The chaos theory [Silus]

"Yup! I can totally see anywhere in the world from here. I just gotta think of where or who I want to see and I'll find them. But don't do what Yancey said...I'm not helping you watch Matt or anyone in the shower." Silus said, not that he felt the need to explain why out to Jordan but apparently he needed to make it clear to people that his intentions and limitations were clear. With that done though Silus would hear his cell-phone go off. He looked to the messages and his eyes widened. "Party is like...in five minutes! We ready to go? Don't think about walking just sit in the chair okay?" Silus asked of his brother before closing the secret crawl-space door behind them and moving to instruct on how to use the large throne of Gemini.

  "Okay...you just gotta think of someone and where they are at. Close your eyes and think of someone...someone you can trust. Then you just need to let yourself be there. It will feel like something is tugging you, trying to pull you off the chair...just let it take you." He instructed, once again, unfortunately when Jordan did that he'd fall on whomever he thought of because Silus forgot to inform him of how to land out of the teleportation. That aside though, Silus would follow right after him, and arrive in his own house next to Jordan and whomever he crashed on.

He could see anywhere in the world, which was actually a pretty awesome thing but something about that had major stalker appeal to someone inclined to that. Not that Jordan would ever have though to use it in that way, but he knew of a few that would likely do so, Silus not being in the one of those of course. He said something about not helping him watch people in the shower and Jordan found himself blushing slightly, though he could defuse that embarrassment with a little witticism. Just smile a little and chuckle, followed by the joke. ”Well there goes that.” he noted with a small chuckle. Not really funny but then again he was not really good when it came to gutter humor, so that was perhaps just the best he could do with the given situation. However the next curveball was to come in the fashion of the party being in five minutes, which was sooner than expected, Jordan’s eyes widening slightly.

Following directions, Jordan would sit down in the chair, hands placed on his lap while he whistled softly to himself and waited. ”Someone I can trust…got it.” Jordan muttered with a nod, imagining the only person that he could trust in the form of Matt, and within an instant he found himself moving…and then falling. Within an instant he found himself crashing, with a Matt as a cushion, so at least he did not have to worry about breaking himself in the fall. So all in all you could say it was an awkward experience, well awkward and partially enjoyed, but he would not admit to the second.

"Well hi there." Matt said as he propped himself up on his elbows to look at whom had fallen on him. Jordan obviously but it was still enough to take him off guard and add a slight crimson color to him as he tried to figure out why the heck Jordan would be on top of him. Quite difficult to do when you consider everything else that happens with this messed up family. "Uhm...I'm...sorry?" He said, unsure if he had somehow run into Jordan, but Yancey just snickered. "Is that what they mean by falling in love?" Yancey asked without a hint of sarcasm or irony as Silus suddenly popped out of nowhere and lightley landed in front of Yancey who let out a subtle pleased hum as his arm went out and wrapped the kid up. Silus began to buckle as Yancey leaned and as there was a knock on the door Silus immediately took to his older form with a faint flash, suddenly his hair faux-hawked up and his indigo eyes turning a steely blue as he looked about, happily at the age of sixteen. "Not that I don't like this or anything...but uh...people are here."Matt reached up and pushed Jordan up a little, not brashly or abruptly in any way, he literally picked up and stood Jordan up with him, something that made Yancey let out a little whine, not like a pleading whinw but one of those "aaawww" moments.

A harsh glare at Yancey and a couple steps towards the door and Matt would start letting people in by the twos and threes. Looking around it was clear tht Yancey and Matt had been at work. The place was furnished there was a keg in the kitchen and there was enough food to feed Etheopia. The place had a huge ass telelvision and game consoles and a loudass music system, pool table and everything. This place looked like it was meant to entertain a varriert of people. Silus looked to Yamm and cocked his head to the side. "Where'd all this come from?" Silus asked as Matt stopped, looking back to Silus. Yamm just smirked and shrugged. "I dunno man. But I heard a certain "Zell" was schedualed to make an apperance and play tonight. People liked that idea and staarted to sponsor him." To this Matt smiled but Silus paled as he began freaking out. "My dad is coming to preform? Nononono!!!" Silus began, not catching or remembering the fact he used his father's given name when he aged himself to preform in concerts. "No genius. I mean YOU...besides. I'm an Old God...creating these things happens in the snap of a finger. Now go enjoy and think of what songs you're gonna sing." Yamm said, swatting Silus on the back gently as the young male stutter stepped forward to go to the kitchen.

