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[Leif]

A. Salem Aarons

Aedan Varki was back in the United Kingdom. He was quite glad to be back at his home in Wales, he was quite glad to have his regular old bed again. However, he just wanted to stay in his bed and sleep just sleep the day away. He was still exhausted, his legs were sore from the hike. It was nothing worth of note. He would get over it, he just used his legs a lot more than he was used to in rough terrain. He carried quite a bit of weight when he was doing so, more so than he was used to in his job. But, Aedan was quite happy to be home. He took off on a flight three weeks ago to China a flight which he took Rory along with him. In China they had visited the gorgeous Hongcun Ancient Village just for one night before taking a portkey out toward the Mount Muyi, they spent a few weeks hiking through the mountains, taking in the sights and meeting with people who once worked with someone very close to him.

It was hard to see Daenerys' old colleagues and friends after so many years. Aedan had to fight back his emotions when one showed him a photograph of her. It was hard. But, needless to say he was quite glad to be back home, back to work. The night in Hungcun Ancient Village, the several days of camping in Muyi and even the night at Fenghuang were well worth the trip, well worth the sights. He had several photographs with him in work that day to spread about the office of his trip, so people wouldn't ask so many questions. To help keep further questions at bay he wrote on the back of each photograph what the scene was. His old mentor took one of the photographs and asked to keep it. It was a photograph of Aedan and his son Rory outside of Fenghuang next to a baby dragon. It was the only photograph of the two he had in the office. The rest of the photographs of Aedan and his son were with Rory, as Rory was taking them to show his grandmother and taking them to Charm School for the day. So the majority of photographs were of him, of Rory's uneven button snapping, cutting off the top of his head sometimes or side, many were just of the landscapes or of the dragons.

"You wouldn't believe it," Aedan spoke aloud to one of his coworkers. He had just spoken the story of meeting an old boyfriend of Daenerys, back at Hogwarts... Many years before. "They named one of the newborns after her. Gorgeous beast she is, though, quite feisty. I bet she has Dany's death glare." Aedan joked as he returned to his desk to be pulled aside by one of his bosses. He listened to the words and nodded his head, not saying anything. He walked across the room and stopped by a young woman, whom looked strangely familiar. "Weasley!" he spoke up loudly. "So, you want to join our ranks? Miss Dominique Weasley? We've had a great deal of Weasley's walk through these doors, it's always great to see another."

He gave a firm smile and held out his hand, waiting for the girl to shake it. He wanted to see how she shook his hand. It meant something to Aedan. "You're a veela." Aedan stated plainly, his firm smile still on his face, he didn't even blink at the girl. "About damn time we have another damn veela in these ranks."

[Leif]

Aedan Varki was back in the United Kingdom. He was quite glad to be back at his home in Wales, he was quite glad to have his regular old bed again. However, he just wanted to stay in his bed and sleep just sleep the day away. He was still exhausted, his legs were sore from the hike. It was nothing worth of note. He would get over it, he just used his legs a lot more than he was used to in rough terrain. He carried quite a bit of weight when he was doing so, more so than he was used to in his job. But, Aedan was quite happy to be home. He took off on a flight three weeks ago to China a flight which he took Rory along with him. In China they had visited the gorgeous Hongcun Ancient Village just for one night before taking a portkey out toward the Mount Muyi, they spent a few weeks hiking through the mountains, taking in the sights and meeting with people who once worked with someone very close to him.

It was hard to see Daenerys' old colleagues and friends after so many years. Aedan had to fight back his emotions when one showed him a photograph of her. It was hard. But, needless to say he was quite glad to be back home, back to work. The night in Hungcun Ancient Village, the several days of camping in Muyi and even the night at Fenghuang were well worth the trip, well worth the sights. He had several photographs with him in work that day to spread about the office of his trip, so people wouldn't ask so many questions. To help keep further questions at bay he wrote on the back of each photograph what the scene was. His old mentor took one of the photographs and asked to keep it. It was a photograph of Aedan and his son Rory outside of Fenghuang next to a baby dragon. It was the only photograph of the two he had in the office. The rest of the photographs of Aedan and his son were with Rory, as Rory was taking them to show his grandmother and taking them to Charm School for the day. So the majority of photographs were of him, of Rory's uneven button snapping, cutting off the top of his head sometimes or side, many were just of the landscapes or of the dragons.

