[color=9e0b0f][center][h2]Suleykaar[/h2][/center][/color]

[color=ed1c24]"She is isn't she? I see why he would want her killed Oliver...She's hiding something and I do intend on fining out what it is...[/color] This time he gave Oliver a more tan mechievious grin with a gaze to match before snorting out a bit of smoke with his expression returning to that of a more neutral one. [color=ed1c24]"But in due time."[/color] He leaned back in his chair and turned to Kiara with a wink.

A few mintues passed before an announcement was made about a ball that would be held in two weeks time. Suleykaar simply rolled his eyes and shook his head. [color=ed1c24]"Humans and creatures alike have balls, hm? Hopefully they are better than the ones I've seen in the human realm. Nothing short of one step mixed in with a few twirls to some string and some simple drums but that was long ago... Now its more with human technology; technological basslines, snares, and other weird noises, a lot of what humans described as [i]dubstep[/i]. Apparently a man who goes by the moniker "Skrillex was big for sometime but it seems his artistry has somewhat faded into the background due to the rise of...I think it wa called "hip-hop"...Sounds more like rabbits jumping around."[/color] He chuckled to himself. [color=ed1c24]"I wonder what's in store for us, hm?"[/color] As he thought about it he frowned, his eyes closed with a slight vein popping out. [color=ed1c24]"If this school plays that infernal Monster Mash song I will burn this place down and piss on its ashes...Wretched humans mocking what they believe are myths and legends and yet the proof is right there in front of them...[/color] The last part he mumbled as Kiara had squeaked at the idea of a ball.

When she turned to her roommate he gave a rather puzzled look. [color=ed1c24]"A member of the Unseelie court doesn't know how to dress for such an occasion? That's quite amusing."[/color] He went to open his mouth to say another witty and somewhat condescending remark until he turned his attention to Oliver and Alice. [color=ed1c24]"Actually with that being said have you two figured out what your going to where? Nevermind...I'll make sure that you are dressed properly. No business partner of mine will where some two-bit manufactured suit or dress. I'll ave that taken care of."[/color] He pulled out his phone and pressed one before putting it on speaker.

"Suls? What's up?"

[color=ed1c24]"I need clothing. Not for me..."[/color]

"Need me to give her a buzz."

[color=ed1c24]"Could you?"[/color]

"I could.." Suleykaar chuckled.

[color=ed1c24]"Thank you."[/color] He hung up the phone and smiled at the two of them. [color=ed1c24]"Ohhh this will be very entertaining.[/color]

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An older gentlemen had moved from the front of the hall whee the faculty sat and decided to take the initiative of interacting with his soon-to-be students. His name was Lorenzo de Ghardelli, one of the oldest teachers her at the academy, besides her. He wouldn't say that they were on bad terms but it was just he had a way of teaching and she had hers. It was that simple. He approached the table that seemed to be what most people were talking about and wore a genuine smile. 

[color=39b54a]Alice...Oliver...Kiara...Suleykaar...Lurel, sorry if I mispronounced that... Laurel. It's a pleasure to meet all of you...Especially a dragon nonetheless. Lok avok-"[/color] Suleykaar' eyes widened slightly as a genuine smile crossed his face.

[color=ed1c24]"Z-Zul kosil...Hi mindok tinvok do dovah?"[/color] Lorenzo bobbed his head side to side twice with a ponde-ish look before nodding.

[color=39b54a]"Ganog wah fey nahlaas."[/color] Suleykaar chuckled.

Lorenzo then turned his attention to the others. [color=39b54a]"Alice and Oliver...I do recommend you try the 1884 AB+, it's quite delectable and as for you two-"[/color] Looking at both Kiara and Laurel. [color=39b54a]"I do recommend either the caramelized duck or the quail with either a 15 century merlot or 1645 Riesling."[/color] He smiled once more before moving off to another table to introduce himself to the students.


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Outside of the Rosa Claire Academy Realm

In a rather large cave behind large closed doors sat 5 crimson winged lords, behind them draped on the finest cloth a portrait of their ancestor, Tiamat. Each one adorned a look of agitation and anger as their gaze bore into a small figure in the center of the room. One moved in close, a large growl bellowed from its body.

“Zhar'Ryk! Fos los seik do daar! Druv lost hi faan mii het!”  

Another had gotten directly in his face as he remained motionless and and fearless. “Hi pruz lost pruzah dahrin sen! Nid gein diinek Fylix laag!” 

[color=0054a6]Faal Kul do Tiamat lost kosaan krinaan. Suleykaar los wah noraas[/color]. Zharr'Ryk's slitted eyes glanced over the dragons.

Fos? Vokorasaal! Tolro uzgroleinuv! The Winged lords roared. 

Nii los vahzah. .. Zu'u lost koriaan ok dinok voth dii meyar miin. Rok lost personally sein tum ativut do faal Kiir do Tiamat ahrk atruk kent kos drehlaan do nii. Zu'u tovaak yun Kul do Tiamat kos faan ahrk Zu'u recommend dimaar fah kostaad. 

Quickly the dragon closest to Zhar'Ryk raised his claw. “Firok! Vir Krilon Hi Orin Tovaak Tol! Zu'u Saag Hi Lost Faal Gein Wo krii Mok!” As the claw came down a large crater was made as Zhar'Ryk easily blocked it. He gripped the claw of the large dragon and pivoted his body as lowered himself, quickly bringing the large lizard over his body and putting it onto its back with a loud thump and roar. 


[color=0054a6]“Tyrion, hi pruzaan mindos hin staad hi wuth firok uv hi fen mindos tol dii nebenfaan amongst pah dovah gevild maleyk. Ol fah Suleykaar... Zu'u fen haalit tol dimaar”
[/color] Zhar'Ryk growled as he turned away from and begun to walk towards the exit. The one sighed as he cocked his scaly head slightly to the side. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ju4McEMnR_4]"And how do you plan on doing that?"[/url]

Zhar'Ryk as he walked withdrew a brochure from his pocket and threw it behind him. [color=0054a6]"By going here."[/color]

[hider=Brochure][center][h3]Rosa Claire Academy[/h3][/center]
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 The door closed behind the winged ones as Zhar'Ryk transformed into his large scaly mass, leaping into the air and taking flight as he did so. His abyssal like voice bellowing across the open air. 

[color=0054a6]Zu'u bo fah hi............... Zeymah. [/color]