"Might wanna get food before too many people show up." Yamm said to Jordan and Yancey with the cock of his head in the general direction of ther kitchen. Yancey was all too familiar with this drill, and he started off towards the kitchen, curious to see what Jordan was going to do.

Jordan looked to Matt with a small apologetic smile, as if silently apologizing for the whole falling onto him thing, which was likely uncomfortable for both parties in question, well one of them as he was very comfortable with how he was. A small crimson color could be noted blooming along the males face, though he would not bring attention to it as he himself was growing slightly red at the awkward position they were placed in. Okay, perhaps he may have been a little redder than Matt was, but then again that was an unimportant detail in the whole situation. ”I…..uh its fine.” Jordan stuttered out awkwardly wondering why Matt was apologizing even though he was the one that got the random guy falling on him, rather than the other way around. However he found himself looking to Yancey with a curious look as he said something about falling in love, and felt his cheeks grow even redder at the implications of the rainbow wolf.

It seemed the wolf in human form was suggesting something, and what he was suggesting was more than obvious given the circumstances, but then again Jordan was unsure if that was true. Granted he did love everyone, but being in love even he did not quite really understand. Might have been where he was created from or something else, yet the male was not quite familiar with the whole idea of romantic stuff, so the recent events were an entirely new thing for him really. In a flash he would notice Silus take on an older form of his, and seemingly changing physically altogether in an almost fantastical way. Jordan personally wondered what it was like to be able to shift ones age like that, but then again he did not personally see a reason why he would ever need to do that.

Still before the male knew it, Matt was sitting up and pushing Jordan up with him, somewhat jolting the male from his thought process but not uncomfortably so. Now standing on his own two feet, the male crossed his arms and looked around, not really for anything but seemingly out of some habit. It was clear Matt had been working hard, as the place had been furnished for a party, with everything that a party would really need right there, Jordan smiling softly at how everything seemed to be done so…great. Silus would ask where all of this came from, and Yamm would say something about Zell performing here, Zell being him and not his dad, since he was not aware that that Zell did any kind of performances. That and being an old god would have made creating all of this easy, or so Jordan assumed from hearing the dragon king say something about that anyway.

Burying his hands into his jacket pockets, Jordan hummed softly as he would approach the kitchen along with Yancey and Silus, finding himself face to face with two familiar faces, or rather one familiar and one only slightly famialir. One being a certain Shael, but in a form older and unfamiliar to anyone that might have come to the event, most likely because Fera had said he would come as that or not at all. ”ummm…hi.” Jordan said with a small wave, Shael waving and Fera giving him an incline of her head in recognition. Shael was chewing on something, wiping a small residue of likely food from around his lips as he looked around, sighing softly to himself.

”I heard there would be a lot of food here, she just kinda came because it was something to do.” Shael noted with a shrug seeming a little less in the over the top friendliness department. Until of course he would take notice of matt and grow what one would call a huge grin, waving to him, Fera sighing and shaking her head.

Silus was busy fretting over what songs to sing and wondering how his persona "Zell" would interact with kids he used to go to school with. Of course you had a LOT of people Silus never interacted with before, but that was all part of this party thing. Shael seemd to be a bit off, and Fera was Fera, but Silus loved them anyway. Don't ask where that came from, it just came from him. Silus walked up and gave Shael and Fera both a slight hug, nor particularly caring to remember certain peoples boundaries at this moment as he was still racked with worry. Yancey smiled at Fera, but gave her her space. He had come to accept the fact she didn't like him a long time ago. Or not that she didn't like him, but that she wasn't affectionate or indicative of positive inclinations. Fine by Yancey, varriety is the spice of life...plus if she were like him there would be more competition, and that is just weird. Yancey kept to Silus as he walked over to the male that was now his age phsyically and leaned against a wall, still looking to Silus with an arched eyebrow. "Just take requests...have people name songs and sing. I can drum to aaaanything." Yancey said, drawing out the a in anything to express the long and broad coverage he could preform at. Silus looked to Yancey and nodded. "Y-y-yeah. I'll do that." Silus said with a smile, almost as if forcing himself to be reassured. Then the worry of if he'd know the song or not kicked in and Yancey smiled, rolling his eyes as he pushed himself off the wall and walked over to the cabinet and pulled out a bowel, and withdrew napkins and sharpie markers. Silus looked at the bowel with a "da-heck?" kind of lok before returning his gaze to the tanned male. "We gonna take all the request, the pick songs we know..." Yancey explained, and all Silus could do was smile slightly. Yancey may not have been the smartest, but he had it when Silus needed it most.