"You wouldn't believe it," Aedan spoke aloud to one of his coworkers. He had just spoken the story of meeting an old boyfriend of Daenerys, back at Hogwarts... Many years before. "They named one of the newborns after her. Gorgeous beast she is, though, quite feisty. I bet she has Dany's death glare." Aedan joked as he returned to his desk to be pulled aside by one of his bosses. He listened to the words and nodded his head, not saying anything. He walked across the room and stopped by a young woman, whom looked strangely familiar. "Weasley!" he spoke up loudly. "So, you want to join our ranks? Miss Dominique Weasley? We've had a great deal of Weasley's walk through these doors, it's always great to see another."

He gave a firm smile and held out his hand, waiting for the girl to shake it. He wanted to see how she shook his hand. It meant something to Aedan. "You're a veela." Aedan stated plainly, his firm smile still on his face, he didn't even blink at the girl. "About damn time we have another damn veela in these ranks."

[Leif]

Aedan Varki was back in the United Kingdom. He was quite glad to be back at his home in Wales, he was quite glad to have his regular old bed again. However, he just wanted to stay in his bed and sleep just sleep the day away. He was still exhausted, his legs were sore from the hike. It was nothing worth of note. He would get over it, he just used his legs a lot more than he was used to in rough terrain. He carried quite a bit of weight when he was doing so, more so than he was used to in his job. But, Aedan was quite happy to be home. He took off on a flight three weeks ago to China a flight which he took Rory along with him. In China they had visited the gorgeous Hongcun Ancient Village just for one night before taking a portkey out toward the Mount Muyi, they spent a few weeks hiking through the mountains, taking in the sights and meeting with people who once worked with someone very close to him.

It was hard to see Daenerys' old colleagues and friends after so many years. Aedan had to fight back his emotions when one showed him a photograph of her. It was hard. But, needless to say he was quite glad to be back home, back to work. The night in Hungcun Ancient Village, the several days of camping in Muyi and even the night at Fenghuang were well worth the trip, well worth the sights. He had several photographs with him in work that day to spread about the office of his trip, so people wouldn't ask so many questions. To help keep further questions at bay he wrote on the back of each photograph what the scene was. His old mentor took one of the photographs and asked to keep it. It was a photograph of Aedan and his son Rory outside of Fenghuang next to a baby dragon. It was the only photograph of the two he had in the office. The rest of the photographs of Aedan and his son were with Rory, as Rory was taking them to show his grandmother and taking them to Charm School for the day. So the majority of photographs were of him, of Rory's uneven button snapping, cutting off the top of his head sometimes or side, many were just of the landscapes or of the dragons.

"You wouldn't believe it," Aedan spoke aloud to one of his coworkers. He had just spoken the story of meeting an old boyfriend of Daenerys, back at Hogwarts... Many years before. "They named one of the newborns after her. Gorgeous beast she is, though, quite feisty. I bet she has Dany's death glare." Aedan joked as he returned to his desk to be pulled aside by one of his bosses. He listened to the words and nodded his head, not saying anything. He walked across the room and stopped by a young woman, whom looked strangely familiar. "Weasley!" he spoke up loudly. "So, you want to join our ranks? Miss Dominique Weasley? We've had a great deal of Weasley's walk through these doors, it's always great to see another."

He gave a firm smile and held out his hand, waiting for the girl to shake it. He wanted to see how she shook his hand. It meant something to Aedan. "You're a veela." Aedan stated plainly, his firm smile still on his face, he didn't even blink at the girl. "About damn time we have another damn veela in these ranks."

"Daenerys," Aedan spoke up, lifting up his arm softly. He held it out to the purple dragon's scales as several dragon trainers watched him closely. Aedan was choking up when looking at the gorgeous dragon, a dragon that was the last act of Daenerys Lloyd, the real mother of Rory. "Dad!" Rory spoke up waving his arm up in the air trying to get his dad's attention, he was jumping and tugging on Aedan's shirt. "Rory," Aedan spoke softly moving up to touch the dragon's snout carefully and slowly. He dropped his hand and grabbed Rory's right hand and lifted it up to touch the neck of the dragon, guiding it slowly. "Softly son, don't startle her."

