David
Dust Devil simply smiled and bowed her head not only to establish respect but to reform her face to a more regal features rather than her usual casual smile. Her brows, though, were slightly furrowed, a glint of her eyes revealed a sly dragon and ill-intentions. Her posture straightened as she spoke. "I beg forgiveness for my intrusion," Dust Devil surprised herself with her own fancy words. They didn't seem like her at all. Perhaps she had overheard a servant once and it hitched into her memory. Nethertheless she continued. "I'm Dust Devil, Mister." She paused suddenly, forgetting the name already. She figured the scentence was good enough, though so she held his gaze, the wealth in the details of just the dining table catching the corner of her eye.
Joel
|~| Mirage looked down her snout at Dust Devil, a glint of distrust wavered in her eyes |~| "Goanna dear, as much as we don't mind guests you know how we feel about random dragons right? |~| Mirage said in a silky smooth voice, grinning at Dust Devil & Goanna |~| "You also should know how untrustworthy SandWings can be in a place like this, how do you know she's not a thief? She could rob us blind!" |~| Mirage went on dramatically, placing a talon over her chest |~|
David
Laughter threatened to emerge from the sound of her strangely posh voice. She glanced at Goanna. He had seen her steal the very snake and yet his supposed mother was more cautious than him. The irony made her smile. "Excuse me, Miss, but surely I am not a 'random dragon?' I'm quite known around the Den." She said, implying the wanted posters she had seen around a fair bit. "Besides," She began casually, drawing out the word as her toothy smile widened. "Goanna would not have invited me if I had not.. Convienced him in my company."
Joel
|~| Mirage cocked an eyebrow at Dust Devil & Goanna before rolling her eyes & turning to face a servant who was walking by |~| "You there, get us two extra plates for Goanna & his *Friend*" |~| Mirage turned & faced Dust Devil |~| "Surely you must be famished, would you like to stay for some dinner with us?" |~| Mirage asked, a small smug grin formed on her face |~|
David
Dust Devil glanced around the room, suddenly uncomfortable. Yes the space was big, but it was tight with treasures that took form of most ordinary objects. The want of spreading her wings became irritable, but it seemed before she could answer she was sitting down at the table. Her eyes focused on a window which allowed lazy rays of sunshine to flit through as dusk slowly approached. Her mind sharpening at the lazy light that hit her face, making her squint, she finally said, "Sorry- I got distracted. Of course." Perhaps she could snatch their belongings as she would inevitablly leave, but it seemed less likely as the sky invited her so.
Don
|~| Dromedary looked at Goanna & Dust Devil as they sat down |~| "Goanna, may you be a sport & help the servants? |~| Dromedary asked as Goanna gave a polite nod, got up & trotted to away through a large, gold framed door before looking at Dust Devil once more |~| "So, your Dust Devil right?" |~| Dromedary asked, noticing how uncomfortable she was becoming |~|
Adam
|~| Goanna sat down quietly at the large table, looking up as Dromedary asked him to help the servants, with a polite nod he god up & walked through a door & into the large kitchen, listening to anything the cooks asked him to do/get |~|
David
Dust Devil looked toward Goanna with a tilt of her head. She didn't ask though, as Dromedary had distracted her line of thought. "Oh- of course! Earned my name from the streets," She commented, grinning proudly. Perhaps she should be more formal, but that lacked her patience. She internally thanked him, for she felt more free, in a way.
Tracie
Sorry I had to feed my dogs,
Don
"Ah alright, may I ask how you met Goanna? Normally he just gets what he's asked to get & returns" |~| Dromedary remarked, ignoring Mirage's disapproving expression |~|
David
"Well, I overheard this SandWing making deals for that pet," She gestered with a talon, nodding modestly at the cage where the viper bared its fangs at her, obviously remembering the rough transport she'd given. Dust Devil rolled her eyes and continued with a smirk "So, I helped him out with a deal of my own. You never know how much the merchants steal when someone gives their money willingly."
Don
"Ah I see, Goanna's a good SandWing y'know, an even better servant at that, I'd hate to know he was just running around with a common thief" |~| Dromedary said, giving a polite job of respect to Dust Devil |~|
David
Dust Devil wrinkled her snout at the word 'common', though she was distracted to say enough about it. "A servant?" He had acted so friendly and in her eyes he seemed above the other servants, walking in which he seemed assertive. "Pardon my surprise," She said, reIising she'd lost some of her composure. "But I thought he was your son?"
