[@Musoka]
[@Eklispe]
[@Rune_Alchemist]
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Alistair shook his head at the response from the Phoenix as she walked down and uttered a sorry. He couldn't help but smile at the girl, remembering fondly the day she had come to academy. The Phoenix was the subject of his study, that was true...phoenix’s had mostly been long lost to and he endeavored to change that...to write down all he could observe about the girl. But he couldn't help but feel close to her. 

“[colour=firebrick]Hey….hey[/colour]” he said softly, the affection he had for her way to obvious in his voice. He placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face up “[colour=firebrick] what are you sorry for?[/colour]”
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The red haired girl felt her chin being lifted by her mentor, but the eyes remained downcast.  Unlike with her roommate however, she didn't pull away.  [color=salmon]"My focus was more on receiving tribute than learning..."[/color]  Of course, the thought hadn't been leave class, but instead to make sure Lyssa wasn't swallowed up in the chaos after the director's announcement.  Surely Alistar remembered how his student had tried to leave?

  The phoenix continued, now meeting his eyes with her own.  [color=salmon]"...which is unfair to you.  Everything I know about myself and my powers was taught by either you or Sir Wick."[/color]
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“[colour=firebrick]You were protecting your new friends huh?[/colour]” his finger moved from under her chin and he placed it atop her head, ruffling the firebirds hair “[colour=firebrick] that's not why I wanted to talk to you, nor is it about what occured to Wick...it's more about your friends[/colour]” he said, his eyes flicking to the demon and to the roof where the other friend perched  “[colour=firebrick]more worshippers huh?[/colour]” he smiled “[colour=firebrick]did Wick speak to you this morning?! [/colour]”
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The fire haired girl closed her eyes from the sudden change in pressure, the face giving off a playful expression of irritation.  While she trusted Sir Alistar with her life, she sincerely hoped Lyssa wasn't watching and lowered her voice enough that the hellion couldn't hear.  [color=salmon]"Friends?"[/color]  How could a Goddess be friends with a mere mortals?  Luckily, Alistar adjusted his statement quickly [color=salmon]"Yes, Worshippers.  The Succubus is interested in..."[/color]  The bird quieted herself before she started describing the conversation between herself and Lyssa, but a slight blush ran across her cheeks.

  The phoenix's mind drifted back to where Lyssa had grabbed her roommate from behind.  [color=salmon]"Sir Wick stopped by this morning to say hello."[/color]  On the subject of Mr. Wick though, worry ran across the Phoenix's face.  The goddess remembered the blaze she felt inside Sir Wick when everything went wrong.  [color=salmon]"That wasn't an accident earlier.  Do you know what happened Mr. Alistar?"[/color]

The fire goddess didn't realize that Alucard was still there silently peering at them.
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Alistair moved his hand at the look of playful irritation that flashed across the red heads face. It was the same look that came up when ever he would attempt to pry into personal details, such as if her size changed with each reincarnation. He had earned a well deserved slap across the cheek with that one. But the blush that crawled over her cheeks told him enough about that little fact. She continued speaking about the demon and He allowed another small laugh at the blush that creeped across her cheeks at a trailed off sentence. 

“[colour=firebrick]and here I was thinking your charming Teacher was your first decision on that front[/colour]” his smile curled into his usual sarcastic half smile “[colour=firebrick]I think it was A though...Wick will be fine[/colour]” he continued,addressing her question “[colour=firebrick] so the usual time tonight? [/colour]” he asked, referring to their little sessions of him asking a million questions and getting next to no answers.
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  Iravis starting running her hands through her hair, fixing the damage as they continued to converse.  [color=salmon]"Of course you are my first pick Mr. Alistar!"[/color]  The red haired girl thought her teacher was referring to their previous conversation about friends.  The fact that the Prodigy had said something suggestive went completely over the Goddesses head.    

  [color=salmon]"The Director damages his own vassals?"[/color]  That bothered the Goddess on a personal level.  Why hurt those who support you?

  When asked about their usualy nightly session, this time Iravis didn't know the exact answer.  She gestured over her shoulder at Lyssa. [color=salmon]"If the demon doesn't teach me too much in 'Choclate & Sweets 101' I should be ready for it!"[/color]  The flame haired girl curtsied slightly at him as a form of mild apology.
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At the bob of her small apologetic curtsy, Alistair nodded and gestured back to her demon friend. A gesture that held with it a direct stare at the demon. An almost warning towards the demon. He did care for the naive little phoenix that stood before him. That much was far too true for Alistair to be comfortable with. But he still felt like he had some way to protect the literal embodiment of natures fire. But that might be some grandiose idea in his head. He wasn't too sure. The runed teacher returned to his desk, grabbing Wicks spear and hat and turned on his heel. He headed out back towards where he had began his day. Back to the library.