Rory pulled his hand away after a few seconds, not getting the appeal of touching the dragon. He just wanted to ride the dragon, watch it breathe fire, do action. Not pet it, he didn't know the story behind the gorgeous purple dragon. "Dad? Why are you going to cry?" Aedan hadn't notice his face was being torn with emotions, emotions he thought he was long over, emotions he thought he buried. He rolled his shoulders fighting them back, subduing them and turned to face Rory. He dropped to his knees to get on Rory's level and looked directly at him. "Rory. You know how people call me Aedan? Not dad? I'm dad only to you? Well, your mom, she was Daenerys." Aedan spoke softly, hoping his son understood the name, wondering if Rory could make the connection.

"That's the dragon's name!" Rory exclaimed pointing straight at the dragon a foot away from them, the calm dragon, one of the calmer breeds, but still a dangerous breed hence there were several dragon trainers and researchers watching them. "You get your love of dragons from your mother." Aedan glanced back at the gorgeous purple dragon that exhaled through its nostrils, steam erupted. He could feel the heat. "This dragon, Aedan is your age. The egg was laid on your birthday. You two were on the same day, did you know that? Your mom was so excited about it, she couldn't wait to meet this dragon, one of the first of her breed in a great many years," Aedan paused again. He clamped up, the emotions he was fighting surfaced again.

With a sharp inhale he begun speaking again, "Right before mom died, she watched this dragon hatch, finally, it nearly died. Your mom fought hard to save her. But, after the accident, they named the dragon in honor of mom." Aedan stopped speaking, not wanting to remember the details around the death of his best friend. "Mommy?" Rory spoke looking at the dragon holding his hand out again. Aedan placed his hand on his son's shoulder and stood back up. "Your mom was an amazing woman, son. I'm just sorry I never told her, I loved her."

[Leif]

Aedan Varki was back in the United Kingdom. He was quite glad to be back at his home in Wales, he was quite glad to have his regular old bed again. However, he just wanted to stay in his bed and sleep just sleep the day away. He was still exhausted, his legs were sore from the hike. It was nothing worth of note. He would get over it, he just used his legs a lot more than he was used to in rough terrain. He carried quite a bit of weight when he was doing so, more so than he was used to in his job. But, Aedan was quite happy to be home. He took off on a flight three weeks ago to China a flight which he took Rory along with him. In China they had visited the gorgeous Hongcun Ancient Village just for one night before taking a portkey out toward the Mount Muyi, they spent a few weeks hiking through the mountains, taking in the sights and meeting with people who once worked with someone very close to him.

It was hard to see Daenerys' old colleagues and friends after so many years. Aedan had to fight back his emotions when one showed him a photograph of her. It was hard. But, needless to say he was quite glad to be back home, back to work. The night in Hungcun Ancient Village, the several days of camping in Muyi and even the night at Fenghuang were well worth the trip, well worth the sights. He had several photographs with him in work that day to spread about the office of his trip, so people wouldn't ask so many questions. To help keep further questions at bay he wrote on the back of each photograph what the scene was. His old mentor took one of the photographs and asked to keep it. It was a photograph of Aedan and his son Rory outside of Fenghuang next to a baby dragon. It was the only photograph of the two he had in the office. The rest of the photographs of Aedan and his son were with Rory, as Rory was taking them to show his grandmother and taking them to Charm School for the day. So the majority of photographs were of him, of Rory's uneven button snapping, cutting off the top of his head sometimes or side, many were just of the landscapes or of the dragons.

"You wouldn't believe it," Aedan spoke aloud to one of his coworkers. He had just spoken the story of meeting an old boyfriend of Daenerys, back at Hogwarts... Many years before. "They named one of the newborns after her. Gorgeous beast she is, though, quite feisty. I bet she has Dany's death glare." Aedan joked as he returned to his desk to be pulled aside by one of his bosses. He listened to the words and nodded his head, not saying anything. He walked across the room and stopped by a young woman, whom looked strangely familiar. "Weasley!" he spoke up loudly. "So, you want to join our ranks? Miss Dominique Weasley? We've had a great deal of Weasley's walk through these doors, it's always great to see another."

