You have entered the main room of the Silver Rose Inn. Please, take a seat! The plush chairs near the hearth are the most comfortable, but the wooden ones at the tables, or the stools at the counter will do just as well. The walls around you are adorned with paintings, mostly of nature, but there are a few portraits as well. To either side of the fireplace, there are two tapestries. The one to the right depicts a gathering of many different types of creatures, apparently signing a document. The one to the left shows a small village, the most prominent building being a smithy. Behind the counter, there is a large mirror.

Next to one end of the counter is the main door, leading back out to the front of the inn. At the other end, near the far wall, is a swinging door that leads into the kitchen. In the far wall, not far from the kitchen door, is a door that leads to the inner yard. Finally, to the left of the furthermost tapestry (the village), there is an open doorway, behind which can be seen a hallway and a set of stairs.

Room two is occupied by Deyono'Rey
Room thirteen is occupied by Ander
Room fourteen is occupied by Yue
Room seventeen is occupied by Colthen
Room twenty is occupied by Qiao Mun
Room thirty is occupied by Savera

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Ayita hops in, interrupting her own whistling with a gasp of wonder as she looks around at all the pretty items in the room. Her natural curiosity taking over, she goes directly to the bar, to examine the coins in it. She's never seen this sort of coin before! This whole place is strange to her, really. Completely different from her home. Glancing around quickly to make sure nobody's around that might mis-name her a thief, she reaches into the tip jar and grabs a handful of the coins, to examine and admire later.

"... ee, so come to the well and pour me a glass and I'll shove my boot square up you hey!" A bouncy, gaudy, blazing redhead Serinian by the name of Mara-kuru bounces into the room from the kitchen, deep red eyes ablaze with excitement. "You put that money right back! Didn't your mama raise you better than that?"

She now has her hand out of the tipjar, with the coins glittering in her open palm. She looks up, with an innocent expression on her little face. "Oh! These? They must've fallen out of the jar." A little regretfully, she returns them to the jar, but then she turns to look at this new and very interesting woman who'd interrupted her. Almost immediately, she forgets about the coins, saying, "Oh wow! Didn't it hurt to get all those piercings?" She rushes over to Mara and reaches out to touch one of her earrings curiously.

"Hey now!" Mara hops back, a little on the defensive but mostly amused. "They didn't hurt to get put in but man, does it suck out loud when they get pulled! You a patron or just here to be pranced around?"

Oops! Sorry, then." Ayita pulls her hand back, and decides to admire the earrings from a bit of a distance. Her round brown eyes twinkle with her cheerfullness, and she's so distracted by Mara's earrings that she doesn't seem to hear her question until several seconds later. "Oh! I, uh, well, I'd really like a place to stay for the night," she says cheerfully, "The ground is lumpy, you know. Say, you wouldn't happen to know where I could get a room, would you?" she looks around the main room eagerly, almost as though expecting a bed to pop out of nowhere.

"Get a room? Oh, I don't know. There are a few rooms here. Ten million! Honest! And six. But then, if you got all of those, you'd be choosing where to sleep so long that it'd be tomorrow already. Rooms are a silver piece for a night!" Mara smiles at her, wiggling cutely as she trots behind the bar. "I'm kinda caretakin' it!"

Her eyes wide, Ayita asks excitedly, "Ten million? really? Wow! How do they all fit in here, the building seems so small!" She looks suspiciously down at the floor, "Say, there aren't rooms underground, are there? 'cause if there are, I don't wanna stay in one. But I'd love to explore them! Oooohhhh! can I explore them? Please! Gosh, that would be so much fun!" She bounces excitedly, dancing around the room and looking for a door to get down to the rooms she imagines are below, "How do you get down there? Huh?"

Mara smiles a bit. Wiggles her ears. "Well, most of them are in alternate realities. Mara can create things for people! Also, there might be rooms underground, but I usually like to do other things underground like spelunk!"