Joel
|~| Mirage gave a small chuckle |~| "No dear Goanna isn't our son, however we treat him like one, we purchased his from that little  down the street, they were getting so full they were practically throwing dragonets out!" |~| Mirage said with a disapproving head shake |~| "We took him in when he was only 3, apparently his father died & his mother had left because she was a musician & couldn't stick around, bless their souls" |~| Mirage commented sympathetically |~|
David
Dust Devil blinked. "Oh, right." Was all she said. She half wondered what a mother would be doing to be so busy. A musician? Really? Then again, she had no family to begin with, so she figured not to look much into it. Though this, she couldn't help but wondering whether it was enough to love and then lose or to be never loved and wonder what would've happened. "That's a burden, isn't it?" She inquired vaguely, thinking of his previous situation. Though her words, it could be interpreted differently.
Don
"It is, the poor dragon took awhile to come out of his shell" |~| Dromedary muttered, looking over at the kitchen door where the sounds of talonsteps were coming from |~|
David
She too glanced toward the door, her tongue flicking.
Adam
|~| Goanna walked through the large kitchen door & back into the dining room carrying a large plate of camel shish kebab with a few cooks in tow who were carrying more plates, as they placed them down the sight was truly something to behold, plates of roasted lizard, date cookies, dried figs, biscuits, bread & more were set in front of them neatly as bottles of cactus cider & agave nectar were placed on the tables centre, after placing everything down Goanna sat back down near Dust Devil as he thanked the cooks who in return gave polite head nods in return |~|
David
Dust Devil couldn't believe the amount of food they were given. Her mouth watered at the smell of it all. She was used to dainty loaves of bread which, admittedly, weren't the worst, but still the dry loaves were nothing compared to this. Before anyone could say something, she scoffed down a kebab, eating greedily at the nice food. Who knew she'd get free food and free jewels? She washed it down it with the cactus cider, enjoying the burning sensation it permitted as the drink moved down her throat.
Joel
|~| Mirage looked at Dust Devil with a look of disgust that could kill an elephant |~| "My my, have you not eaten in a while dear?" |~| Mirage asked with an indignant voice, eyeing her husband, daughter & Goanna who didn't seem to take much notice as they ate calmly & slowly |~| "Or do you live in a situation where you eat fast or don't eat at all?" |~| Mirage asked, trying to not scoff at Dust Devils eating habit & speed |~|
David
Dust Devil smiled. She knew she should provide a reason calmly, but the look on her face made her forget such dignity. "Excuse me, but I thought my manners were quite dignified for such an event. Perhaps I should lower my standards for you? After all, your own manner is.. Putrid to say the least." She said, mocking her voice and tone. She took another kebab and chomped on it greedily.
Adam
|~| Goanna stifled a snicker at Dust Devil's impression of Mirage & quietly ate a date cookie, taking a small sip of agave nectar occasionally |~|
David
Dust Devil shot Goanna a toothy grin after gulping down the kebab, the flavours intoxicating. "Well? Do you have anythin' to say for yourself? Defend your honour? Because really- I would hate to sit in silence."
Joel
|~| Mirage gave Dust Devil a death glare but simply continued to eat, ignoring her completely |~|
David
Dust Devil growled quietly to herself, her mood stampered by the little reaction. Allowing herself to gnaw on the stick, her slumped posture and tilted head, her eyes wandered to the gold and jewels. She admired a vase which was a beautiful, detailed gold with flawless jewels embedded in the sides as the vase swooped upward and out, in its place, some rare desert flowers.
Don
"So, Dust Devil, what "Heritage" Are ya from hm? If y'know what I mean that is" |~| Dromedary asked, his face didn't have much emotion as he looked up at her from his plate |~|
David
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```Dust Devil straightened her posture, her brows furrowing as she felt slightly patronised. His face was indifferent which was a change that Dust quizzed over. She took out the kebab stick and stole a glance at the vase before meeting his eyes. With forced casual-ness in her voice, she simply shrugged, her wings softly lifting and falling at her sides. "Dunno." She supposed she should say more, but she had nothing else to say.```
Don
|~| Dromedary nodded & went back to his meal, after about 20 minutes he signalled for a few servants to come & take their plates away with Goanna helping them as they all scurried into the kitchen |~|
David
She watched almost boredly as dragons scurried and slithered away, their movements too calculated and well, regal? Perhaps not, but it seemed like it to Dust. "What is your job, may I ask?" Her gaze sloped over to the two remaining dragons at the table. She had to will herself not to look at the vase again. Her white irises gleamed in the firelight of the flickering candles that sat on the table which had recently been brought out.