He gave a firm smile and held out his hand, waiting for the girl to shake it. He wanted to see how she shook his hand. It meant something to Aedan. "You're a veela." Aedan stated plainly, his firm smile still on his face, he didn't even blink at the girl. "About damn time we have another damn veela in these ranks."

"Daenerys," Aedan spoke up, lifting up his arm softly. He held it out to the purple dragon's scales as several dragon trainers watched him closely. Aedan was choking up when looking at the gorgeous dragon, a dragon that was the last act of Daenerys Lloyd, the real mother of Rory. "Dad!" Rory spoke up waving his arm up in the air trying to get his dad's attention, he was jumping and tugging on Aedan's shirt. "Rory," Aedan spoke softly moving up to touch the dragon's snout carefully and slowly. He dropped his hand and grabbed Rory's right hand and lifted it up to touch the neck of the dragon, guiding it slowly. "Softly son, don't startle her."

Rory pulled his hand away after a few seconds, not getting the appeal of touching the dragon. He just wanted to ride the dragon, watch it breathe fire, do action. Not pet it, he didn't know the story behind the gorgeous purple dragon. "Dad? Why are you going to cry?" Aedan hadn't notice his face was being torn with emotions, emotions he thought he was long over, emotions he thought he buried. He rolled his shoulders fighting them back, subduing them and turned to face Rory. He dropped to his knees to get on Rory's level and looked directly at him. "Rory. You know how people call me Aedan? Not dad? I'm dad only to you? Well, your mom, she was Daenerys." Aedan spoke softly, hoping his son understood the name, wondering if Rory could make the connection.

"That's the dragon's name!" Rory exclaimed pointing straight at the dragon a foot away from them, the calm dragon, one of the calmer breeds, but still a dangerous breed hence there were several dragon trainers and researchers watching them. "You get your love of dragons from your mother." Aedan glanced back at the gorgeous purple dragon that exhaled through its nostrils, steam erupted. He could feel the heat. "This dragon, Aedan is your age. The egg was laid on your birthday. You two were on the same day, did you know that? Your mom was so excited about it, she couldn't wait to meet this dragon, one of the first of her breed in a great many years," Aedan paused again. He clamped up, the emotions he was fighting surfaced again.

With a sharp inhale he begun speaking again, "Right before mom died, she watched this dragon hatch, finally, it nearly died. Your mom fought hard to save her. But, after the accident, they named the dragon in honor of mom." Aedan stopped speaking, not wanting to remember the details around the death of his best friend. "Mommy?" Rory spoke looking at the dragon holding his hand out again. Aedan placed his hand on his son's shoulder and stood back up. "Your mom was an amazing woman, son. I'm just sorry I never told her, I loved her."

[Leif]

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Aedan Varki was back in the United Kingdom. He was quite glad to be back at his home in Wales, he was quite glad to have his regular old bed again. However, he just wanted to stay in his bed and sleep just sleep the day away. He was still exhausted, his legs were sore from the hike. It was nothing worth of note. He would get over it, he just used his legs a lot more than he was used to in rough terrain. He carried quite a bit of weight when he was doing so, more so than he was used to in his job. But, Aedan was quite happy to be home. He took off on a flight three weeks ago to China a flight which he took Rory along with him. In China they had visited the gorgeous Hongcun Ancient Village just for one night before taking a portkey out toward the Mount Muyi, they spent a few weeks hiking through the mountains, taking in the sights and meeting with people who once worked with someone very close to him.

