Tifa & Avi

[Avi]

"Aye I can see that" mindlessly nodding her head as she looked upon the masses of books, she picked up the first book on the may shelves, it was a bit weighty, but she treated it as she did all ancient artifacts, except now this one wasnt ancient it was only written within the century. "If I am to finish within the year, I had best start at the begining." Taking it over to one of the desks she put her feet up without even taking thought to being in a dress and began to read already engrossed in the text. Thi is going to be great!

Picking up one of the nearby purple flowers, Dorian wove it into Lady Falivaas hair,
"now thou art able to have a piece of its beauty forever" Taking her arm again he continued to stroll along to the first of many ponds.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva melted... her hopeless romantic side died a little inside at his gesture... it was so perfect.
She subconsciously found herself leaning in against him as she held his arm, this was all too perfect... she was just waiting for the dream to end.

Sholrion's heart felt like it was glowing... a woman who showed interest in him, who was as beautiful as a goddess and who loved books... she was a wish come true.
"I will fetch thee some refreshments." he said, dipping into a bit of a bow, "I will return promptly."

[Avi]

Poking her head over the top of her book, Avitiana flashed him a broad grin,
"There be no need to hurry, I am not going anywhere soon" Returning her sights back to the book, she took a peak over the top and gave him one last smile before her eyes went back to scanning the texts, most of it was in old common so it was good fortune that it was one of the languages she was fluent at.

As Lady Faliva lent in close, Dorian moved his steps in to be closer to her still, finding that a melody came to his mind he thought it propper to strike up some conversation,
"Doth thou dance Lady Faliva?"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva looked startled by Dorian's question.
"Well uh... not for a long time... and not WELL." She replied honestly, wondering what he was getting at.

"Of course." Sholrion laughed, before wandering off to get some things for them to eat and drink, he'd also stop by the other library to fetch a volume of Lady Lore for himself to read while Lady Avitiana was occupied.

[Avi]

Raising his eyebrows at the way Faliva stumbled over her words he gave a small laugh at her pertubed look,
"Forgive me, but if thou art not able to dance, thee will not be well received when taken to the elven city, we art fond of the dance" Coming to the pond, he looped half way around a bent over willow tree to take her onto a nother path.

Not finding that leaning on the chair in the manner that she was comfortable, Avi got up and tried sitting up and keeping her back striahgt, but that was more uncomfortable, placing her hand withing the pages of the book, she looked about for a more comfortable spot, as all of the writing tables held the same chair she got up and sat down at the base of one of the bookshelves, fiding it suitable she opened up the book and began reading once more, engrossed in the opening tales already.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva's face became disheartened and flushed a light shade of pink.
"I did dancing when i was younger... but there were other things i wanted to focus my attentions on. But i do so want the elves to like me... they've been a long curiosity of mine." She stopped in her tracks and looked at Dorian with begging eyes.
"Wilst thou teach me?"

Sholrion returned soon with a tray of little cakes and a pitcher of a strange flavored water.
He panicked at first, when he could not see Avi at the table, but then he saw her on the floor by the bookcase.
"That does not look very comfortable." He commented as he knelt down to put the tray in front of her before straightening again.

[Avi]

Closing her hand within the book to keep her place, Avitiana smiled up at Sir Sholrion,
"Thou art mistaken, if thee cared to join me thou would find it to be most comfortable" She patted the floor next to her and held a kind smile for him, "Thee does not need to be such a gentleman around me, I shall not bite"

Casually coming to a stop beneath the tree, Dorian gave himself a pat on the back in his mind for his plan to become more intimately close to her.
"I have no objects to ensuring thou art well received" Taking up her hand, he placed his hand over hers to put it onto his own shoulder and his own on her waist, "Now thou simply follows my steps" Taking the first step he guided Lady Faliva in a graceful turn about the tree, in what in modern times would be the basis of the waltz.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Tis not thy bite i fear... Sholrion though to himself as he slowly sat down beside her, pulling out the copy of Volume One of "Lady Lore" that he'd brought with him.
"Hast thee read anything interesting yet?" He queried as he flipped through the pages of the blue bound book, looking for the verse he had in mind.

While Dorian thought he'd clevery lured her into being close to him Faliva felt she'd cleverly tricked HIM into being closer to HER. She followed his steps, pretending to be unsure, though she was in fact a well practiced dancer of many forms.

[Avi]

Through her stumbled movements, Dorian could gather that she had infact done this before, he found it humorous that she had used the same trick he had in luring the other into dancing,
"Thou art quite the dancer, art thou sure thee doth not memeber thy lessons?" Raising his eyes brows he gave her his michevous smile.

Giving a long sideways glance as Sir Dorian sat down beside her, on the inside she smiled as he seemed to be getting comfortable on the floor, though a little tense in his movements,
"Aye that I have, Thy history be most interesting for one such as I who feels well read, but to have this new information be most exciting" Pouring herself a glass of the water she took a small sip, it had on odd but likable taste to it.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Sholrion gave a timid smile, glad that she was enjoying their history.
"There be no records of this war in thy time?" He asked, looking away from the "Lady Lore" for a moment.

Faliva blushed heavily, her ears going red.
Busted!
"Thy teachings be very good at reminding me." She offered, hoping to cover her bluff while flirting at the same time.

[Avi]

"Nay, and it be a shame to say it, but the only the lower level remain of this complex" Loking around the room she gave a sigh at the lost history, "It be a great shame that more doth not remain"

Trying not to smile even broader at having made her blush, Sir Dorian changed to another form on dance, more fast paced and lively, one of the more well practiced ones of the elven community,
"Let us test my teachings further then"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Despite her facade Faliva found herself happily matching Dorian's moves step for step, it excited her, to be learning something new and being so close to a fairytale Knight she'd only every dreamed of.

Sholrion looked rather disturbed to learn that the temple was all but gone in Avitiana's time.
"I wonder what ever became of it... How much didst thou know of this place then?" He tilted his head slightly, curious about her time despite himself.

[Avi]

Pouring Sir Sholrion a glass of the water, she placed it next to him, the now forgotten book as spread open over her knees still within the first few pages,
"As I said it is sad to say, as the onlt item that we managed to salvage thy alter" Bowing her head a little she allowed her hair to fall infront of her face a litle embarassed, "upon which thee found us"

Both of their paces matched perfectly, he found the Lady Faliva in no need of been shown what to do and was thoroughly enjoying the dance about the garden, holding their palms together they walked about in a circle both looking into eachothers eyes, he still smiled broadly unable to wipe it from his face. Coming together again to meet with both hands interlocked in the middle he twirled her around behind him before holding out one palm again and gazing upon her lovely face.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva was a mass of blushes the whole time as they danced about the tree. He heart was racing, this was the most fun she'd had for as long as she could remember.
"Thou art a wonderful Dancer Sir Knight." She commented to hide her embarrasment as he twirled her, able to find her tongue in the brief moment his eyes weren't on hers.

Sholrion looked disheartened.
"How unfortunate." Sholrion murmured when she told him all they'd found was the altar, "But the wheel of fate turns thus i suppose." He shrugged slightly and took a sip of the water she'd poured him, picking Lady Lore back up.

[Avi]

Opening up her own book in front of her eyes she went on reading,
"Aye, just as thee shall never know where the rain drop shall fall, fate shall be a mystery"

Scoffing at being called sir knight, he brought her to meet in him with their hands held togther again facing one another,
"It would be most pleasing if thou wast to call me Sir Dorian if thou art to be formal" He had never grown used to being given the formal title, and sir knight sounded too regal for himself.