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  Fear filled Iravis' blood as she was attacked from behind.  Memories of this life and past ones invaded the Red-haired girl.  They argued about how to respond.  The huntress in her pumped adrenaline into her veins, advising her to run and fight from a better vantage point.  The slave in her told her not to resist and beg for mercy.  The goddess in her told the phoenix to smite this fool and the entire building with divine fire.

  The phoenix had memories of being a goddess that morning.

  [color=red]"And hello to you as well Iravis, has your morning here been pleasant?"[/color]

  The goddess calmly but firmly removed Lyssa's arms.  If she tried to resist, Iravis would probably dig her nails in slightly as a bit of encouragement.  After being detached, Iravis turned around and faced the teleporting mentor as he encouraged her to come to his first class, maneuvering partially in front of Lyssa as she did so.

  [color=salmon]"Girl, I would consider it unwise to ignore Sir Wick.  This man is a teacher here."[/color]  A goddess had to maintain her composure, especially in front of one of the men who saved her.  And the fact that he was a teacher may prevent the hellion from making a further approach while Sir Wick was there.

  But now to respond to his question.  While she didn't like the fact that Mr. Wick had revealed that she wasn't a simple mage, it was a valid thing to ask.  Iravis had been avoiding that thought, but she was treated nicely here and wanted to stay.

  After a moment of thought, Iravis decided she would visit Alistar later that night.  A personal invitation from Sir Wick was not to be ignored.  [color=salmon]"I would be delighted to attend, Sir, I can always further my knowledge, even on the basics ... I don't have to forge a pact immediately, or to a pyromancer, right?"[/color]  As the red haired girl spoke, it was rather obvious that she was not enthusiastic about becoming someone's pet.  The Phoenix was a goddess today, after all.