"I found a puca. One of the new ones, that eats metals." Islwyn made the statement and waited.<br/><br/>His sister opened her eyes, "Really? Here?" Not that they couldn't get where they wanted by going under the hill and using another gate, but she was still fairly certain they were uncommon here.<br/><br/>Naturally Islwyn looked at her and spoke with heavy sarcasm, "No instead of checking the parks here like our plan called for, I caught a plane to Europe."<br/><br/>Aderyn yawned and stretched, "Well you would be more likely to find one on an airplane than you would in a park."<br/><br/>Islwyn grinned, "They had some little lights spread out near the ground for some reason. He was eating them." The pop and flare and burst of energy had been entertaining. Of course lights and wires were not to his taste, being of a much more ancient race, but he could get behind the reasoning of the other creature.<br/><br/>"Well that explains you babbling about cars in any case. It would be difficult, to take the thoughts of something so different. Did you find anything or only what it could speak to you?" Aderyn admitted the issue with grace, since her brother was not best suited to such a task. He preferred stabbing things and eating them later. Of course that was a limited description of his skills, but one could never give to much credit to a brother in case food got scarce and you had to eat him later in life. Naturally she would save Islwyn for last. He was her twin and certainly least annoying of the nest. Of course, having snuck out to adventure, it seemed that food would be plentiful if they stayed around human dwellings. It didn't bother her any, that was for sure.<br/><br/>"I was not babbling." Islwyn stated the fact with dignity, then grinned, "I was considering my updated knowledge. I think I like this place. Even with all the snow." He shifted his cloak on his shoulders with the air of a bird fluffing its feathers.<br/><br/>Aderyn signaled her agreement and figured they should get back on track. Her own rest had let her organize what she had taken from the lesser she caught, though obviously there wasn't much trouble sorting the thoughts and knowledge of one of their types. The lesser mostly lived in the mall when not getting high, it wasn't exactly a thrilling life to integrate. Nothing so fun as a puca, who were a handful at the best of times. So. Plotting called for something less disgusting then their current surroundings. "Food?"<br/><br/>Islwyn nodded and they left, walking still, side by side. The spoke softly, but still moved with that confident bounce to their steps. They would know if they were not alone. Aderyn began the discussion, "Many of the lesser have been taken. Of course all a human would see is a homeless junkie, so I suppose that would be the logical place to start if one needed... food? Energy?"<br/><br/>"The puca was.. curious. Perhaps he could be convinced to scout. Well, no it's a puca, lets be honest he could be convinced to cause havoc." Islwyn rubbed absently at the base of his crest and added, "He had seen them take someone. He says there is an... odd energy about them. I think that's the closest I can get to what he meant. I feel like he wanted to try eating it."<br/><br/>Aderyn laughed, "All types." A small flare of her cloak conveyed a gesture only Islwyn here would understand, and he smiled.<br/><br/>"Well. Go in with the puca as a distraction? Seek further? Fly over?" Islwyn asked impatiently.<br/><br/>Aderyn thought it was clear he wished for the first option. Probably with a sword in each hand. Which would do a lot of good if they had guns inside. The lesser was pretty clear about that. "Lets check the plains. Near dawn. See if there's anyone left or if the humans got them all. Then maybe a flight?"<br/><br/>Islwyn sighed loudly and she reminded him, "You wanted to be careful brother." Then she stopped at a large building, all ornate and glass and decided, "Here. I smell good food."<br/><br/>They entered together and allowed themselves to be seated, though their was much eyeballing of their dress and crests. Out of place here. It made Islwyn smile, deadly and dangerous. Aderyn kicked him lightly in the shin under the table. It was she who ordered their rare steaks, and he who managed to behave himself properly so that they both got to eat them. If stared at closely enough, it might be noticed that neither of them really chewed their food. They simply cut small pieces and swallowed.