The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Marian Hawke]

"Family's family," agrees Bells gently. "Forever."

[Carver Amell]

Carol looks down at the pup, falling into a pensive, brooding silence.

[Haliel Lightsong]

"Have you taught him any tricks yet? Or is he still too young for that?" Lightsong asks smoothly as Beth kneels next to her twin and wraps an arm around her.

[Marian Hawke]

When Carol doesn't answer, Bells says, "A little young -- we're working on 'no' right now."

[Haliel Lightsong]

"No is very important," Lightsong says gravely, eyes twinkling. "I seem to recall teaching a certain younger sibling that very thing in regards to both candied berries and, later, with books unpaid for as yet." I never really thought about it, but Marian and Alan have more than a few shared characteristics...

[Marian Hawke]

Marian winces. I never stole books--! oh, right, lying. "No is important," she says, firmly. "I never really appreciated that until I came of age, I suppose." This year.

[Haliel Lightsong]

"In fairness, at that age, the differences between libraries and bookstores are trivial, at least to the child," the aasimar says with a soaring, joyous laugh.

[Bethany]

Beth giggles as well, grinning. "Car has a similar confusion over pets and wild animals in regards to which are permissible to pet and play with."

[Carver Amell]

"not anymore," mumbles Carol, blushing.

[Marian Hawke]

"I learned," sulks Marian, in much the same way.

[Haliel Lightsong]

Lightsong and Beth exchange amused, knowing glances. The paladin shifts in her kneeling position, reaching back to adjust the lay of her blade against her leg. 

[Bethany]

"So... you mentioned being recently to Nyra?" Beth asks curiously, not wanting the pretty aasimar to think about leaving so soon.

[Carver Amell]

Carol's eyes fall on the blade, though after a moment of staring she seems to catch herself, blush, look away.

[Marian Hawke]

"Yes, we've only arrived recently from Draslina," says Bells casually.

[Haliel Lightsong]

"I am a Knight Errant of the Order of the Waters Most Merciful. I wanted to walk and wander, to see what lay outside the... well loved but sometimes stifling walls of the Pool of Benevolence. Ah, that is, the Bastion district. They are unnamed mostly, officially, but the locals make up nicknames for them. M- my Bells came with me."