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[Cole's status: Visible to Rosie, Asha, and Meili; memorable to Adira, Euriphuim, and Asha (the group around Adi will no longer recall seeing him with Rosie.)]

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"Visible" = seen, but unremembered. If you see Cole, he's like a fragment of a dream. Usually you can't see him unless there's a specific reason for your attention to focus on him. Ex: He's moving objects around or speaking with someone else.

"Memorable" = Unless you have spoken to me about a specific allowance, you will not remember past conversations, past meetings, nor seeing him. You will not remember Cole's name, nor his face. On occasion, it's like meeting someone new - again, and again.

If I've spoken to you about it, then some of you can able to recall his name, his appearance, or a quality about him. Some lucky few may even harbor brief, shallow memories of Cole.

The moment Adira entered the tent, Cole seemed to ease a bit. Eyes wide, he gazed at her for a few moments before lifting a pile of folded napkins and heading back to the table. Maybe ... it wasn't time to fade. The faun looked to Asha again, planning on returning to her after he'd finished his next task.

He tried his best to ignore the subtle attention that Bel gave him, feeling uneasy knowing he couldn't shake off the eyes of others so long as he involved himself with their lives. As he moved to set napkins at each place setting, Cole's ears perked in surprise. Scry was trying to bother the newcomer, and Rosie's expression was priceless.

For a moment, the faun nearly smiled. Then he took a hurried step back the moment Scry drifted to his side. Cole froze, becoming completely still. The book continued to linger. His breath quickened, and the faun backed away once again. He knew that Scry was relatively harmless - or so he assumed - but that didn't stop him from feeling alarmed. Though he wanted to be seen by others, Cole wasn't sure what to think of the intrusive gazes that were drawn to him the moment the glowing book highlighted his presence. Another step back made Cole bump into someone he'd accidentally gotten too close to.

The pale-haired youth ducked his head a bit, ears flattening meekly as Bel approached to pluck Scry from the air. Once the illusionist stole the sentient object away, Cole's ears slowly lifted. His gaze followed, and he muttered an apology to the person he'd bumped. His fidgeting hands returned to the task of placing napkins. Cole hurriedly finished before backing away from the table and the others, his anxiety heightening. The short youth ended up standing near Asha, though didn't ask if she needed anything. She'd put him to work if she needed - and if she saw him. If not, then he could drift off again.
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Drayth's mind dwelt on the mental game as he sat, falling still. His gaze left Nex at last as the boy headed toward the screen. Lavender eyes flickered over the rest of the tent, finally settling on the jar once again. There was so much complication in everything - it often took longer to think through a move than most considered necessary. It took a while for the mind to twist through the complexity of the game, then slowly and subconsciously see the simplicity that might have been over-thought.

When Nex returned to the main area of his tent, Drayth's gaze slowly lifted to him. His brows lifted slightly in mock amusement. "You aren't watching me squirm. You're witnessing me grow more comfortable." With a purposeful flash of fangs, the male prepared to stand. At that moment, however, the fortune teller leaned down toward him. Drayth's expression filled with more amusement at the other's touch, and an underlying annoyance followed.

"Indeed." At the pet name that Nex gave him, the illusionist chuckled. "You read deep into my questions. Don't forget to question any ulterior motives before making assumptions, seer." Though the words were true enough - Drayth was prideful in his skill. Too much reliance on his own web of lies could result in a collapse of the world around him. Pursuing the knowledge tooth and nail wasn't wise. Drayth chuckled again, listening to Nex move to the outside world. He stayed silent. Let the boy assume what he will.

Moments after Nex left, a hiss of movement followed. Loping past him went a black wolf, snapping at the fortune teller's hand in passing. "Knight to offense." It was a term that they'd used - they'd played their game so many times, that their games took a unique twist: some of the moves were "assumed" movements. In other words: they knew one another's phrases. Drayth took the initiative - he could win the game if he pushed and let his defense slip slightly.

Drayth arrived in the breakfast area moments later. His lavender eyes went to Klaus as he regained his elven form. Shadows and wisps flit about him as he inclined his head. "Fruit this morning?" Drayth's attention moved over the others in the tent, noting the naga twins with a flicker of distaste.