<strong>Aeryn Sunlight<br/>Responding to a very brash, not to say rude interruption.<br/>The front steps of the Magna Sophia Chapterhouse, Point Respite</strong><br/><br/>Whatever working hypothesis Aeryn had been forming about Eshalu's vision was blown right out of her head by the brash shouting.  Snapping shut her portable writing desk, she rose to her feet with a stony face and said calmly "We appear to have come to the notice of the esteemed Commandant Vin.  Would you all do the favor of accompanying Eshalu and myself?  Whatever the Commandant wants, time is apparently a factor.  I would deeply appreciate  the participation of all of you in meeting  the request for aid Vin is about to present me with."  Not even the slightest hint of a smile on her face as she said that.<br/><br/>Upon arriving at the front steps, Aeryn pointedly ignored the messenger for a moment  "Reliyian!  So good to see you!"  A very warm smile, a brief touch on the Elven Mage's hand.<br/><br/>A much colder look to the messenger.<em> A member of the Commandant's inner staff, likely tasked with dirty work on occasion.  Maybe more than on occasion.</em>"I've been expecting a summons, but thought it would occur when the new arrivals mustered for orders this afternoon.  Be that as it may, I have already begun assembling an expedition team.  We are at Commandant Vin's disposal of course.  Give Eshalu and I a brief moment to don more suitable clothing for the streets, and we will be with you on your way.<br/><br/>Another glance at Reliyian, again much warmer.  "May the Society  offer you something to drink, some food while I prepare for this meeting?"  Her eyes turned to Tabetha.  "For you as well, of course."<br/><br/>She turned on her heel to head back to her room, collected Eshalu and Erianthe on her way and spoke quietly.  "This messenger is... not the sort I would have chosen for such a matter.  This woman will give offense to you and I fear she will do so deliberately.  Erianthe, you strike me as slow to anger, consider this an introduction to Dominion authority.  I trust you will restrain yourself while I am dressing for the meeting."    Eshalu?"  The scholar rolled her eyes.  "Please don't kill her!"<br/><br/>And with that, she walked very quickly back to the room she shared with Eshalu, slipping out of her rboe and sandals, donning trousers, a simple tunic with a leather belt over it, and her favorite field boots.  Nothing fancy in cut, but of very high quality.  Slinging a small carryall over her shoulder - the writing kit tucked inside - she gave the Wood Elf a hot kiss and whispered "Show time!"  And headed back to rejoin the others.<br/><br/>Clipping a poignard sheath to her belt almost as an afterthought.