"You can create things? Can I watch you create something?" She edges closer to Mara, her eyes wide, so she doesn't miss anything. On her way, a small glass vase finds its way into one of her pouches quietly.

"I can create my foot up your ass if you don't stop taking things," Mara matter-of-factly states, gazing at Ayita. "Put it back, and I'll show you something really cool."

Ayita looks around, apparently genuinely puzzled. Then she looks through one of her pouches and says, "Oh! Wow, this is pretty!" She holds up the little glass vase for Mara to see, "Isn't it? It'd look just splendid right here!" She carefully stands on her tiptoes and puts the little vase on a shelf above her head, across the room from where it originally was. Then she steps back to admire it, "Yeah!" She riffles through her pouches some more, and pulls out several other small objects, then finds the one she's looking for. A delicate glass rose, that she must've acquired somewhere along her travels before. "And this matches it beautifully, don't you think?" She stands on her tiptoes again, placing the flower in the vase. Finally she turns around, cheerfully as always, "Did you say you'd show me something really cool?" With a half-gasp, she adds, "Hey, can you do magic??"

Mara stares at her, smiling a cute good kitty smile, and wiggles her satellite ears again. "Nah. Magic is illusion, pretend tricks. I can do real tricks." She lays her hand on the bar. Makes a 'lookit I'm concentrating!' face. Pulls her hand up to reveal an entire bunch of blue bananas that weren't there before. "See?"

"Wow!" Ayita's eyes widen, and she creeps closer, reaching out a hand to touch the bananas. "They're blue! I've never seen blue bananas before!" She's so entranced by the blue bananas that nothing even accidentally falls into any of her pouches on her way to the bar. "Are they yummy?" she asks of Mara, her wide eyes turning upon the cat-like woman.

"You know, I have no idea. They might taste like yakberries." She peels one. Munches. "Holy hamburger steak shakes! That's great!"

Ayita has no idea what either yakberries or hamburger steak shakes are, but she guesses it must taste good. Swiftly, she nabs one of the blue bananas and peels it, taking a huge bite before Mara can reprimand her for eating one.

Mara wouldn't have, anyway. The bananas taste just like blueberry smoothies, with perhaps a tiny hint of catnip.

Swiftly devouring the delicious banana, Ayita looks wistfully at the peel. "I guess these wouldn't keep very well, would they?" she asks plaintively. She'd love to be able to bring one home to show her family! Or, maybe just to show anyone she meets. Really, it depends on which happens first, and whether or not she remembers. "Say, did you ever hear the story of the violet gorillas?" She looks up at Mara hopefully, obviously hoping to be able to tell a story.

Mara hops upon the bar, sitting kitty-like. "Well. I'd heard of the gorilla violets, lemme tell ya, that was a garden!" She holds her hand out over the bunch, casting a cooling spell over them that should keep them preserved for a long time. "What about 'em?"

"No, no, violet gorillas!" Excited to have someone to listen to her favorite story, she settles down, and begins, "See, once there were some gorillas, back home, who were almost as curious as Kender! And they got into this mage's house, to see what was in there. And guess what! All he kept were dyes. Turns out he wasn't really a mage at all, no magic in his blood." She looks a bit sad at this, but then perks up, "But he did the most wonderful tricks! Why, he could even turn the trees we built our houses in yellow! And then turn them back again. Gosh, and this one time, he made a coin pop out of my ear!" She wiggles excitedly at this, seeming to have forgotten all about the violet gorillas as she goes on to describe the mage's other magic tricks.

Mara-kuru listens intently, wiggling her little bottom back and forth. She's pleased to find someone as motormouthed as she is. It's a change of pace!

"So he could do this?" She reaches out, and plucks a coin from behind her ear. And her other ear. And her nose. And mouth. And shirt. "Like that?"

