"I've never heard of a dragon that can't speak from the moment it hatches." Breena replies.

Cinder shakes his head.  "I kin break anything, but fixin iz arder.  Ta fix sometin I need ta know wat it shud be like.  An I don't know jack about dragon anatomy."

"Well, that makes sense. Not a lot of people know about dragon anatomy in my world, so I guess it would be far fetched to think that you would." She looks a bit down.

He shrugs, it wasn't a great concern.  If Parker was to be believed, and he had no reason to doubt the midget, then the dragon would grow into her voice.  "Ghatina, it be good of ya ta be concerned wit da baby dragon."

She looks around the room, looking a bit uncomfortable. "I have to admit I'm not always good at holding a conversation. Did you have any other questions for me?" She asks, changing the subject.

Cinder lets out a small laugh.  "Yeah ghatina, no worries.  We aint gotta talk bout nothin.  I think I might be headed outside, get me some air."  He stands up, picking up the massive gun and looping the strap over his shoulder.  As he moves past Breena, he pats her on the hip with another laugh.  "Ya got a cute tail."

"Well I might as well join you outside. Svargaerth is probably restless." She gives him a dubious look when he comments on her tail.

"You're odd, even for a human." She remarks.

Cinder laughs out loud as he starts to walk towards the door his face a mixture of mischief and humor.  "In all da worlds baby, der aint no one like me."

He moves to the door, opening it but stopping in the doorway, casting his eyes about outside.

<<<To The Porch>>>

Jonathan shrugged.  "No argument here, and I've met some damn strange ones."  He chuckled a little as he stood to follow them outside, having not much better to do.

--> To the Porch
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She stands up, waiting for Cinder to vacate the doorway. "Well, I've never met someone who wasn't an individual."

He glances over his shoulder. "Most people be drones.  Dey follow along and do as dey are told." 

<<<To Front Porch>>>

She sighs disapprovingly and follows Cinder out the door.

<<To the Front Porch>>

Kell woke up with a start.  Since his ankle felt better, he gathered his gear and headed out the door.

The main door of the tavern opens and two figures enter, one tall one and one short.
One a man in a plaid flannel shirt and a worn looking brown leather vest.
Then short person is a rabbit almost twice as tall as a normal rabbit, dressed in a wildly embroidered peasant shirt, strings of crystal beads each a different vivid color, he [the rabbit] also wore a vest a paisley brocade that was kind enough that it came to his knees.  As this escaped hallucination of a flower child turned and spoke to his human companion, the wavery almost heat haze beyond the door that had been fading. Rippled.
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   Jazz continues the conversation; "Okay Boss, but you see there are issues of scale when you make castle doll house."

Behind the pair the ripple growth and a gold and white glint begins to show in an unseen background ghosting with the forest seen through the haze.

Jazz continues as the pair continues to a table and pull out a finely carved wooden chair, and a lathed wooden highchair with a ladder built up the side.  As Jazz climbs in his seat he accepts the violet tinted glass bowl of carrot chips passed from the bar.
  "If the dolls are to small it isn't safe for the human kittens, if they're to big then how do parents store this massive castle doll house."
Both figures reach down and grab a hand full of the fried spiced and herbed morsals, each popping one in their mouth the conversation paused.

Suddenly the ripple surged, and Jack finally noticing the door beyond the door had not closed knitted his eyebrows in concern.
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Al; paused as he exited the wormhole working with the Angel-touched was hard enough when they wanted to work with you.  Looking around for the figure of the Rabbit, Al saw ears sticking up alertly, and facing in the direction of the wooden doorway the he just walked through.
     Alfredo walked quickly toward the table were the rabbit figure sat with a human wearing a black cowboy hat.. Alfredo suddenly realized this is a Bar..

"Super Bunny, if I may introduce myself I was assigned as your liaison officer with the Church-knights Order of the Three Princess.."

Al, pause as the small size of the Rabbit hit him. Looking at the man sitting across from the rabbit, the color of the mans hair and the look of consternation, changed Alfredo's paradigm.  "Oh.. Secret identify & Sidekick? But then why don't we ever see you Mister.. Little Rabbit?"
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Turning to look at Jack Buck, "Boss, I think they finally Caught up with You."
Turning back In turn, To the Man wearing Cereoplast ablative armour, a sonic disrupter rifle on a sling, with and odd ?sword hanging across his back" "High, My name is Jazz.. you don't see us at home because we don't want you too. Only the Great God Bunny knows what we will Do with you!"

