Keep Your Head Up, Girl! (Invite Only)

What caught his interest was not the simple fact that she was an elf; he had seen plenty of elves within his lifetime, but there was something else that interested him. It was the fact that she spoke in the Drow tongue, yet was not a Drow herself and while that may have not been enough within itself to catch his interest, it was also that she spoke a dialect that was not widely known even among the Drow that lived under the city of Chicago in recent times, almost as if it were older than them. As if the language was untainted by the human world, which interested his greatly.

Ailill had informed him of this strange being, and he even had the means of tracking her no matter the distance, so they were off to the great City of Angels. It was Caster territory to be sure, but it wasn't as if Aaron couldn't handle himself, and the Casters were not ones to openly assault a member of another of the families. Aaron had chosen to dress simply; in faded blue jeans and a plaid button up shirt with a vest over it. His blonde hair was kept styled simply, in a way that did not require much effort but still looked presentable.

Eventually their search lead to what looked like a high school, quite the strange place for en elf to be sure but he knew nothing about her, so there was no room to judge yet. Walking into what looked like an indoor pool, Aaron found his eyes attracted to the graffiti immediately, gang signs and other things scrawled across the wall, but he could see now elf present. The room had urban decay, with a bright shining coat of order masking it, as well as the keen howling of a dog. It felt familiar in so many ways, yet alien in the same ways. ”Where could she be?” He muttered confused, adjusting the subspace bag that slung over his shoulders.

He took a few steps forward as what looked like bubbled surfaced from the pool; the instance alone caught his interest. There was adog barking at the pool, and bubbles surfacing, which meant only one thing; that someone was drowning. His mind didn't really notice the clothes floating along the surface, yet they seemed to also have their place within the puzzle now. Without even having to be prompted, Aaron rushed to the edge of the pool, ignoring the loudly barking dog as he saw what was a possibly dying woman, a dying elf. It only took a second for him to concentrate on the form and with a thought, the spell activated, pulling the form of the female out of the water.

He placed her at the edge of the pool, quickly weaving a healing spell, one that would likely force her body to be rid of the water, as well as avoid any damage from inhaling the water.

Almost a month ago Ailill had gone on one of his pretty usual trips to a far away place from the Hale family home in Chicago. He had taken part in an expedition to a small island near Greenland in search of a tomb that had contained an elf from centuries ago. As it turned out those stories had been true. Sure he had found the two guides for it, the Derger twins, whatever it was they were called, to be absolute blithering idiots that had come across such information purely through circumstance but what they had claimed to be there had been true. For on that island he, the two abhorrent fellows and a few others had found the tomb and awakened the elf known as Mirshann. After what seemed like hours of constant battling against these strange shadow creatures from who knows where. Probably the same dimension she had originated from but there was no telling really. Never really explained during the process of fighting for their very survival against all those things. Still eventually they won the battle and left the island. Ailill had left the elf in the care of the two ridiculous guides, probably not the best idea ever considering how incompetent he found them to be, but had gotten his hands on the book that she had presented to them without anyone even noticing.

He had spent days afterwards trying to translate all that was written within the book since he had never bothered to continue on with his drow language lessons after the initial learning of it. During this time the subject of that trip became a topic of conversation between him and his cousin Aaron who was the one in charge of managing the family's duties. Ailill told his cousin all about the elf to see what he thought. To gauge his interest one could say. He was certainly interested. Enough so that they would up heading off to find Mirshann just like Ailill had done a few weeks ago.

They traveled to Los Angeles because that's where Aaron's spell indicated her location was. Neither of them talked much all throughout the trip. They just had nothing to say. The search led them to a high school of all places. Ailill was wondering if that spell was even working properly. Just why would she be in a high school? Did the whatever they were called brothers enroll her or something so she could learn about the world? The two magical cousins ventured inside the school and searched around for any sign of an elf just happening to be wandering the halls or something.

Aaron had headed towards the pool area as Ailill was searching the gymnasium. After a brief search that presented no results he went off again and made his way to the pool area as well. There he saw that Aaron had found her. She was lying on the ground next to the water unconscious. She seemed to have been drowning as Aaron was using his healing spell on her. Ailill carefully rushed over and kneeled beside his cousin to assist in any way possible. "You found her I see. Was she drowning?"

Eventually the spell had done its duty, drawing some of Aarons internal energy in the process but it had managed to revive the Elvin princess from her near death state. In an instant she rose with a sputtering cough, spitting water out in a gush that splashed across her chest, melding with the water that already soaked her to the bone. Reflexively he found himself smiling, most likely pleased that the elf were not dead, seeing as he was curious about a living one; not a corpse. ”It appears that she was drowning, but not anymore.” He stated simply, cutting the spell off before it could drain anymore of his energy, the minor glow ending as well as its effects, which were no longer needed.