Matt entered the room, the house had finally gotten to fill up. Everyone was doing a little bit of everything, people just standing there chatting, people just playing on the pooltable, people dancing and quite a few people eating and tapping into the beer keg already. 9:00pm was apparently the best time to start drinking. The first thing he noticed was Shael's huge mug which made Yamm arch an eyebrow like "oh god what's he up to?" as the very thought crossed his mind. Fera just sighed and shook her head which made Matt wonder what he had done wrong, and it made Yamm question Dafuq you shakin' yo head at bitch? though nothing of the sort would ever cross the mortal's mind. "My favorite people all in one group. Awesome." Was all he said as he smiled at the congregated mass of the "Atterrius" family.

Shael considered Silus for a moment, and then it clicked like a switch being flipped, that it was Silus. He had never really seen this older form of Silus’, so his being confused somewhat was understandable, and the whole changing ones age tended to mess with the little Shaels mind somewhat, as it felt strange being older and the hormones somehow were only stronger, or something about heat. Hugging the male that was now physically around the same age as him back, Shael would then return to noticing Matt and ignoring almost all of the people around him. Not that they weren’t considered in some small way, he did not really feel like wasting brain power on sifting through the scents of people and their weird tasting foamy water that looked like urine. He would then turn to Yancey, who he had managed to remember was Yancey as it took the male a while to actually get used to the new tan and taller Yancey, rather than the short and blond one.

It was then that the male would begin that old habit of sniffing the air rapidly, taking everything in and drawing an amused look from Fera as she examined the action, eyes narrowing slightly. Jordan however was just standing by himself, hands still buried deeply into his pockets, and humming something softly to himself, licking his lips softly as his mind would run over a few things, but nothing of importance. Mostly it involved him lazily perusing a certain mental link and seeing if he recognized anyone around him, considering that some of them seemed a little familiar. He would of course turn towards Yamm when he spoke, smiling softly as the male appeared in his sight. ”Indeed, I’m still waiting for something to spontaneously combust.” Fera noted with a smirk, Shael chuckling softly to himself before waving to Matt rather excitedly.

’Awesome party ya got here.” Shael said rather pleasantly, considering trying out the tap but then again, as Fera had said before, he would not get the effect all of these humans got from it.

”Yes, I’ll give you that. This is a pretty good party.” Fera agreed with a nod, which was enough of a compliment within itself.

”Yeah.” Jordan would agree with a nod and a wide grin, finding himself gravitating towards Yamm in a way that was not too radical but it was something that one could notice easily. He twiddled his fingers nervously, not really used to parties really and there was just a certain amount of anxiety.

Matt smiled as he pointed to Silus. "It's not my party, it's Silus'. He just doesn't know it." Matt chuckled. Honestly that's the way he wanted it. He was making sure that this could in no way come back on Silus, should the worst come to happen. It probably wasn't the best plan in his head, but it was certainly a moderately effective plan of ineffective thought. Don't think too hard on that. Fera even complimented it which made Matt smile and nod in thanks before he realized that Shael was eyeing up the tap and that a certain little someone was being pulled in by some strange tractor beam. That or the kid was intnetionally moving towards him. It wasn't anything to concern over, but it was indeed something with a bit of a purpose. Just one Matt nor Yamm wished to concern themselves with at the present time. Matt looked back to Shael and Fera with an arched eyebrow. "So, twins. What's the trouble you're going to get into? Or I guess I better ask: Hey Fera, what sort of trouble will you be pulling Shael out of tonight?" He said making a joke at Shael, being as the child wasn't exactly known for his ability to stay out of trouble.

