Xaviers!

At a table in a corner of one of the less crowded bar rooms sat three sometimes dragons.

"I still can't believe you're my roommate's double," Drake said to Aiden after a swallow of his beer, "That's just freaky."

Gemma seems kind of listless at the moment, just listening to the conversation as she sips on some beer.

Drake Martin wrote:At a table in a corner of one of the less crowded bar rooms sat three sometimes dragons.

"I still can't believe you're my roommate's double," Drake said to Aiden after a swallow of his beer, "That's just freaky."

"And yet he is not a dragon. The universe is full of disappointments," Aiden said considering his drink more than consuming it.

"Yeah. Not nearly enough dragons," he agreed firmly.

"More than one can be too many depending on the circumstances."

Aiden nodded.

"A territorial dispute in the making, yes," Aiden said.

"In that case, I call dibs on the sky. All of it. It's mine now," he smirked.

"In the current situation? You're welcome to it."

"So!" he exclaimed, "Do either of you, well, hoard things?"

"I don't hoard things," Gemma says indignantly, "I collect. Maps, specifically."

"How can one hoard, my apologies collect just one thing?" Aiden asked with a smile. "My hoard is made up of antiques, suits of armor, books, firearms, wine and the like."

"Because one has a limited budget," Gemma says defensively.

"For me, the instinct to collect is there but it's mostly random junk so far."