[color=662d91][h3][center]-Livia Fiore-[/center][/h3][/color]

Livia kept a brisk pace as she moved through the school towards the Cafeteria, Gall by her side making quite a few people give her some space. Having a living avatar of death in the vicinity tended to make people do that. Normally, during classes she'd simply go to the library and do some reading. Now though, she was feeling a bit hungry and while she didn't really want to eat in a place with so many people...eating in the library was not something she particularly liked.

She didn't want to risk damaging the books, after all.

She could always return to her room, but...she didn't want to be in the same room as that bratty kid. Emi would be tolerable, though, but she wasn't going to go out of her way to find her.

[color=662d91]"Ugh, crowded as usual."[/color] Livia sighed, moving carefully through the people until she reached a table close to one of the windows. She sat down, before turning to Gall. "[color=662d91]If you're feeling well enough after last night, mind getting something for me?"[/color] She asked her reaper. She was, of course, referring to the fact he had literally lost his head. She had spent the better part of ten minutes helping the headless reaper find his head. It would probably have appeared quite funny if someone had stumbled on them last night. [color=662d91]"You know what I like, I'm not that picky. Just make sure you get tea if they have it."[/color]

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[center][h1][color=aba000]Sorcha Ó Maoilriain[/color][/h1][/center]

Ahh....how long had it been since she was able to fly so freely like this? Soaring through the air without a care in the world for this long? Centuries, almost. Ugh, her wings were so stiff though, even with all the practicing she'd been doing, so she hoped she found this little island soon. As much as she loved flying, she was feeling a bit tired. She could even go for some food, actually. Maybe a whole cow. Possibly a horse. Hopefully she could [s]con[/s] receive tribute from a human soon after landing. 

As soon as she found this accursed island.

She had been flying for hours, sweeping the area for any sign of the Liseranna academy. She, of course, figured it'd be somewhat difficult to find, but she didn't think it'd take her anywhere near an hour. She liked to think her navigation skills were top notch, after all. Besides, one such as her didn't get lost obviously. She was a being of the sky! A goddess! Such a thing was impossible. Which meant either two things. Her directions were wrong, or the island was somehow magically moving. She had heard of this infamous director, and she wouldn't be surprised if he had devised such a contraption.

Realistically, that probably wasn't likely, so she blamed shoddy directions since of course, it couldn't be a total lack of a sense of direction.

[i][color=aba000]"Ah...I hope these mages don't disappoint me when I arrive."[/color][/i] She mused silently to herself. Indeed, she hoped they didn't. It was a bit odd for her to actively seek out mages, considering she disliked most of them ever since the first time she became a familiar. Now, though, she had a reason for wanting to seek them out and become the familiar of one. She wasn't keen on taking a student as a familiar, but it was the best way to accomplish her plans.

What better way to recover her own strength, then with a human who was also learning? Perhaps it was a bit odd for a proud creature like her, but she felt that would offer her more of an opportunity to return to her former strength, and possibly even beyond that. Besides, if she was with that human...she was confident she could push them in the direction of 'greatness'.

That was her ultimate goal here, after all. Once, she was a force to be reckoned with. People trembled when they spoke her name, fearing that even mentioning it would bring her storms to their doorsteps. Now, she was little more than a myth forgotten to time, thanks to that war. She frowned, a slight snarl forming on her lips as she thought back to that time and the events that transpired.

She, however didn't get much of a chance to ponder the events. As she was flying, she suddenly slammed full speed into a barrier of sorts, earning an ungodly like curse from the dragon.

[color=aba000]"Fucking-who puts a barrier in the middle of the ocean!?"[/color] It indeed, almost sounded like a roar and was likely heard by anyone with keen ears below. It did not take her long to put two and two together though. This was probably a barrier protecting Liseranna. Ugh, her ungraceful discovery of the place aside, she was glad she finally found it. At least no one saw that little blunder.

...well, those were her thoughts before the barrier suddenly vanished before she could start flying again, sending her spiraling towards the ground. Well, nothing a little creative acrobatics couldn't fix. Ooh, she should take this opportunity to make an impression on the little humans too.

Heh.

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To the people in and just outside of the cafeteria, it was probably a normal day for most. They were clamoring for food, and were probably eager to finally eat and socialize after their classes. It was a pleasant day, bright sunny sky, not a cloud in the sky. Most were definitely not expecting the bright flash of lightning, the appearance of a fabled dragon; A creature of myth and immeasurable power, descending from the heavens.

Sorcha allowed herself to fall, lightning arcing across her body as she scanned the ground for a suitable crowded place she could land. She was quite high up, so she could correct her course if she had too, but she was going mostly on the path she wanted too anyways. While the city looked like it was indeed crowded, she wanted to land near the bulk of students, after all. She wanted them to revel in awe of her magnificence.

She quickly approached the ground, doing a flip in the air to angle her feet towards it, and giving her wings a powerful flap, slowing her descent just enough so that she could take the landing without messing up.

At least, that was her aim.

To the humans below, it would appear as though a large, brilliant flash of lightning struck the ground - coming straight from the heavens on this storm less, cloudless day. The force was large enough to send a few tables flying, even charring them a little from being too close. Indeed, it was probably even temporarily blinding to the students who had been looking in that direction, which worked greatly to her advantage to cover up her blunder. 

Her feet hit the ground, to be sure, but she was still going much too fast. She was greatly over-estimating her recovered strength here. Instead of the graceful landing she wanted, she fell flat on her face. The dragon quickly recovered, though, and only the most keen of eyes would have seen the blunder. Or those who would notice the dirt smudge on her forehead could maybe put two and two together.

But to the rest, as the flash of lightning dispersed and their vision returned to normal, she would simply have appeared from the flash of lightning, a calm, expression on her face as she observed those who were outside, and those who were still gathering to gawk at the display. Her wings flapped idly once, sending a fairly strong gust of wind through the crowd as she reached for her glaive, holding it in her right hand, still arcing with electricity.

[color=aba000]"Greetings, humans."[/color] She said. Her voice was soft, yet still carried a heavy and regal, and commanding weight behind it. [color=aba000]"I, am Sorcha, Radiant King of the heavens and the Wandering Tempest of the North."[/color]

The greeting was followed by a rather loud rumble of her stomach, causing her to turn every so slightly red, but only chuckle in response. Really, it probably sounded like the roaring of some large animal, and was quite obvious where it came from.

[color=aba000]"Yes yes, I know you are all hungry. I interrupted you at your lunch time, but your sustenance can wait. I simply require an answer to my question, then you may all be sent on your way. Is this perhaps Liseranna?"[/color] She scanned the crowd that had gathered in front of her, waiting for a response to her rather, spectacular entrance if she did say so herself. This was partly a test. She knew very well this was her destination, but she simply wished to see how the student body in general reacted to her presence, and her question.