Matt's eyes fogged over for a moment, barely anything worth noticing but his eyes had that old cataracts looking haze. When the haze initiated his heart stopped, but thankfully it was nothing more than a moment. He shook his head as if he were distracted at the moment, or as if he had zoned out. "Uh-uhm... Alright. Well I'm gonna go grab a drink I'll...be right...back I guess." He said, trying to slide the sudden pause in his activity as if it had been nothing. A nervous smile as he'd walk over to the tap and he'd fill the reddish pink plastic cup half way. He had a couple friends there. The twins were around the keg and they watched him intently. He...never had alcohol before. Picking up this cup was a rather...strange thing for him. He could see his reflection within the cup as he turned to walk back to his group of Atterrius company, three or four people where were Matt's friends seemed to be following him, watching to see if he'd take an actual drink or not. He went over to the fridge and took out a concoction of things and began blending them together, Mountain Dew and throwing ice in a belder with the majority of a wine cooler. ?Pressing the blender he had his own little icee smoothie thing and he poured it into his cup, leaving the remainder to sit there as he turned around, all five of his other known freinds congregated there. For some reason apparently him drinking was a huge event for whatever reason. Returning to his original place he held the red cup in hand and looked to little Jordan and extended it with a smirk and an arched eyebrow. "Here, try it." he urged. He took cooking classes, and cooking was just dumbed-down chemistry in motion. The concotin would prove to be a good tasting one most likely, well...good tasting to him anyway. Jordan was allowed his own opinion obviously.

Meanwhile Yancey walked up and held out the bowel and held out small strips of paper and pens, instructing people to write down song requests.

Shael would have asked what they were celebrating as far as Silus, but then again he was still doing the whole Shael sniffing thing. There were many reasons one could assume was up with the whole excessive sniffing, but Fera was more than aware what was with his twin, and that might have explained the slightly disgusted looking expression upon thinking about it. She would turn to Matt as he seemed to ask what manner of trouble she was keeping Shael out of, and of course she would answer the question, letting half of her attention stay upon the young ethereal known as Jordan that was simply standing there awkwardly. ”The typical trouble one must deal with when a dog is in heat.” She would answer with an approximation of being coy, or rather just hinting softly at something while looking at the male almost knowingly. Shael on the other hand was just looking, around.

Not that she needed to explain what she meant, as that was obvious enough as it was, so no real in depth explanation would need tobe given, and so they could go on with their lives. Jordan however found himself shuddering some at the implication, though it was so minute that not just anyone would be able to pick it up, except Fera the ever observant, but she said nothing. All that came of that was an amused smirk upon seeing his discomfort. Soon enough however Matt would move to grab a drink, and leave the three alone while people would go about their daily lives, with Shael still contemplating something with intense eyes. Fera found herself frowning softly, and then chuckling, as if the frown was more for show than an actual one. Shael had a way of amusing almost anyone, so that was not unexpected.

”If you really want something to drink Shael, so ahead.” Fera said with a motion of her hand, and the still short male would go off, taking himself a red Solo cup of beer that seemed popular, and taking a sip, only to cringe and then take another one. It was strange how people would drink something like that, finding it disgusting yet continuing to drink it. Next thing she was waiting for was him to do the typical social interaction, as her brother always seemed to bloom into a social butterfly when it came to things like this. While she was busy watching her brother do what he did, Jordan would awkwardly stand there, looking around with a small sigh. He was  a little uncomfortable with the party, but when matt returned he would light up a little, considering the drink extended towards him.

Unable to really say no to almost anything, he would extend one hand and take the drink, looking from Yamm to the drink and taking an experimental sip. It was sweet, but then he wasn’t expecting the harsh aftertaste, leaving him with something that was actually pretty nice with the whole juxtaposition. He had noticed the small group that was following Matt around, though what they were looking for he could not quite tell. ”Wow, this is um….pretty good actually.” He said with a sickeningly sweet smile, though all smiles of his were sickeningly sweet so there was that. He would then extend the hand holding the drink back to him as if expecting him to want it back, unless he did not and then he would retreat the limb.

Matt took the drink back and then looked to the cup for a moment. His particular phobia was trying to prevent him from drinking the designed icee liquid. He wasn't sure why he had this little quirk, he just always had. He wasn't able to drink after anyone, even his own mother or brothers. It wasn't like Jordan had anything in his mouth or anything, and if he had then... well that was a reletive note for another time as he turned red and brought the cup up and took a drink. The group all semed to wander away murmuring as Matt cleared his throat and looked to Jordan with a smirk. "Yeah...yeah it's alright." He said with a smile as he cleared his throat. He rubbed the back of his head as he turned to see Shael trying the tap. He chuckled as he found the boy with a disgruntled look. He had zoned out sadly as Fera began to talk earlier, and so he missed a lot of things. Something about their dog being in heat or something.