Jack grimaces at the Oath, but says nothing.

Jazz shrugs and holds out his hand, "If you are going to introduce yourself you might want to tell us your.. Name?"
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"Oh.. Yes.. My apologies, my name is Sir Alfrod Halcostin, Knights Banneret". The man stretched out his hand while going down on one knee and shook Jazzes hand firmly.
"It is good to meet you Sir Jazz, the Order has worried about Super Bunny's support structure."
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Jack looked at the Church Knight, He seemed like an alright guy mostly BUT; "NO.. Okay you found me, I'll even let you know my Name.."
  Jack put out his hand, to take his turn at the formal ritual.

"My name is Jack Buck, farmer.. You can Call Me Bunny when I got long ears.  But I am no week end morn'n cartoon.  I am NOT Super Bunny."

Jazz Shook his head a moment his eyes appearing dazed; then they cleared "_{I swear something slipped by there}" he murmured to himself.
   Looking Up Jaz continues "I know you Guys are into the Super-hero Biz.. but why they think Bunny wants anything to do with the Three Princes.  He still has that warrant out for the murderers of those kidnappers?!"

  The Church Knight looks troubled but answers firmly "Well I understand.. that is a local issue.  We are not allowed to arrest on such, difficulties." The man shrugs his white armored shoulders.
  "The Church has not ruled 'Bunny'" He nods at Jack, "a Fallen Angel".

<=== [from the Porch]
   The door moves and a little figure slips through..
   ^{EEEEEEEeeeeeee..., JAZZ} If any of the people present have not heard a squealing Rabbit they just have.

   A pretty rabbit in a long dress, runs across the floor and throws herself into Jazz's paws his whiskers and hers catch as her head runs a swipe along his cheek. She turns to look at the two humans; "Hello Jack; I found what I was looking for."

Jack smiled down at the cuddling pair.
  "You found a mount?
    I was wondering how that would work?  But this IS a strange place."

   Jack glanced back at the Knight.. "So.. what do I do with you, let you follow me home and keep you like a pet?"

   Jazz At his massive mutant size.. for a rabbit anyway.. of almost three feet.
Hugs his quite normal sized sweet heart.
  Jazzes hippie like style of beads, and paisley print peasant shirt and ornate brocade long vest with assorted crystal buttons, contrasted with the dress of the much littler form.
  As she backed away while the little rabbit is dressed as a; nordic princess, down to glittering golden Torc, and sword.. though the anarchic fact it is an enameled and inlaid  rapier, and her chest covered with a bronze breast plate, doesn't change her mein as a warrior princess.

   The long vest and baggie trowes  hid most of the little she rabbits form as they hugged.
   As she backed away, Jaz waved to the white armoured form of the Church Knight; "This is Sir Alfred Halcostin, Knights Banneret liaison officer with the Church-knights Order of the Three Princes.. For Bunny."
  Jazz Shrugged; He is not one of those weyrd folks that you used to smell wandering through your enchanted forest.
   "He actually followed us through the warp-whole when Einstein triggered it."
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   The little Rabbit turns to face the Knight and as she goes into a rather Florid court bow.. what court Al.. has no clue.
   As it doesn't match any that his Etiquette masters taught him..
 he realizes that she seems, unlike the large minion or maybe sidekick rabbit called Jazz, who beyond his; mutated size, has opposable thumbs, and a few other odd details that nag at his rabbitness.
   For a talking princess of a rabbit, to be completely, physically, normal.. for a rabbit for a rabbit anyway.
  Even the rapier finds an explanation as the basket-hilted grip, appears to be designed to be 'Held' in a normal paw.

  Bowing his head slightly Al shifts the longarm energy weapon on his back. suddenly realizing that the subtle hum it makes is different, then normal.  But he responds to her bow with a Court bow from the Arch-dukes secular court branch.

 But remains silent as he doesn't even know the little creatures name.