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[Alcuin's grateful for one of the powers he inherited from his mother, for once- at least he doesn't have to show the whole camp how hard he's been crying. He looks as pretty as ever, but his aura of calm and happiness has been replaced by one of intense purpose.]

I need to learn to fight better than I do. Sword, dagger, bow and arrow, hand to hand- I need to improve my skills. Would anyone be willing to tutor me? I'll owe you a big favour.

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[He sighs and looks away, fighting to keep his voice steady.]

I learned that the Red Room killed my... they killed someone close to me. I want to be able to fight the next time we face them.

[Daenerys gives a little nod, frowning when she sees him get choked up. She knows the Red Room was a large threat, but it seems they are even more ruthless than she'd imagined - all this for the sake of raising Gaea?]

I will stand with you. They must pay for what they've done to you - to all of us.

I intend to make them pay. I won't let them win, not ever.

[He'll find a way to destroy them and he'll take it, no matter what it costs him.]

[That gets her to smile a little bit. Daenerys admires that sort of determination.

Still, another thought crosses her mind, and her hand instinctively goes to the whip at her hips.]

It's quite frustrating that we're stuck in camp, though. We should be out in the mortal world, finding each member of the group and cutting them down.

I'm not sure cutting off the branches will do much good. We need to find the root and rip it out of the rotten earth it's growing from.

[He appreciates her agreement, though. And her frustration with not being out in the world doing something.]

Though finding a few at first and getting information might be a start.

Considering Gaea is the rotten earth...I'd say that's the wisest path.

[She gets an idea, though, and moves to stand.]

The Athena cabin may not have books on the Red Room itself...but it could have important documents on Gaea and her own children. Perhaps if we read them...we might be led to more clues about those who may be plotting our demise.

I have to go back to our house. There are books and charts there that might be useful too- he was a son of Athena.

[He has to talk to Chiron about that. Delaunay asked him to do it.]

[That gets a wider smile out of her.]

That's good thinking on both your parts. Perhaps we would make it into an official quest.

I'd want to accompany you, if you'd allow it.

Yes. I'll talk to Chiron...

[He wonders if it's a quest if he knows exactly where they're going, but any foray into the outside world might be dangerous enough to count.]

I'd appreciate that, as I can't go to the Big House any more.

[She doesn't regret the punishment for a second, though. Her dragons are worth the knockback from the invisible force guarding it from her.]

I can't sit by idly any longer on this. It is time to take action, especially since...now we've found they will kill those who are long gone from this camp.

That means demigods who haven't found their way here are in danger as well as those who have left. We need to end this.

[He clenches his fists. He's not trained yet, but he'll get better. He'll be able to fight.]

And it isn't only them, any more. It's their satyrs, the Protectors who lead them, and - no, it isn't just that, either. The Egyptians who travel here, and even the Norse gods, who seem so lost and have less to go by than us...

[Her eyebrows are furrowed, and the black dragon on her shoulder blows smoke from his nostrils - he can tell his mother is annoyed. Just speaking about this situation gets her angry, and her skin's feeling hot...]

Everyone and everything is at risk and we are just sitting here.

[It makes him want to scream. He doesn't though, he has better control than that.]

It's...it's completely unjust, is what this is.

[Her hand begins to smoke, but she hasn't noticed it quite yet. Drogon, though, has, and actually crawls down her shoulder to her arm, sensing the heat.]

We aren't even allowed to leave with a satyr, of all things.

Chiron will have to see reason.

[Or he's willing to try charmspeaking him if he must. He isn't going to let anything stop him.

He catches sight of her arm and double-takes.]

Daenerys, your hand...

[It's a split second between the moment her hand bursts into flame and the moment he says that - she realizes it, and gasps. She almost screams, but she catches herself. She doesn't want to draw much attention to herself, but she does drop to the floor and start rolling, in an effort to put the flames out.]

Daenerys!

[He tries to see something around her that she could use to smother or douse the fire, but he has no idea what the hell is going on the first place.]

[After a bit more rolling, she manages to get herself up, running a hand through her now-mussed hair. She'll need to rebraid it. Her eyes are wide, but she's trying to regain composure.]

...yes, Alcuin?

Are you all right? What happened?

[Her hand doesn't look burned, but- it was definitely on fire.]

I'm quite fine.

[She lets out a shaky breath, and Drogon curls up near her still-warm hand.]

Please...do not tell anyone of what's just happened.

I won't. You have my word.

[Now that he knows she's all right, he relaxes.]

[She gives him a soft smile - she doesn't see so much of Viserys in Alcuin anymore, despite the striking similarities in appearance. Viserys is hard, cruel, unjust...but Alcuin is much softer, and there's no bite in his eyes.]

I'll hold you to it. It's my secret to bear, and I'm sorry you had to experience it.

I was only worried you might have been hurt.

[Everyone has difficult powers to deal with- charmspeak and the ability to control desire are no game, after all. Who could trust someone with those? So he understand wanting to keep it quiet and not bothering anyone else with it.]

That's nonsense. Fire cannot kill a dragon.

[She holds up her completely unscathed hand to Alcuin. At the very least, that's a part of the Blessing she's proud of.]

I can see that. I'm glad.

[There are so many ways that could be useful, but he's sure she's thought of them.]

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