid.. why not now? Please!" She said, frowning at Saka and picking up the batter filled spoon. "I'll get you... ruin your pretty silk if you don't tell me..." She threatened. The problem was, Saka had a good idea that if Alyssa wanted to cover him with batter, she would... Viskyia spoiled the kids horribly, and Alyssa was one of the worst. She had very little respect for authority, and even less for Saka, though she did like him. Saka knew that in a lot of ways the Crow residence was a product of Viskyia's over compensation for her lack of a childhood and the kids' experience in Paxia. It was one of the reason he stuck around, getting them back under control when Viskyia was in one of her more paranoid phases and everyone seemed on high alert.

The kids were better off here, for certain, and the half-esh lavished them with love, attention, and affection. But she had very little balance with them, and in a lot of ways they drove her day instead of them moving by her schedule.

Alyssa backpeddled at the subtle mention of Arcana, and even laid the batter heavy spoon down as she grinned. "Oh, hows that going? Are you going to do a fireball for me soon? You promised last time." She grinned, already shouldering him aside to help him spoon out dollups of pancake batter. Alyssa was slight, but Saka himself was slim as well. The two meshed well, mainly because Saka seemed unphased by her rash moodswings that came out of nowhere. Once the pancakes were cooking, she stepped back and hopped up on the counter to sit perched as they cooked. "I don't want any fruit.. just pancakes... butter, and surup." She reiterated.

"I don't know, Saka. If I knew, we'd fix it right? She's just what she is, right? It will be okay. I was going to go running with her this morning, or at least take a pony and go but she's still asleep. Pancakes will be just the thing." She grinned, tapped the wooden bowl, then got a platter out to start laying out the finished product on.

Saka knew any minute the rest of the kids would start to stir.

[Saka Rosedl]

He laughed for what really felt like an first time in many cycles, He felt more at home with this family then he really ever did with his own. His childhood for the most part was learning about this or that and playing small games with other kids near his age. Nothing really stood out, well parts did not he never did like to think to hard on some parts.

When she talked about her aunt, he knew she would became more guarded, she always did when she let slip about her family other then now. He never did push when it came up or when she let herself become sheltered in walls around her heart.

The thing about fire was that he could weld it to his will as long as he was in Clara, the state that allowed mages like himself use the forces of arcane but he would not waste that long of time trying to light an fire when he had other means.

He had the choice of using two sticks with lent, stones with lent or arcane. The small logs were placed right to allow the air to still get to them as he started clicking together two stones to light an spark on some pre lint that was there, not that hard just could take some time if luck was not on your side. It would seem on the other hand luck was on his side as an small flame slowly came forth after some time.

"No my dear you won't know what I got you, and if you do ruin my poor silk who is harmless I guess I will just have to make you eat fruits." He said to her remark about the batter. He knew she would no matter what he said or she said really, and she knew he would add fruits to the next few meals and he also knew she would not eat them when people were looking.

She also knew he had an odd way to put things as if items had feelings and a mind of their own, even if they did not. But with mages one never knew until afterwards if they did or not but she knew it was just normal clothing. What she did not know was that his pants were allot warmer then what normal silk was.

"Hmm an fireball huh, yes I did say I would and all right later on once we are alone we can play with arcane." He said as he took over with the batter and putting it on the pan. The reason he did not use an fireball to light the stove was also one of the reasons he never did any arcane in front of them here when Visykia was around. She would normally always have an nice happy talk with him afterwards that was not so happy.

But what Viskyia did not know could not hurt her, hence the later part. Soon he had started flipping the pancakes and putting them on an large plate he would take to the table, the smell of food quickly filled the large house and his ears slowly picked up hints of small feet roaming around.

"Alyssa please go get some fruit, I won't make you eat it I promise but I on the other hand need to eat it." He said as he made more than enough pancakes for her family and any other people that might show up as he took the pan off the stove putting it out of reach for other people.

Plates on the main table with forks, he started to put pancakes on each plate, one would think to add one or maybe two yet he started them off with three good size ones. They knew how to eat and it would be an insult really to think they would only eat one or two anything.