He then turned his attention to the now well Elf, a dog nuzzling against her neck as if it were far more relieved than he was to see that she was alive. It was an interesting site, but he had seen plenty of elves that had managed to make an animal familiar, this was no different really. ”Hi I......” He stopped, realizing that the girl probably did not speak a single word of English, so it would have been better to switch to a different language, one more familiar. Luckily the frequent delegations with the Drow had given him a proficiency with the language.

”I hope you're okay, while my spell has managed to fix most of the potential damage, it won't be wise to stand up for a few minutes.” Aaron said in a flawless Drow, making sure that eye contact was maintained, seeing as how that was the usually protocol when he dealt with the Chicago Drow. Sure he was unaware of how whatever race of elf she was went about socializing, but that could be found out with time.

They had found the elf in the pool drowning. Ailill watched as Aaron used his healing spell to try and save Mirshann's life before the water now filling her lungs killed her. It appears to have worked for the elf princess was conscious though coughing up water like a dysfunctional fountain. The wolf he remembered from the island that she had adopted as her pet came over to comfort her when she awoke. "Well then it appears she will survive this little harrowing ordeal. Nothing compared to those things that we had to fight on that island though." he said to both of them as he looked at her to make sure that she was not about to pass out again. Mirshann certainly looked cold and the wet clothes were not helping with that situation. Ailill took off his coat and handed it to her since it might help some.

Ailill then heard Aaron speak to her in the drow language. Out of everything that he said all he really got out of it were a few words. What he knew of what was said was this: I hope you're, spell, to, of the, it won't be wise to stand up, minutes. Ailill was trying to use what he knew to figure out what exactly he had said. A few possibilities floated through his mind. It should not be all that hard to figure out since there were only a few missing words and a limited context that they could apply to here.

Shivering, she leaned her head into Ryzo's furry neck. She hooked an arm around of the massive canine and Ryzo shifting to help support her weight. Once she was done coughing up all the water, and her lungs felt a bit more clear, she took her eyes from Ryzo and glanced toward the strangers. Well, one was a stranger, the other was not. she looked at Ailill with some form of surprise, her eyes wide with bewilderment. She then felt a hot blush curl over her face when she realized the situation she was in. Embarrassed with her situation, she denied the coat at first. She then looked to the other boy. He looked kind of like Ailill, but only in a relative sort of way. Furrowing her thin light blonde brows together, she blinked away chlorine and coughed again. Her eyes got wide when she heard Drow pass his lips and she leaned forward on her hands, propping herself up on her knees.

"You know my language!?" she asked in her Mother tongue, excited. "The only other person I know that speaks my language is Thom Derringer, and he treats me like a bloody experiment!" she cried out, pushing her hair back out of her eyes in a dramatic fashion. A wincing expression coiled across Mirshann's features and then she muttered something, in Drow of course. "Heal.." she said and touched her hands to her throat. A warm, brightly colored aura wrapped around of her fingers and then her throat. The bright light faded into her throat and seemingly traveled down into her lungs, healing any water damage she had suffered. She coughed one final time, and a butterfly shaped out of the healing aura fluttered from her lips. Smiling, she poked it and looked to the other two before reality hit her again.

A frown crossed her lips and she sighed. "Ailill.." she said, in English, though her accent was still thick and foreign. "You are here, and I am... joy." she said, her English rough, heavily accented, but oddly adorable. She started to shiver at this point and her lips trembled to express that. If Ailill was still offering his jacket, she would peel out of her's and slide into his, it being overly big and clothing her just as well.

The elf seemed surprised that he could speak her language, but then again the Drow language was something that few spoke these days when they were not Drow themselves. ”Yes, I speak your language. Dealing with the drow can be difficult when you don't know what they're saying.” He said back to her in her language. The female seemed to have worked some sort of spell upon herself, cleansing the wounds that covered her body before. The process seemed to finish with what looked like a mini coughing fit and a strange butterfly shaped aura proceeding from her. Next came what sounded like a butchered attempt at English, which sounded like she meant to say that she was happy that he was here.

Ailill was lucky it was not all that cold in this school's pool area, and that he had dressed warm for this trip. It afforded him the ability to be nice in this situation without consequence. He offered the freezing Mirshann his jacket as she was cold and wet from having near drowned in the pool. Well, at least she was okay now. Still freezing but alive at the very least. He kept holding the coat out for her to take so she could get warm faster but for whatever foolish reason she just would not take it. Was she just trying to freeze herself to death? Drowning didn't work so try this instead.

