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Old 01-30-2014, 07:12 AM

When the young man looked up at him Rhyce was startled at the color that reflected back at him from the dark skin of him. when he had first seen him he had thought that he was a human with no elven ancestry, yet those eyes... Then the thought of technology and what it could do now made him smile. little of his emotions played acrossed his face, long training had seen to that. As his attention returned to the screen Rhyce took a closer look at him. without using a spell to check he could not tell if this young man was pure blood human but if he was part it was a small part. His skin was darker then most any of the elves had within the main head quarters of the Family so he was exotic. His hair was beyond a mess but with time it could be fixed. With each twitch of his finger Rhyce felt like he was wasting away with time. an odd feeling, to see a human start to age like this so quickly in front of you. He waited for the reply that he could see would be coming from this human, unmoving and still.

"It does look to be top notch, nothing like it is in Tygenn Rose's collection." His voice was quite, just loud enough that Alistair could hear but that no one else would hear. "wanted to know what was out there I did." he would have said more but the young man was called up for his drink. as he stood Rhyce hoped he would leave his computer there at the table so he could get a look at it while he was gone but then he took it with him.

one can not get what ever one wants remember Rhyce. he said to himself as he lean back in his chair and took a sip of his tea. He wondered if the young man had noticed his accent, the way he messed up the spoken English. he was better then most of his year mates yet he knew he still had to get better. maybe this guy would want to talk more about computers and would help him learn to speak properly. his father had gotten away with his broken English with the excuse of being an immigrant but that was not going to last to much longer. Soon any elf dealing with the human world was going to have to know English like a native speaker.

The question the young man asked when he returned surprised Rhyce enough that it showed slightly on his face. "These old things?" he said as he held out the Rose Bud's "just as good as these it is." He flipped them over and tapped in the reset code. "trade you, a look at you OS for these?"