Ayita gapes, then grins happily, "Wow, yeah! Just like that! Only, he didn't pull things out of shirts. I think he thought we'd get mad or something. Oh! I was telling you about the violet gorillas, though, wasn't I?" she pauses for a moment, nods, then continues with, "Anyway, these gorillas were *so* curious about the mage's stuff. They didn't know what the dyes were, so they knocked over a vat of violet dye!" she giggles here. "They were violet for weeks! And the poor mage, he was so ashamed he didn't come out of his home for a long time, either. But the gorillas were so sad at being violet, and we missed his tricks, so he finally came out to practice his magic again! But he never did change the gorillas back to their normal color, you know. There's still a pair of violet gorillas wandering around. They're awesome! I used to ride on one, before I left home."

"And what did they think of that?" Mara stands on her head, for no real reason. Yay pants!

"Oh, they didn't mind! They would've gotten into lots more trouble without me there, you know." Actually, she got them into more trouble than she kept them out of, but she's convinced that the trouble wasn't her fault at all. "Hey! Did, uh, did you say you knew where I could get a room for the night? I'd really like to sleep on a bed, even if the ground *is* full of all sorts of interesting things." She's very forgetful, apparently.

"Well, yes. A room costs one silver piece." She beams, proud of herself for remembering the business aspect.

"Ohhh! Uhhh....uh-oh." Ayita sits down on the floor and begins scattering the contents of her various pouches on the floor around her. She gets so caught up looking at all the interesting things she's acquired recently, including a map of this strange place, that she forgets she was looking for a silver piece. She holds up a multi-colored, sparkling rock and shows Mara, "Lookit this! Isn't it pretty!" The rock appears to be a large chunk of unpolished opal.

"It is! It's... woo. Valuable, too! Where'd you get it?" Mara hops down, manifests a monocle to peer through. Snickers at herself.

"Someone must've dropped it," Ayita replies promptly, not really paying attention to what she's saying. The answer is a popular one among her people. As popular as acquiring new and interesting items. She's looking in awe at the monocle Mara just created. "Howdja do that?"

"I'm sexy." Mara nods, as if this explains everything perfectly.


Ayita giggles at this, "But that doesn't tell me how *I* could do it!" She looks at Mara's spectacle a little bit longer, before turning back to admire the pretty colors in her rock.

"Oh. I dunno. I'm kind of special that way, you wouldn't believe where I can hide stuff! So you can't afford a room, huh? Well..." She reaches out and pulls a silver from behind Ayita's ear. "Looky there! Looks like silver!"

Ayita gapes at the coin, "Oooohhh! Can I have that? It's pretty!" She still finds this new currency interesting. Then she tilts her head, "Oh, actually, I think I've seen something like that before..." Frowning a bit in concentration--she's determined not to forget this time!--she hunts through her other pouches, finally coming across a small money-bag that contains a handfull of coppers, with a few silvers mixed in. "There it is!" She grins up at Mara happily, "Knew I had it somewhere."

"You," Mara notes, grinning from extraordinarily large ear to ear, "are silly, that's what you are. And I'd say you're a cracked pot full of stew! So, okay, you got... um..." she pauses. Wiggles her black clad butt. "You got whichever room you want! Just one, though. Captain's orders."

"Well, I hope I'm at least good stew. Wouldn't it be awful if I was a cracked pot of bad, moldy stew?" She pauses, carefully extracting one of the silver coins from the money pouch, before she tucks it safely back into one of her other pouches, "Here ya go! Any room at all? Wow! I'd better start exploring, then!" She leaps up after depositing the coin in Mara's hand, or on the counter near her, whichever is more convenient, and scampers quickly toward the hallway.

Mara ponders this little critter for a second. And then, with a flick of her ears, most anything that's snatchable becomes exponentially heavier, surrounded by powerful gravitational pull. She then sits on the barr and smiles, waiting for the inevitable confusion.

