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-=Guess who pops up on the PCDs in the pre-dawn light! He's dirty with what looks like reddish-brown mud, still mostly naked, and looks positively exhausted. There are fresh, thin, red lines down the insides of his forearms, but they look more like red marker lines than what they really were. Hawke's lockjaw has become a beast of burden and is hauling not only Hawke's gear, but some animals that have been hunted.=-

-=Hawke speaks something in his own language, not caring that the musical lilt won't be understood by people here. And then a moment later he gives a loose translation.=-

I am home. I have brought meat, but I do not have the strength to finish preparing it. And I would need a bath, first.

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[Tybalt edged away as the beast shifted, keeping the distance between them the same. He answers the lizard's rumble with a low growl of his own, his hand shifting towards his belt knife almost unconsciously. Just as a precaution. ]

You'll let my cousin out of there. [He was not one to usually talk to animals, but he had just realized that Juliet was in there, out of his sight with that man.</small]

It is the nature of my magic. I control blood. -=He does not find anything strange with this, but he pouts at Juliet's nervousness.=- It does not harm me.

-=As much as he wishes she could join him...=- I will go to the hot springs to clean. I would wish your help, but Tybalt would not approve?

-=The lockjaw stiffens once he notices the threatening manner the other human is in. The haunch is forgotten as he remains in that almost lounging position, lips pulling back into a wiiiide smile that shows sharp, deadly teeth. There's no growl this time as he clicks those tiny teeth together in a chattering sound.=-

[She nods, even though she doesn't entirely understand. She'll take him at his word.]

If you are safe, then that is what matters.

[She shakes her head sadly.]

He would not approve. But perhaps he will let me at least walk with you. I know not. I do not wish to leave you when you are so tired.

[She slips past him then, giving him one more longing glance before she steps outside, carrying her bundle of knives, and has to side-step the back-end of Hawke's creature. She hears it chattering, and smiles at it as she hands Tybalt the bundle of knives.]

I think he likes you, cos. My sparrow chirped when it was happy.

[Juliet's arrival breaks his posturing with the animal, and he looks up at her with something very close to disbelief.]

I some how doubt it is quite that friendly.

[But he takes the knives from her and eyes the carcases. Damned if he's going to let some hopped-up lizard stop him from doing what he'd agreed to do.]

You should go home.

-=He can't say anything about being able to walk on his own. He's not certain if he can, or should, but cleaning is important.=-

-=He hears the chatter though, and Hawke follows Juliet quickly after, giving the lockjaw a worried glance as he moves towards the beast.=- Tybalt is friend, [Darkling]. He means no harm. -=But he glances over to the other man. For these creatures, a growl is good and the chatter is a warning.=-

[She steps back as Tybalt begins his work, looking over the creature instead. She never has gotten a proper look at him before, and while she will admit he is intimidating, she does not believe he could harm them.]

I am certain it is friendly. Hawke would not keep it were it unfriendly.

[She's still smart enough to keep a healthy distance from it's jaws, though, just in case. At Tybalt's next words, she looks to him, eyes wide. Going home is the last thing she wants to do.]

Unaccompanied? When it is still early enough that the rabbits and hellcats might not have hidden away for the day?

[She turns her attention, hearing Hawke speak in the strange tongue he uses with the animal.]

He seems to have taken a liking to Tybalt.

[He gives a derisive snort at Juliet's last comment and turns he attention to dressing the carcasses.]

Fine. Then find somewhere in sight and make yourself comfortable. This won't take long.

Hmmm.... -=He gives the lockjaw a scritch behind that crest plate and it growls again, closing his eyes in bliss.=-

Mayhaps. He can be very protective.

-=The animal looks like a long muzzled lizard with a large, compact body and a long tail that slides about lazily.=-

[She would take offense at his tone, but she doesn't wish to be ordered home, so she nods, choosing to go and stand nearer Hawke. He did not, after all, say in whose sight she had to stay. And she smiles, seeing him with his creature.]

Does it have a name, Hawke, your protective friend?

[Tybalt rolls his eyes, but sets to work, pointedly ignoring both Hawke and the lizard. It's been a while since he's had to dress a kill - hunting outside Verona was a rare treat, and even on those occasions there had been servants to do the bulk of the messy work. But pride and a general idea is enough to let him do it decent enough.]

