Tifa & Avi

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva blinked in awe. The man that watched her so intently spoke an old style of common! She felt herself filling with excitement again now. What if the Altar had transported them into another world completely? Across the dimensions? Then it proved her thesis completely!
She could feel someone laying beside her, and assumed it was Avitiana.

At that moment the door groaned back open and Sholrion walked through with a tray. He saw his companion standing by the beside and assumed that the woman he watched over had woken.
"Do they wake, Dorian?" He asked, placing his burden down on the writing desk by the wall.

[Avi]

He hadnt noticed that Sholrion had walked but into the room and so was given a bit of a start,
"That they have Rion" Turning to view what he had brought in with him, he saw the tray laddened with food and a jug,
"I think that they could be thristy"

Avitiana could still hardly move but she was fully aware of what was going on around her, the moment a man walked into the room she became worried, more so when she heard the other man speaking. When Avi heard them talking to eachother she almost choked when she heard the names, Dorian and Rion, she and Liva had only been talking about them a few minutes ago.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Rion picked the pitcher up off the tray and poured two glasses of the amber liquid before approaching the bed. He handed one goblet to Dorian before turning to Avitiana.
"Here miss." He said, holding out the goblet for her.

[Avi]

Slowly lifting herself up to a half seated, half laying down position,
"Thankyou" Replying in the old common that he was utilising, taking the drink from him the goblet was lightly warm in her hand. Taking a small drink she found it to be warm and sweet.

Taking the other goblet from Rion he handed it to the dark haired woman,
"Here, this will help" The brew was especailly designed to revitalise the body and was often used by the priests for injured warriors.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Slowly Faliva reached out and took the goblet in cupped hands, taking a careful sip.
The liquid was warm on her tongue and tasted sweet like honey, its warmth spread through her veins in a rush and almost instantly she felt like she'd been given a shot of adrenaline.
"Wow! That's amazing!" She exclaimed in common, before remembering this man used an older form of the language, she quickly then changed her dialect, "I thank thee Sir." She said, smiling gently at him.

Rion's face was flawlessly calm as he watched Avitiana drink through eyes as hard as stones. As she thanked him, he gave her a curt nod.
"The pleasure is all mine, My Lady." He said with a small bow.

[Avi]

Though confused at her original words he smiled at the later,
"Your are most welcome my lady" From her enthusisam he could tell that the brew had done it's job.

Through her eyes of pale blue she watched the strange but familiar man watch her and then take a bow, drinking most of the contents she sat up further and looked to Faliva who was also drinking the same brew as she,
"Faliva......what is going on?"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva looked at her friend and shook her head, shrugging in confusion.
"I have no idea Avi..."
She then turned back to her new male companion.
"Who art thou?" She asked, hoping that might clarify some things.

[Avi]

Standing and bowing to the two woman he introduced himself,
"I am Dorian Ebborn, knight of this brethren........" Motioning to Rion beside him he partly introduced him ".........and this be my cousin Sholrion..."

[Tifa Lockhart]

Rion took a bow as he was introduced.
"A pleasure Ladies." He said, his tone as formal as ever.

Now Faliva was struck dead with awe. She turned slowly to look at Avitiana, eyes wide like duffbowls.
"You don't think they're THE Sholrion and Dorian?" She hissed to her in their own language.

[Avi]

Avitiana was gobsmacked,
"How can they be?..it's...it's impossible" How could these two be who they claimed to be? The two notorious knights were supposed to be dead for over 1500 years.

As the two women conversed in a foreign toung, Dorian took a seat on the bed again and looked in confusion to the both the women. What are they saying?

[Tifa Lockhart]

"I remember looking at the Altar." Faliva began, trying to retrace what had happened, "And a bright light..." She frowned, finding her hypothesis to be improbable.
"The only way this could be possible is if a time anomaly occurred... but that's impossible!"

[Avi]

"Maybe it was the alter......I remember seeing the hourglass on the front" Sereaching her memory for what happened to came together "When I touched it I got a sort of static shock from it" Running through what she knew on the history of the period these two were supposed to be born, she couldn't recall anything about what had happened.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Rion was beginning to get a little uncomfortable with the foreign jabber between the two women. He looked over at his cousin.
"What dost thou suppose they are discussing?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Now Faliva was excited.
"Maybe it WAS a porthole after all! Our thesis would have been proved correct!" She seemed utterly thrilled by the possibility.

[Avi]

Looking over to Rion, Dorian shruged,
"I do not know, Perhaps they art discussing us" Cheekly flashing his cousin a smiled he looked back to the two women intrigued as to know they were discussing.

Getting caught up in her friends happiness she turned to a kneeling position,
"If it was a porthole then we truely have been returned to the old days" Bubbling with joy she hugged her friend before catching one of the mens comments and laughed.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva had also caught the man nearest to her's last statement and found herself giggling along with Avi.

"Thou shouldst be so fortunate." Rion goaded before he noted the way the women had begun to giggle.
"At least thy honesty amuses them."