The confusion is almost immediate in coming, as Ayita passes by another shelf with small items on it. Absently reaching for them to stick them in a pouch for later examination, Ayita stops and stares at them for a moment when they refuse to budge. She blinks for a moment, then excitedly goes racing around the room, tugging experimentally at anything that looks movable. "Wow, that's so odd! Look, nothing moves! Isn't that cool? Gosh, I wonder how they're stuck there so well!" She pauses at the shelf with the glass vase, then stands on tiptoe and tries to move it. After a lot of tugging and pulling, she gives up, sitting down abrubtly and breathing heavily. "Gosh! I wonder what happened. Uh-oh, I don't suppose all the dishes are stuck, too, are they? That would be pretty bad, if we couldn't even move the dishes. And what about the food! Ooohhhh, wait, I think I have some jerky in a pouch somewhere." She hunts through her pouches, eventually pulling out an apple, and a bit of crumbled cheese. But no jerky. "Hey, you want some?" She offers her food to Mara. "Say, what did you say your name was?"

"No thanks, I have some whiskey somewhere. Also, I'm Mara-kuru!" She nods to that, as though feeling the need to emphasize the point. "Redhead, master of everything, and better than ten pounds of cheese in a five pound jar!"

Looking up at Mara in wonder, Ayita says excitedly, "You can fit ten pounds of cheese into a five pound jar? Wow! I'd love to see that! Mara-what?" She looks puzzled by Mara's name, but then she shrugs and grins, "I'm Ayitakanaf Fleetfoot! But you can call me Ayita, if you like." She stands up and holds out--and up--her hand to shake.

Mara takes it, shaking it vigorously. "Kuru! My name means 'Roseblood'. That's what my father named me, the scary prick. Bitsh." She shakes her head, lustrous red curls bouncing. "And if you can find ten pounds of cheese, I can fit it in a five pound jar!"

"Neat! Roseblood isn't a bad name. My parents liked to travel, so they named me a traditional name in a foreign language." she screws up her face, thinking about it, "I....I think it means Eaglewing. Something like that!" she grins cheerfully. "I don't think I have ten pounds of cheese, though. But I did pass by a wonderful cheese-tree grove a few days ago! I bet I could find it again, you know."

"I bet you could. But then you wouldn't be able to spend the night in your room." She holds up a tiny sphere with a dollhouse tucked inside. "See it?"

Ayita peers at the sphere, her sharp eyes picking out every little detail. Entranced, she says, "Oooohhhhh, that's pretty! Can I see it?" She holds out her hands eagerly, much like a child.

"You can see it without touching it, right?" Mara looks at it. "I think?"

Ayita looks distinctly crestfallen at this. "Oh....I guess I can. But that's not nearly as interesting, you know!" She looks up at Mara, her round eyes wide, hopeful.

"Yeah, but touching is not as interesting as going inside. Wanna? There's booze, I think!" She looks at it. "Yup!"

This makes Ayita's eyes get even wider, if possible. "Ohhhh! Can we? A place like that must have all sorts of interesting things!" She wiggles with her excitement, bouncing from foot to foot.

"We can! Only thing is, I dunno who'd watch the bar. I'll give a friend a call, and then we'll go when he gets here. How bout it?" Mara actually knows a very nice fellow named Thran who should be able to watch just fine.

"Sure! Boy, this sounds so exciting!" She dances impatiently, keeping her eyes on the dollhouse in Mara's hand. Her long hair bounces wildly around her head as she jiggles enthusiastically about.

"You better believe it!" Mara beams, and smiles, eyes closed. "Hmm... Thran says he can't come. Aww... he's a behemoth! He's huge and... wouldn't fit inside. But Yoru'll be here in a minute. Yoru looks a lot like me! She's taller, though, and her hair is dark, and she's kinda reserved where I'm so hyper and cute and cuddly! And awesome."

Ayita giggles at this, "It's a good thing you're awesome, too! Wouldn't it be sad if you were terrible? A behemoth?? Wow! I wanna see a behemoth!" The dollhouse is now forgotten as Ayita imagines a great, scaley, long-toothed monster, with fire for eyes and who likes to eat people. She's probably way off the mark, if Thran would have been watching the inn, but that doesn't seem to matter to her.

"Oh yeah! Behemoths are cool. Thran is big and furry and soft and warm and he's so cool! It's funny 'cause when he gets too hot he pants and drools and its really really a lot."

