01-10-2022, 09:42 PM
Salazar was relieved when the last of their quartet joined them. When Rowena made a comment about Godric's breath, he had to fight a smirk. Honestly, if the smell of alcohol on his breath was the worst they had to deal with (something easily solved), they were ahead of the game. At least Godric had shown up somewhat well dressed and lacking an outward injuries. Things could be much worse. Rowena simply solved the problem of his breath and then they were ready to go...with one exception. He looked down at the dog who was eagerly sniffing the three of them.
Over the years, he had come to accept that Rhiannon was Godric's closest companion - aside from the three of them. There was something about the dog that made Godric more at ease. Maybe the clownish dog helped keep the demons away. Or maybe she was reassuring in a way the others didn't understand. While it was understandable that Rowena was quite irritated with the whole event, Salazar simply accepted it as part of who his friend was - always on edge, on guard for the worst case scenario. Heaven knew with all the man had seen, it was hard to blame him. Luckily, the beast gave them only the shortest of sniffs before moving on to Helga, rightfully expecting the woman to have some sort of treat on her. Though she likely would not this time, it was a habit nevertheless. If people could not be blamed for habit, how could a simple animal with lesser brain capacity?
Hopefully she would be better behaved than usual with all the new people coming in. Rhiannon, like any dog, could be territorial as worst, curious at best. Salazar treated Godric with a look that said to keep the dog on as short a figurative leash as possible to keep her from scaring off their new students. His friend simply gave him a look that said 'trust me'.
With nothing else that could be done about the matter, Salazar turned his attention to the road stretched out before them with the hopes that their students would arrive soon before Godric and Rowena could get into any sort of argument. With the closer that the school's opening had gotten, the more easily they got on each other's nerves. At least, that was what it seemed like to him. Perhaps partial nervousness about the success of their endeavor and partial sexual tension, the latter of which everyone seemed to be able to see other than the pair themselves. Hopefully, once everyone became busy with the arrival and teaching of their new students, that would fall away in the interest of their new charges.
Over the years, he had come to accept that Rhiannon was Godric's closest companion - aside from the three of them. There was something about the dog that made Godric more at ease. Maybe the clownish dog helped keep the demons away. Or maybe she was reassuring in a way the others didn't understand. While it was understandable that Rowena was quite irritated with the whole event, Salazar simply accepted it as part of who his friend was - always on edge, on guard for the worst case scenario. Heaven knew with all the man had seen, it was hard to blame him. Luckily, the beast gave them only the shortest of sniffs before moving on to Helga, rightfully expecting the woman to have some sort of treat on her. Though she likely would not this time, it was a habit nevertheless. If people could not be blamed for habit, how could a simple animal with lesser brain capacity?
Hopefully she would be better behaved than usual with all the new people coming in. Rhiannon, like any dog, could be territorial as worst, curious at best. Salazar treated Godric with a look that said to keep the dog on as short a figurative leash as possible to keep her from scaring off their new students. His friend simply gave him a look that said 'trust me'.
With nothing else that could be done about the matter, Salazar turned his attention to the road stretched out before them with the hopes that their students would arrive soon before Godric and Rowena could get into any sort of argument. With the closer that the school's opening had gotten, the more easily they got on each other's nerves. At least, that was what it seemed like to him. Perhaps partial nervousness about the success of their endeavor and partial sexual tension, the latter of which everyone seemed to be able to see other than the pair themselves. Hopefully, once everyone became busy with the arrival and teaching of their new students, that would fall away in the interest of their new charges.