She finally spoke and of course it was in Drow. Once again he understood only a few words of what was spoken. He had yet to even figure out exactly what Aaron had just said. Then Aaron responded before he could fully grasp everything she had just said. Ailill was about to just give up on figuring out what they were saying. His not finishing his studying of Drow was just going to keep punishing him to no end. It was not until something was finally said in a language he could actually understand. What Mirshann said was hard to determine its exact meaning but it was enough. "Yes, I'm sure me being here is making you, joy, and whatever else. Anyways, you should just take my jacket already before you get any colder. It's the first step towards getting warm again in the quickest way possible."

The girl was drenched, so Ailills jacket was a welcome thing, considering that he was sure that the poor girl was freezing. ”A different planet?” He asked raising an eyebrow, curious as to how that was so. An alien that spoke Drow was a strange thing but he was used to the strange, so it was no big deal really. It was then that they ahd found themselves to be with unwanted guests, security guard too, not very good considering there were two men and what looked like a mostly naked woman.

There were some words spoken and now the lives of a few mundane were left within his hands. Damn aliens, they weren't really under his jurisdiction to deal with but it wasn't like he could allow two people to be killed simply because they had no idea what the were dealing with. Still it was his duty, so there was nothing else he could say.

”Put down your weapon. I will not beg, I will not delegate, if one of them dies I will make sure you follow suit elf.” He said this in her language, with what could only be described as a cold tone, one that radiated danger as well as control. Sure performing his telekinesis spell after do it not too long ago would have drained him beyond what he wanted, for now he was simply lying, gathering energy if that was what he needed to do. Aaron had no reason to baby sit an elf, but perhaps Sean's heroic tendencies were rubbing off on hi, or he just didn't feel right that she would kill a target so much weaker than her.

Finally she had taken the jacket that he had been offering for like over a minute. It was his own jacket that Ailill was giving to her. He looked away when she took up her own soaking wet jacket and replaced it with his. He was a polite and courteous fellow after all. Well, he was sometimes. It depends on the situation that he is in at whatever time the option to be polite is presented. He stood up because kneeling was just not a very comfortable position to put yourself in. As he did so he heard footsteps approaching. He turned to see two security guards enter the pool area. Looks like the trio and the pet wolf have been caught.

Mirshann reacted to their arrival aggressively. She brought forth her bow in preparation to do battle with them just as she had done with those shadow creatures from back on the island. Neither Aaron nor Ailill did not like this new situation and how it looked like it was about to turn out. Aaron seemed to be trying to persuade her to not do anything too drastic. This was nothing like the trouble on the island. These were just two mere humans performing their jobs as security guards for this place. Ailill had no qualms about taking lives but did not do so unless it was needed. As Aaron tried to convince the elf to stand down Ailill went about trying to convince these guards to just walk away from here without any hesitation or trouble and pretend this never even happened. "Look here gentlemen. This here is exactly as weird as it looks but nothing like you might think it does. Now, as you can see nobody here wants anything serious to happen so how about you just turn around and trust me when I say we'll be out of here in no time flat. What say you fellows?" he asked them both with a delightfully mischievous look on his face and a nice smile.

Luckily Ailill had stopped the two security guards from making a fatal mistake, which saved him the trouble of dealing with the elf. Aaron silently breathed a breath of relief, wiping away an invisible speck of dust as he made his exit from the high school. ”Well I hope you two find your... bandits.” Aaron said with a repressed grin before leaving the building with the other two. ”So Ailill what are your plans with the elf?” Aaron asked matter of factly when they were of out ear shot of the two incompetent guards. The question was not meant in an ugly fashion, he was just curious really.

Ailill put forth his efforts into convincing the nighttime security guards to not do their required duties and instead just let the 3, well 4 if you count the wolf thing off without any trouble. He had some success. He was able to convince the guards to let them go but they were having to leave immediately if they did not want to be reported. "Alright gentlemen. We shall be on our merry way then." he said to them as he turned to his cousin and the elf to let them know that they should all leave for real. He then started walking swiftly towards the nearest exit along with the others while listening for any sound of any of the other guards that might be on duty. The one guard had lied to somebody about there being nobody in the pool area. It was probably the other guards.

They finally got out of the school and out into the cold night. "Well, I suppose she could help with some of my research. We should probably get somewhere less pestering quickly though. Don't need to be walking around outside really."