-=Hawke is no expert with dressing. At least he doesn't think so. After all, his filets are not as uniform as Sohl's are. But he has practice under his belt.=-

His name is [Darkling]. -=He pronounces the lockjaw's name distinctly.=- It means 'dark scales' in human speak. -=And in turn the animal shifts to go and sniff Juliet thoroughly.=-

[She tries her best to repeat the name, and greets it when it turns its attention to her. If she thinks of it like a horse, or a large dog, it is not as frightening.]

Is he a sort of dragon? Or a - [What was the animal about which the archangel Michael had told her? Oh, yes!] a dinosaur?

It is a fitting name. I hope that I may think of a name equally fitting when my kitten is weaned and able to leave Kirara.

[Her smile falters, thinking of Kirara's mistress. That the woman she considered her sister was unhappy with her actions bothered her still.]

[He was right about it not taking long, but it is messy, and he feels totally gross by the time it is done. And it's only made worse by how chummy his dear cousin seems to be with that man. ]

You'll need to do something to preserve the meat or you're have maggots and flies in days. Come on Juliet, I need a bath.

-=He catches the smile but doesn't have a moment to ask.=-

You do not wish any of it?

-=He'll ignore the curt manner Tybalt's handling things.=-

[She bites back a sigh. She knows that tone all too well. But she will not let him dictate the terms of their leaving.]

That is a most kind offer, Hawke. Is it not, dear cos?

[She glances at the other man before moving to her cousin's side. She lifts her hand to take his arm, then notices exactly how messy he's gotten and lowers it to her side.]

It seems you both need baths this morning, gentlemen. You will be all right on your way to the hot springs, Hawke?

We have limited storage for such things. But I will take some.

[He picks up a decently sized haunch]

Thank you. [grudgingly]

Drying will help.

-=And then a smile after bowing again. Politeness is paramount, especially with this man.=-

I have more cleanser. The hot springs is large if you need to wash.

-=The more the merrier according to Hawke!=-

It will make a fine roast for dinner tonight, thank you.

[She curtsies, a formal curtsy, but she grins at him when Tybalt can't see her.]

You could go, cos, if you like. I can tell you the directions once I am safely home. I have been there before, with Sango and Kagome.

[He gives the other man a very slight bow and shoulders the haunch. The last thing he wants is to bath with that man. But there are limits to even his brusqueness.]

I will be fine. I would prefer to bathe at home. And I do not wish to leave my cos alone.

I did not know you had hot water. -=But it's family bonding time!=-

I will send you with some of this cleanser. It is very good after slaughter.

-=He needs to go back inside anyway to get his own supplies.=-

We heat it as we do at home, over the fire. And then fill the tub with it before it grows too cool.

[Lukewarm baths were better than cold baths, after all. SHe curtsies.]

That is most kind of you, Hawke. We shall wait a moment for you to fetch it, will we not, Tybalt?

[Her face is the picture of innocence when she looks up at her cousin.]

[Tybalt wishes none of your bonding, sir.]

I'm washing up, not intending to soak. The fire will heat it well enough.

[A sigh]

We'll wait.

-=Tybalt's loss. It'd really loosen him up, Hawke's certain of it.=-

I will return. -=So he ducks back into the home, keeping the lockjaw outside. Said lockjaw continues to sniff Juliet with huffing noises, tail tip waving lazily back and forth.=-

[With its tail waving, the creature reminds her more of a very large dog. She gives it a warm smile before turning to her cousin.]

Thank you, cos, for getting up so early and helping. I am glad we were able to be of help.

[She stands up on tip-toe and leans over, avoiding the mess on his clothing, and gives him a light kiss on the cheek.]

We shall have a fine roast this evening. And eggs when we return home. And I shall start heating water right away for you.

[Tybalt has no desire to 'loosen up', especially around Hawke. He does however, react well to being placated by Juliet, even if he is aware that's what she's doing. The kiss doesn't hurt either]

You said you needed help with something. [He pats her arm lightly] You know I'm always willing to help you. Just... next time let me wake up a bit first?

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