Joel
"Well darling I work as a fashion designer, y'know making fancy clothing for dragons while Dromedary works as a real estate agent for poorer households" |~| Mirage said, casting Dust Devil a grin |~|
David
"So you play dress up while he does all the dirty work?" She scoffed, mocking her. "And who said I was poor?" 'Once I'm done here I'll swimming in riches,' she thought, but did not say as she wanted ruffle her up more before leaving. "Surely you of all dragons won't go back on an implication?" Dust Devil's grin broadened.
Joel
|~| Mirage simply stared her down, clicking her tongue a few times before speaking once again |~| "Oh dear we can just tell your poor, just look at you, you have the table manners of a MudWing, you don't seem particularly shiny either, are you sure you're not a MudWing in disguse?" |~| Mirage laughed, smugly grinning at Dus Devil |~|
Don
"Mirage! That is enough!" |~| Dromedary said sternly, eyeing Mirage who in return gave him a wounded look |~| "I will *Not* Have you insult our guest! Even if she doesn't have etiquette she is still a guest!" |~| Dromedary continued as Mirage simply looked down seeming defeated |~|
David
```Dust Devil did little to hide her snicker, her eyes daring as she stared Mirage down. Her snicker sounded like a repeated happy hiss. But she soon stopped the snicker, confused. It was strange for a dragon to defend her so. She was confused by this strange empathy the stanger she was planning to steal from. She didn't allow herself to ponder such words, shaking off the feeling. 
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"Perhaps you two should know my occupation," Dust Devil began after concluding mocking her once again would most likely earn a disapproving or sad look from Mr. Dromdary which Dust for some reason didn't want. Maybe she'd earn a disapproving look after she'd finish talking, but perhaps shock would drum out the look he'd possibly give her. Dust Devil was confused of these feelings, like sand under her scales. Foreign. She couldn't try to grow closer, considering the mess of the foreign feelings flooding her. 
"I'm disappointed none recognised me earlier despite never meeting." She started once again, giving a casual, toothy grin, unrevealing to her inner turmoil. It was surprisingly hard to say those words. It would've been alot easier if he hadn't defended her. 
"I'm a well- well maybe not well-renowned considering you don't know me.." She muttered, then piped, "Anyways, I'm a theif! And it's sad that none of you have discovered all that is missing." She smiled. This was good. The emotions under her scales felt like they disappeared, sliding away freely- mostly. Suddenly, she jumped across the table (knocking some things over as she landed), snatched the vase with no care and smiled. "I'll wait for you if you can find me. Caio!" And with that, she pounded out of the room and through the house.```
Adam
|~| Goanna walked back through the doors with a confused expression, he'd heard the disturbance & decided to come check it out |~| "What happened, where's Dust Devil?" |~| Goanna asked, stepping over to the table, looking at where the missing vase was |~|
Joel
"Well *Dear* The SandWing you brought over was indeed a *Thief* & she just robbed us of our *Vase* |~| Mirage said in a remarkably calm voice, pointing to where Dust Devil had run off to |~|
Don
"Goanna. I trust that you are able to go get our *Guest* & return our vase?" |~| Dromedary said, giving Goanna a slight nod |~|
Adam
|~| Goanna was slightly dumbfounded but nodded & ran after Dust Devil, his claws slightly clicking against the polished floor as he ran |~|
David
```Instead of leaving, Dust Devil left for upstairs courting through the halls with certainty when in reality she had no idea where she was. The weight of the vase was heavier than anticipated, which she should've expected, as it was gold, afterall. She assumed a pure gold, as her arm started to ache as she held the vase against her chest. She grunted but continued, her keen eyes quickly scanning each room as she ran past. Something made her stop, though. Not gold or any other valuable item: paper. She couldn't tell why she carefully stepped through the room, a moonbeam shining dully on multitudes of paper as well as scrolls. She tilted her head. Creeping closer, she noticed it was concluded with ink shaped with designs of multitudes of outfits, which admittitly, was elegant like the dragon who designed them. Perhaps a little pushy and arrogent too, considering the sharp angles and large designs. She would've thought nothing of it if not for the knowledge gained from Mirage herself. Her smile didn't meet her eyes. Sitting on her back legs for a moment, she rolled up the scrolls and paper and put it in the vase, stopping for a moment to admire her bouquet.```
Adam
|~| Goanna jogged through the halls, looking in each room in search of Dust Devil before stopping just before Mirage's boutique & peeking in, spotting Dust Devil putting some scrolls into the stolen vase & admiring the boutique |~|
David
In the corner of her eye, Dust Devil caught a flicker of movement. She turned around, her back facing the window. "Ah, Goanna," She smiled, still clutching the vase. "I thank you for the convienience, though I must be headed off now."

She readjusted her stature, regaining her balance.