"Hee, he drools? Gosh, I sure would like to see him!" Now, she has a much closer image in her head, though she regrets letting go of the big scaley thing. Maybe one day, she'll get to meet one of those, too.

At this point, the door opens again, allowing what's obviously a young woman under very rich, very foreign garments and a local cloak to slip in. It would have been an unobtrusively dignified entrance, except that she tries to slide the pretty doorstop aside with her foot, and is so completely counting on it to budge that a soft meep! of surprise very nearly announces a head-over-heels tumble. It's a few hundred times heavier than anticipated!

Mara's head jerks that way just about the time a fluffly pillow stuffed with fluff appears beneath the tumbling visitor, promptly whumping to the ground and staying there.


Ayita rushes over to the newcomer. But instead of asking if the girl is alright, she tries tugging at the pillow beneath her. "Hey! This just appeared, and now it's stuck, too!" Then, she seems to notice the young woman on top of the pillow, "Hi!" She holds out her hand to shake, "I'm Ayita! Are you stuck, too? Everything in this room is stuck, except for me and....uhhh...." she turns back to Mara, "Errr, what did you say your name was again?"

"Ja'blomie. First name Haywood."

"Er...hello, Miss Ayita," the pillow-saved newcomer smiles, cheeks an appropriately mortified crimson. She stands very carefully. Puzzles over the pillow...but, is sure that the creature with the ears is responsible. "And, I thank you, certainly, Miss Ja'blomie. I apologize for my clumsiness." Bows, still hooded and still wanting to disappear.

Ayita giggles and dances about, "She makes things appear! But I swear...I don't recall you saying your name was Haywood, before...." She shrugs, "Oh well! What's your name? Huh?" She tugs cheerfully at the newcomer's outfit, "And boy is this pretty!" Her nimble little fingers are just itching to explore any pockets in this girl's garment, see what's in them. If possible, a few of this girl's items make their way into various pouches hanging on Ayita's belt.

The foreign girl is actually carrying quite a few valuables... everything she owns is somewhere on her person, either in the long, decoratively overgarment beneath her cloak or in the bag on her back, only a few guarded by spells. She's very trusting. Is taken aback at how little regard for personal space the excessively friendly Ayita has, though, and is trying to inch back however she can do it politely. "Er...thank you, Miss Ayita? And...my name is Deyono'rey."

Ayita is confused about why Deyono'rey seems to dislike being so close to her, but she does regretfully step back, holding out her hand to shake. "Pleased to meetcha!"

Rey manages to smile faintly and, finally starting to get a feel for this particular custom, takes Ayita's littler hand delicately. "The pleasure is mine, Miss Ayita."

Ayiga shakes Rey's hand vigorously, not even stopping to speak. "Oooohhh, you're so polite! Hey, you wanna see the inside of this dollhouse with me an'....An'...Uhh...." she pauses, trying to think, She remembers something like a horse would eat. Oats, maybe? And something like a part of a tree. Must've been Oatbark, "Me an' Oatbark! We were gonna go inside her dollhouse, doesn't that sound like lots of fun? I bet there are all sorts of monsters in there! Big scaley ones that eat people, and little furry ones that'll gnaw off your toes. And gnomes, too! Can't go anywhere without gnomes to make all kinds of interesting contraptions." She finally realizes that she's still holding Rey's hand and lets go, making sure there aren't any rings on her fingers.

There aren't, though she has a pretty bracelet. The human blinks beneath her hood. "Er...." Really doesn't know what to say. "It sounds...fascinating?"

"You wouldn't believe it even if she told you." Mara-kuru yawns a little bit, ears drooping until she's finished. "Whoo! That felt good. So what's the decision, eh? Need a room? An escort? A sandwich? A boat? A starmap? A sandblaster? Ape? Cat? Corn?"

"I...er...wait." Blinks. "What is a sandblaster?" God help her, but Rey is actually trying to listen to Mara, which can't be good for the ol' sanity.