Yancey and Silus returned to the group and presented the bowel to Matt, Jordan Fera and the rest of them. Matt quickly deposited the song "Master of Puppets" by metallica on the slip as he took another sip, presenting the cup back to Jordan as an offer, not even really thinking to get the little guy his own cup. Meanwhile there was a little trouble brewing elsewhere. Zell was rather calm all day, nothing in the omniverse overly pressing at this moment in time. Time, a funny concept for him. He had finally finished putting all of the boxes to his and Sean's room. He had been working at this all day while the kids went off and did whatever, generally he expected Sean to be unpacking a different room, or abusing the hell out of his new powers to do something humoring as he did so. Zell opened one of his boxes. The vox was one that he wouldn't even let Sean touch, as he held this box of things to be far more important to the entierty of the house. Only his family had more value to him. He opened the box and within was a large book, one about two foot by two foot in diameter. Zell smiled as he picked the precious black leather-bound book and looked over it. He picked it up and moved baqck, sitting on his bed as he let his fingers trace over the bindings of the book, his eyes closed as his mind reeled over the memories tied up into this book.

Matt would take the drink and seemingly agree that it wasn't so bad, and that was really how Jordan's first drink went. Could have gone worst, and as far as going better went, there were few ways he could fathom that would have made it “better”. It was then that he noticed Shael sauntering towards them, and Jordan could not help but feel as if something bad were going to happen, or something awkward at least. Knowing the ethereal anyway, he was sure one of those two was likely how things would shift, and he would have to prepare for the worst. When the tan male did rejoin the little group, Jordan found that he was right as the male put an arm around Matt and took a sip from the red cup still clutched in his hand, despite the fact that it tasted horrible to him. Granted thats how a lot of people worked with stuff like this, so he should have not been surprised.

Until Silus and Yancey would return to the group with bowl in hand, probably that one they were supposed to be putting songs into, but then again Jordan had been paying attention to other things and forgot about that entirely. So he would have to get to the whole song submitting thing now rather than later, writing “Blow me away” by Breaking Benjamin and found himself with the cup once again, sipping on it slowly. The thought did not really cross his mind that it wasn't even his drink, unless of course Matt has made it for him or he did so, and it was drugged, not that Matt would ever do something like that. Well  he hoped not, or things would have gone south quickly, and Jordan found himself wondering why he was even thinking about this.

Sean however was busy doing whatever it was that Sean's did, which was mostly be bored and....well I think we all know the second one. Looking about the room he was diligently unpacking, Sean ran the back of his hand along his forehead and sighed softly, smirking as if pleased with his work. Not that there was much to work with mind you, but it was what it was. With that small thing done, he could get to doing his typical antics, and that now was seeing what Zell was up to, as he had nothing better to do really. Michael was probably busy doing Michael things with Shael or whatever, and he did not feel like thinking too hard on something like that. So with that done, he would slip form the room and search for that Zell, humming softly himself until atlast finding himself standing before entrance of his and Zell's shared bedroom, crossing arms over his chest and considering how he would go about the whole thing.

Of course there was just walking in but then again it was so common, then again no one would expect it, or they would. Sean was probably thinking too hard on this and was going to hurt his brain. Luckily the door was open, which meant the whole stealth option was available, and he felt like going for it. ”Yo.” Sean noted with a smirk upon finding himself standing only a foot or two from Zell, hands resting on his hips and with a single perked brow, then sitting down on the bed along with the male. ”Anyway i'm all done doing whatever it is I was doing, thought I would see what you were up to.” Sean mulled over his greeting for a second before exhaling. ”So what is up with the Zell?”

Matt didn't even really notice Shael putting his arm around him, mostly because that's just how the male was from what he could gather. Since he didn't even really notice there were no negative repercussions and so Matt just went about his time as Silus and Yancey began to sit in the corner and shuffle through the slips and select random songs to do covers of. Matt watched Jordan drinking the liquid, and it made him chuckle a little as his eyes began to haze over again a little, the color darkening before vanishing once more and his chest having a terrifying shock. Matt moved in discomfort as he almost fell forward, but he was able to "play it off" as him simply reaching down to place a hand on Jordan's shoulder as he looked around with a slightly off-kiltered smile. "You like it I take it?" He'd chuckle seemingly how Jordan seemed to keep on to the cup, not that he'd complain.