It was hard to see Daenerys' old colleagues and friends after so many years. Aedan had to fight back his emotions when one showed him a photograph of her. It was hard. But, needless to say he was quite glad to be back home, back to work. The night in Hungcun Ancient Village, the several days of camping in Muyi and even the night at Fenghuang were well worth the trip, well worth the sights. He had several photographs with him in work that day to spread about the office of his trip, so people wouldn't ask so many questions. To help keep further questions at bay he wrote on the back of each photograph what the scene was. His old mentor took one of the photographs and asked to keep it. It was a photograph of Aedan and his son Rory outside of Fenghuang next to a baby dragon. It was the only photograph of the two he had in the office. The rest of the photographs of Aedan and his son were with Rory, as Rory was taking them to show his grandmother and taking them to Charm School for the day. So the majority of photographs were of him, of Rory's uneven button snapping, cutting off the top of his head sometimes or side, many were just of the landscapes or of the dragons. His eyes slid close, events from the trip in China came back to him at the mere mention of the dragon in one of the photos in the passing.

"You wouldn't believe it," Aedan spoke aloud to one of his coworkers. He had just spoken the story of meeting an old boyfriend of Daenerys, back at Hogwarts... Many years before. "They named one of the newborns after her. Gorgeous beast she is, though, quite feisty. I bet she has Dany's death glare." Aedan joked as he returned to his desk to be pulled aside by one of his bosses. He listened to the words and nodded his head, not saying anything. He walked across the room and stopped by a young woman, whom looked strangely familiar. "Weasley!" he spoke up loudly. "So, you want to join our ranks? Miss Dominique Weasley? We've had a great deal of Weasley's walk through these doors, it's always great to see another."

He gave a firm smile and held out his hand, waiting for the girl to shake it. He wanted to see how she shook his hand. It meant something to Aedan. "You're a veela." Aedan stated plainly, his firm smile still on his face, he didn't even blink at the girl. "About damn time we have another damn veela in these ranks."

"Daenerys," Aedan spoke up, lifting up his arm softly. He held it out to the purple dragon's scales as several dragon trainers watched him closely. Aedan was choking up when looking at the gorgeous dragon, a dragon that was the last act of Daenerys Lloyd, the real mother of Rory. "Dad!" Rory spoke up waving his arm up in the air trying to get his dad's attention, he was jumping and tugging on Aedan's shirt. "Rory," Aedan spoke softly moving up to touch the dragon's snout carefully and slowly. He dropped his hand and grabbed Rory's right hand and lifted it up to touch the neck of the dragon, guiding it slowly. "Softly son, don't startle her."

Rory pulled his hand away after a few seconds, not getting the appeal of touching the dragon. He just wanted to ride the dragon, watch it breathe fire, do action. Not pet it, he didn't know the story behind the gorgeous purple dragon. "Dad? Why are you going to cry?" Aedan hadn't notice his face was being torn with emotions, emotions he thought he was long over, emotions he thought he buried. He rolled his shoulders fighting them back, subduing them and turned to face Rory. He dropped to his knees to get on Rory's level and looked directly at him. "Rory. You know how people call me Aedan? Not dad? I'm dad only to you? Well, your mom, she was Daenerys." Aedan spoke softly, hoping his son understood the name, wondering if Rory could make the connection.

"That's the dragon's name!" Rory exclaimed pointing straight at the dragon a foot away from them, the calm dragon, one of the calmer breeds, but still a dangerous breed hence there were several dragon trainers and researchers watching them. "You get your love of dragons from your mother." Aedan glanced back at the gorgeous purple dragon that exhaled through its nostrils, steam erupted. He could feel the heat. "This dragon, Aedan is your age. The egg was laid on your birthday. You two were on the same day, did you know that? Your mom was so excited about it, she couldn't wait to meet this dragon, one of the first of her breed in a great many years," Aedan paused again. He clamped up, the emotions he was fighting surfaced again.

With a sharp inhale he begun speaking again, "Right before mom died, she watched this dragon hatch, finally, it nearly died. Your mom fought hard to save her. But, after the accident, they named the dragon in honor of mom." Aedan stopped speaking, not wanting to remember the details around the death of his best friend. "Mommy?" Rory spoke looking at the dragon holding his hand out again. Aedan placed his hand on his son's shoulder and stood back up. "Your mom was an amazing woman, son. I'm just sorry I never told her, I loved her."

aedan's flashbacks are crucial to the character and his backstory, they are optional reads and are what he's remembering inside of the primary post.

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