"It's a machine that shoots sand at super-high pressure at things!" Mara grins. "It's hilarious to shoot them at dragons, they get pissed."

Ayita's eyes get all wide. She'd imagine that gnomes know exactly what a sandblaster is, and could probably show her one, so she reminds herself to ask, the next time she sees a gnome. "Angry dragons? Or did you mean drunk? Does sand make dragons drunk? Neat! Wait'll I tell Ivyplum that!"

"So anyway," Mara grins at them both, "room and bored! Anybody wanna get hammered or play dominoes with cairn stones or have sex or play Twister?!" Wiggles her hips.

Ayita blinks at Mara, and observes, "You know, I bet you're the most confusing person I've ever met!" Her eyes dance happily as she adds, "But weren't we gonna go into that dollhouse? You promised we could!"

Rey has concluded that she should have gone to the inn across the street.

"We will just as soon as my friend gets here to watch the place." Mara nods. "Meanwhile, who wants food?"

"I would not be opposition," Rey smiles a bit.

"Mmmm, food!" Ayita bounces around the room eagerly, but then stops suddenly, "But...won't it be stuck, too?" She remembers that everything is stuck, mostly because she still hasn't managed to acquire anything but some items from Rey.

"It'll be stuck if I want it to stick and I don't! So what do you like?" Mara streeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetches kitty-cute and yawns softly. Serinians aren't quite that cat-like, naturally. She just enjoys playing up the image.

About this time a splash of water poofs from the middle of nowhere and right behind the bar. A curiously dry Serinian poofs with it, and the water draws back into nothing without wetting the floor. She turns her insanely blue eyes on Ayita and Rey before offering them a cute, closed-eyed smile.

"Hello," she greets them warmly. "Yoru has arrived to watch Mara-kuru's bar."

Rey's taken aback at a very impressive display of magic...a ridiculously powerful spell, executed like it was nothing. She's doubly interested in the fact that it's a water spell. Her primary focus is astral plane stuff, dreamwalking, but...water elemental magic is secondary. She knows which person she wants to stay with! "A pleasure," she notes in her careful Common, smiling.

"Gosh! That's so cool!" Ayita hurries over to the newcomer and pats the place where the water was curiously, her eyes wide. "The floor's still dry! How'd you do that? Oh, wow! You have huge ears! Can I touch them?" Without waiting for an answer the short girl reaches up in an effort to tug gently on the tip of Yoru's ear.

Yoru blinks at the ear tug, but tilts her head with a half-shrug to let her tug as she likes. "It's ethereal shifting via dihydrogen monoxide transfer. And Yoru has the medicine." She smiles a bit. "Adventure coming up?"

Ayita frowns, puzzling over the strange words, "Ethereal what?" Then she shrugs and releases Yoru's ear, skittering around her and admiring the new serinian, touching her clothes with feather-light fingers, and making sure there's nothing interesting left undiscovered. "What medicine? Medicine for what?" She seems to be an endless well of questions. "Hey, can you magic me like you magicked you?" Her eyes go wide as she stares up at Yoru again.

"Yoru can magic anyone like anything. Today she is just watching the bar, though." The much-taller-than-Mara-Kuru Serinian sits on a stool, carefully tucking her legs in the lotus position.

"That's right, chicky! Ready to go in the ball?" Mara wriggles and wiggles and dances, a ball of energy.

"Ooohhhh! Yeah!" Ayita rushes over to Mara, having forgotten about the ball in light of the other, interesting person that had entered, bringing with her more magic. She bounces and wiggles happily, her long, curly pony-tail bouncing right along with her. Her dark eyes are as wide as she can make them, giving her a comical sort of appearance.

Rey smiles a bit. "Be safe, Miss Ayita," she notes softly.

Ayita looks up at Rey and frowns, almost pouting, "But safe is so... boring!" She whines.

"Safe is less dead-y." Mara nods. "Safe is fun with fish!" At a wink from her sparkly eyes, about thirty pounds of tuna manifests and plops to the floor between Rey and Ayita.