Zell on the other hand looked up to Sean with tears in his eyes as he tried to smile but couldn't. "Nothing is up with the Zell." He shook his head and sighed as he put the book aside and shook his head. "Powerful stories are always the emotional ones... the ones that inspire fear...dread. Loss." He said as he wiped a tear rolling from his cheek away. His voice was deep, as if his crying had already began to plug him up a little. He shook his head as he began to feel out and branch out to his mind. Everything he had done, every moment he had existed... every time he had been a failure. "Damn them I suppose..."

Shael could probably feel the glare upon him and that was why he removed the arm, turning to see Fera shooting hima rather wilting glare one of mild disapproval. Why she was looking at him that way he could not tell, but something told him that he did not want her moving from the spot, and so he would return to sipping from the red SOLO cup. Then he would wonder if there was something that actually tasted good at this party, otherwise he would be drinking this stuff and probably not even feeling the effects. Jordan had noticed that glare as well, shuddering softly before sipping on his drink again. All in all it tasted nice, but then again he knew it would do nothing for him as far as the intended effect was. ”Yeah, I like it a lot.” Jordan said with a nod, smiling softly as he continued to taste it and just stand there really. Matt seemed to support himself on his shoulder with one hand, though perhaps with a small amount more pressure than required behind it, then again Jordan was not known for being strong. ”Sooo....um do you want you drink back?” he would ask with raised brow.

Okay tears, not good at all. Typically tears were not a good sign anyway, unless they were ones of happiness but these did not seem like those, so this was back to the whole not good thing. Even with what he said, Sean was not sure if there was nothing up with him, as something had to be up to cause the whole crying thing anyway. He seemed to push the blame onto sad stories, but was he really crying because of a sad story, or rather one from a book? Either way, something was eating him up and that much the male could tell from simply how he was acting. Even when he spoke, Sean could sense that there was something up, but all he could do was feel his lips droop into a line only slightly down turned. He sat there in silence for a moment, wishing his brain had not forsaken him in this dire hour and perhaps wondering if wandering in here was so good of an idea. ”Yeah damn them....I guess.” Sean shrugged, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and sighing, he noted resting his hands on his lap and looked up to the ceiling.

It was then that he realized that in some situations he was just no good. ”I prefer stories lacking in the dread and loss department, otherwise things get Game of Thrones-ish and that just leads to a lot ot HBO nudity.” Sean found himself saying in a mostly light hearted attempt to deflate the tension.

Matt heard the question and he couldn't help but wonder what brought him to ask that. Matt scanned his face with a rather entranced smile on his face, his eyes still hazing over a little and while it was noticable it didn't appear anything overly alarming. He smiled and shook his head. "N-no. You uh...it's yours." He said, seemingy a litle distracted as he looked at Jordan. He felt a wrenching in his stomach ashe began to feel a battle of the minds. There were conflicting interests, and that was never good for anyone or anything he cared about. He cleared his throat and looked to Shael with an arched eyebrow and recalled the concept of him being an Ethereal, which brought up the question as to why he was having that rather than Seal. Matt walked over to the fridge and opened it up, drawing out a bottle of Seal from the back and opening it to take a sip from it. The concotion of flavors was something he was certain he'd never get used to, while Yancey on the other hand walked up between Shael and Jordan where Yamm had been. He looked to Jordan with an arched eyebrow and then to Shael as he then looked back to Yam, trying to solve the pieces to this puzzle.

"Uh-hehe- yeah. HBO. I don't watch that." Zell said as he wiped his eyes as bloodshot as they were. He then found a little picture book he had been keeping in another life...another realm. He opened it and there he was. There were pictures of Silus, and while Zell had "The Mephistopheles" moustache he still looked reletively the same...just a more fancy outfit. Then there was another little picture, this one was more of a portrait looking slip that was signed by a man with a strange name. Then there were...semi-creepy photos of Silus with other people, hugging them and him doing random things. The primary difference was that the dated on these photos ranged from 1920 to 2182. There was even a picture of Silus in a youth military outfit and Zell in one as well...but the back of the photo read "Silus Kennedy recieves an award from Zell Atterrius." Zell closed the book of photos and set them down as he reached over and picked up the book, his eyes watering again but there was no sobbing...it was almost as if he had broken...or cried so much that he couldn't cry any more. "These are a part of me though I guess...in a sense... Here. Read one." He said as he held the book out to Sean with a broken smile but level breathing.

Sean would be able to select any and almost certainly a spontaneous adventure of any kind. Science-fiction, Historical fiction, Fiction/Fantasy, Horror or Zombie. Absolutely any and all story kinds could be found in here. But regardless of the story, it always started out the same. A man who always found a little boy, be it his son, be it a neighbor...regardless. The man's entire life revolved around an adventure with this little boy, and each and every time anything would happen he'd protect the boy through thick and thin. But ultimately every story in this book ended the same. The little boy was murdered...and over 5000 different ways the man had to tell this child, his neighbor/child/whatever he was "goodbye" and that he was sorry. Sean might not be able to be the brightest bulb on the tree...but even Jordan would be able to see the relationship between Zell and this father...and the little boy to Silus. But the only question is why would he dwell on this? Why keep a book of it? Why remind yourself? But he didn't have it in him to offer any information up, just hope that Sean would read and understand why he was so protective of THAT child in specific.

Matt had given Jordan the most curious smile upon hearing the small question, which was not the response that he was expecting really. Well, he was not expecting the smile and then that was when he noticed the rather interesting hazing over of the males eyes, something that he had just noticed now. Perhaps he had done something unexpected, or maybe the male was just amused by the question being asked of him, either one he could not really tell. The only thing he knew was that the male was smiling, and that he would do so in response, showing teeth for a moment before regaining control of himself and letting the smile fade, even if it were still prominent on his features. However all that was said about the whole thing was that it was his, which meant that he did not want it back and that was fine too. However the male would move from his spot and remove something from the fridge, sipping on it, Jordan assuming it was Seal. Not that the assumption would have been off, since both of them would have been unaffected by conventional alcohol. If that were the case, he found himself both curious as to what being drunk felt like, and hesitant at the though of losing control.

Looking around, he found himself looking to Yancey who had a look on his face that was....interesting to say the least, but what it was he could not ascertain instantly. Shael was perhaps equally confused, looking to Yamm, then back to Yancey and then to Jordan as if trying to figure something out. Shael would turn to Jordan, then back to Yamm letting a low hum slip from his throat as he considered everything that was available as far as evidence was anyway. Sniffing, his nose would crinkle and he would smirk, looking to Jordan with an almost knowing expression. Jordan seemed to have caught onto that expression, blushing lightly and looking away as if that would help his case any. Taking a small opportunity given, he would reach around and softly nudge on the males back with his hand, motioning with his head towards Matt as if silently saying go for it, even though he had ideas of his own. Chewing on his lower lip nervously, Jordan would for a second seem to glare at Shael before following the primpt, not before drawing an almost surprised look from Shael at having seen an expression like that from him.

”So....whatcha got there?” Jordan asked with the typical tone still intact as he looked up to the dragon curiously, one brow raised ever so slightly.

Humor did not seem the proper thing in this situation, and that could be respected, even though Sean found himself face to face with the fact that he was by far the worst when it came to emotional support. Then again he was never really the go to for all of the emotional support crap, that was typically Zell and when the go to guy was the one crying, well that did not bode well really. Maybe he could just try the whole being there thing, that tended to work or so he's seen so far, but then again that may not always be the case. Sean  looked to the book handed to him, raising an eyebrow when being told, or suggested to read one of them. Whatever one of them was, he could not quite tell., but it was apparently enough to cause the whole crying thing. So either this was a damn sad read or something else entirely. So taking the book, and thumbing to a page, he would let his eyes scan over it, characters seeming rather familiar and his mind not needing too many hints to click as far as that was concerned. It was some form of correlation between Zell and Silus, and with the whole omniversal stuff put into perspective he was more than aware what this was about, or rather could figure it out with a little gussing.

Was this some kind of log about other Zells and other Silus'? If that were the case then it was an interesting story, this whole fantasy setting, if not somewhat familiar in execution, but the ending was rather....dark, or sad. It was a bit of both, so he would have to go with both as far as description went. Either way, it was pretty damn said, and he even found himself feeling a little down after reading it, not by much mind you but the effects were palpable. In fact he found himself having to take it in for a moment, blinking a couple of times and looking back to the book to be sure that he was not reading something wrong, or that his eyes were playing tricks on him. Nope, clear in words was there a dead Silus. Exhaling deeply through his mouth, Sean raised an eyebrow and then let it fall as quickly as it was raised.