"But death might be fu--" Ayita stops mid-sentence as the pile of tuna appears. "Woah!" She grabs one of the fish, tugging hard at it, to make sure it, too, is stuck to the floor.

They're not, of course. Mara would never stick a fish to the floor.

Ayita promptly falls onto the floor, wiggling the tuna above her head and giggling madly, "They're not stuck! Didja see, I got a fish off the floor!" She struggles to sit upright, still holding the fish like a prize.

"That's amazing, dear," Yoru purrs. "I think I know what we'll be having for supper tonight."

"Fish, with a thick insanity sauce," Rey observes, starting to smile. Turns quite red at this. Oops...she never was good at biting her tongue every time.

Giggling still, Ayita wonders what insanity would taste like, if it were made into a sauce. She guesses something like a mix between an unripe blueberry and an over-ripe mango. Eventually, she calms down enough to stop giggling, still clutching the tuna tightly, as though afraid it'll swim away from her. Through the air, of course. She looks around at Rey, grinning, "D'you have a recipe for insanity sauce, though?" Her eyes are wide with delighted curiosity, "Say! I bet you can do magic, too!"

Rey smiles at Ayita, a touch shyly. "Dream travelling. Also water magic."

Consequently, one of the kender's bags of borrowed trinkets is...leaking.

Ayita remains blissfully unaware of the leaking for now, as she's still holding a probably still-damp fish to her chest. She plops down into a sitting position and stares at Rey in rapt admiration. "That's so cool! I guess you probably can't show me dream walking, but can you show me some water magic? I sure would like to see!"

"Well...ehm..." Rey is quite a bit self-conscious at the moment. Considers this. Finally closes her eyes. After a hesitation, a puddle forms in front of the kender as though seeping up from the floor. It rises, suddenly...and opens its flowing little eyes, in the shape of a long-eared kitten comprised of nothing but water.

Water-kitten burbles at Ayita.

Completely enchanted, Ayita drops her fish onto the floor next to her and reaches out to pet the watter-kitten. "It's adorable! Gosh, can you teach me that?" She pokes at the kitten a few times, just to see if it's solid or wet.

It's wet, but its surface is fast-flowing and acts like a solid mass. The kitten noses Ayita's finger curiously, and gives it a cold lick.

"Ehm..." Rey blinks. Considers Ayita...what she can sense of her. "Well...most probably. But, it would take awhile. Likely, several years, just because it wrong to teach a trick without teaching the full...skills, behind it."

Ayita seems to wilt for just a moment. "But that's forever," she complains. Then she brightens, having thought of something, "But you can do it, so I can just ask you to do it for me!" Her logic seems to have cheered her immensely, and now she pets the water-kitten. Then, thinking of something, she searches through one of her pouches, eventually emptying it of its contents as she realizes something in it is leaking water. By the time she pulls out everything, she's made a veritable puddle, and has completely forgotten she'd been searching for string. "Wow, look! Something's leaking in here!" She dumps out the rest of the water from the pouch, and looks around at the mess she's created. "Huh....Wonder what was leaking...."

Rey blinks, thoroughly confused, as she gets wind of a certain energy pattern coming from Ayita's bag. "Well, that's..." Blinks. Fingers through a deep-set pocket. Can't find something. "...my, water crystal?" Looks at the kender questioningly.

Ayita plucks something shiny out of her pile of various interesting items she's acquired over the years, "This? Gosh, you must've dropped it! Good thing I found it for you, huh?" She grins and gets up to give it back to Rey. "It sure is pretty. How come it leaks water so much?"

Rey smiles a little, accepting it back. "Lucky...yes. Thank you. It is..." pause. Small-featured face screws just a little in consternation. "I...do not have the proper words. It is water...I mean, not water, but pure...soul of water."

The little kender-girl looks confused, "But...I thought only living things had souls. Does that mean water's alive?" Her eyes grow wide, "Wow! Could I have a conversation with water?"