”Alright...I understand, or atleast more than a few minutes ago.” Sean said with a  smirk that felt somewhat forced, granted it was somewhat hard to do so with the weight of what he had read. Looking down to the book still in his hand, and not closing it, he would return it to Zell with a small silence looming through the air, unsure what to do really with a situation like this now. Really just going with a rather random notion coursing through his mind, yet one that was not out of place, he would lean forward and wrap Zell into a hug, as hugs tended to help some.

"This would be Seal. It's the Dragon-blood alcohol. Typically Dragon's don't like to drink it but I'm a human sooooo...Yolf." He said with a smirt as he took another sip of the bottle and handing it down to Jordan a little. "Here...it's pretty good. Mix it in with tht other stuff and I'll bet it's fantastic." He said, a couple sips already beginning to work it's way on him. His eyes blinked as he pointed to the fridge and basically (with his hands) showed that there was more in there. He then startd to sway a litle, going unresponsive in lapses when there were great arguments between the two entities trying to control the same body and alter the reactions and interactions. Yancey seemed to sense this confliction and began to growl ever so slightly ashe was unsure as to which entity would win or what they would do. Silus popped up and smiled at Yancey and nodded as if he were ready, and Yancey meandered off with Silus to go set up.

Zell was suddenly hugged and it caused him to let out a sigh of relief. It wasn't so much that he needed it, he was just so damn down over everything that it was driving him crazy. He had recently discerned a very terrifying truth to his existance, and to Silus' as well. He found himself being "over-analytical" it would seem and he was beginning to worry about the safety of his family, and he was beginning to get a grip on a truth/desire he never thought he's grip on to. He let out a sigh and shook his head. "I-I uh need to go back to the old house for the last few things....wanna walk with me?" Zell asked as he wiped his eyes and tried to put on his regular front as always, a slight smirk on his face as he held out his hand.

So it was the weird dragon booze he had heard about, not that Jordan had ever had a chance to personally try the stuff himself. Mostly because he was never around it, and his moms were for some reason strict about the whole alcohol consumption thing, so there was that and a lot of other stuff. Along with the whole not liking losing control of himself thing that he had contemplated not only a few seconds ago, but then again it had been a time of firsts, so another wouldn't hurt. The male would offer the container to him, shorter male considering it for a moment before nodding and taking it, pouring some of it into it drink and swirling it as if that would help mix it up better, before taking a taste of it. The resulting taste was something that he cpould say he enjoyed, even though it was made from...dragon blood of all things. Humming pleased with the resulting taste, he looked up to Matt and licked his lips.

”I...actually like this better.” He noted with a nod, sipping on more of the drink and slowly beginning to feel the effects. He wondered if it was tolerance for the stuff or the fact that it bypassed all alcohol resistance, but he could feel himself going under either way. With that the dragon would motion towards the fridge where there was likely more, and the young male would approach it, digging through and only partially noticing that something was up with the human...dragon...god thing. Taking a container from it, he looked to Matt with an arched eyebrow, noticing with empathy more than anything else that something was bothering him, but he could not tell what that was. ”Ummmm...Matt, you okay?” Jordan asked not really trying to control the small amount of concern in his voice.

The first thing he heard upon connecting with a hug was a sigh, either one of annoyance or relief he could not quite tell. It was one of them, and if his comprehension was anything, then likely it had something to do with the second one, because an annoyed sigh had a more distinct sound than this one. He would be made aware if he was annoying Zell, or he wouldn't. Sadly Sean was not all too privy when it came to the quirks and such of Zell, so he found himself mostly going off of guesses, and clues that may or may not be what they appeared to be. It might have also been his not being some sort of super genius, but either way this mental diatribe may have been going on for longer than it was needed.

Pulling from the hug, Sean ran fingers through his hair and sighed, looking up to the ceiling and letting his thoughts fall into a small maelstrom of chaos until Zell spoke up. Apparently he needed to go back to the old house for the last fews things, and rather than letting himself stay alone here, Sean might join him on that little venture. A small smirk formed along his lips, as he nodded a couple of times. Taking the hand, and applying some pressure, reassuringly of course rather than just the type that was applied to crush the hand. ”I'm all for it.” Sean said nodding, pecking Zell on the cheek softly,  then standing up and with a small tug would draw Zell to his feet too, or try to atleast.