[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/oux2qcf.jpg[/img][/center] Iravis watched the fourteen year old leave with a bow, and Iravis curtsied in return as the younger girl left the door. [color=salmon]"So your soul is worth me as a pillow?"[/color] The Phoenix giggled at the silly notion of the exchange, then fell to the floor with laughter. Once her lungs started to recover air, she tried to stand up but couldn't manage it. The Goddess just glared at Lyssa, too proud to request aid. [color=f6989d]“Maaaybe, if I get to use you every night.”[/color] She giggled in reply as the Phoenix fell to the floor, obviously a bit too drunk to stand at the moment. Lyssa’s laughter fell silent momentarily as she gave Iravis a frown, though it quickly was replaced with her usual grin. [color=f6989d]“Well, someone’s partied a little too hard.”[/color] She replied with a giggle. As much as she’d have love to get her mitts on some alcohol [i]again[/i] and have a little party herself, she did know when someone had too much. And well, even if Iravis didn’t want it, she’d be helping her here. So she walked over to her, and lifted the other girl, putting an arm around her shoulder with what was probably surprising ease, whether Iravis protested or not. Iravis allowed herself to be lifted, only offering a token protest by trying to use her failing limbs to get away. [color=salmon]"I do not require aid, demon."[/color] The Phoenix smiled though, glad that Lyssa was helping out. [color=salmon][i]Has my coordination always failed me like this?[/i][/color] [color=f6989d]“Oh sure you don’t~”[/color] She giggled, though didn’t seem like she was going to let the phoenix go. Despite the phoenix’s flimsy flailing, she still held her fairly tightly as she started helping her back to her dorm. [color=f6989d]“You just wanted to use this is an excuse to cuddle.”[/color] Again, that was meant more of a joke. As many questionable activities Lyssa got up too, taking advantage of a drunk friend was not one of them. That’d be bad, yo. And she was a good, adorable little demon who would never do such a thing like that. [color=salmon]"You are the one who went sleeplessy! Cuddle the bed. Now."[/color] Iravis glared at Lyssa as they entered the room, trying to use the force of her glare in order to enforce her divine will. The hellion DID need some sleep. But her eyes ended up drifting to this strange device on the desk. [color=salmon]"A creation of Hephaestus?"[/color] [color=f6989d]“Pfft. You can’t cuddle a bed. It doesn’t cuddle back!~”[/color] She laughed as she helped Iravis into the room, closing the door behind her. It was true. She often pulled all-nighters, mostly due to being unable to sleep for some reason or another. Sometimes it was related to schoolwork she should have done earlier that day, or she was busy doing stuff in a video game. Most often, it was the latter. Sometimes, though, she couldn’t sleep for other reasons but she tried not to think about those, and despite her words to the contrary, Iravis was right. She needed some sleep, but it was hard to find at best. [color=f6989d]“Heph what now?”[/color] She asked looking over where Iravis was. [color=f6989d]“Oh, my laptop!~”[/color] She replied, helping Iravis to sit on the bed before walking over to it and picking it up. [color=f6989d]“This, is a laptop. I take it you’ve never seen one before?”[/color] She quickly took a seat next to Iravis before she tried to get up again and fell. She placed the device on her lap, opening it and showed it to Iravis. Lights. Magical lights emmited from the part of the two pieced box that was directly across from her, the piece in her lap having white letters written across the top of it completely out of order. The magically lit screen showed a circle with a heart of candy on the inside of it, and to the right of it said ... [color=salmon]"XXXDemonCandyXXX? What is XXXDemoncandyXXX?"[/color] just beneath that name it said 'password' in light grey letters. Confused, the Phoenix poked the heart of candy, only feeling a smooth glass like surface. [color=salmon]"This candy is hidden beyond a glassy void?"[/color] [color=f6989d]“Silly, that’s not actual candy.”[/color] She laughed, before turning a bit more serious. This was worse than she thought. She was gonna have to do some major coaching here if she was gonna let her anywhere near her precious little laptop. [color=f6989d]“Wow, I figured you were out of date but this is pretty bad. You must have seriously been living under a rock in a dark hole in a cave somewhere for your entire life.”[/color] She huffed, taking the laptop back from Iravis. Iravis delivered a small glare, before realizing that was a mostly true statement and giggling some more. [color=f6989d]“This…is called a computer. Specifically, a laptop. That 'glassy void' is the screen.”[/color] She continued in a serious manner. She typed her password into the computer, and the device quickly brought her to her desktop. [color=f6989d]“It’s pretty cool. You can do a ton of stuff on it. Play games, talk with other people...uhm, a lot of stuff.”[/color] Though honestly, she was a bit lost for how to even begin explaining computers to someone who had apparently never used or seen one before. Also said person was drunk. She had quite a dilemma here. Iravis watched, amazed at how the 'screen' suddenly changed into something else. How could lights change themselves in such a precise manner? Weren't lightbulbs usually very large? Confusion ran through her mind, and not because she was a 'little tipsy'. A slight temptation ran through Iravis as she mentioned playing games and talking. She had remembered drinking and partying last night. Among other activities. The goddess placed a hand on Lyssa's thigh, looking her straight in the eyes. [color=salmon]"I don't need a laptop to talk or play games."[/color] Whether or not Lyssa knew it, the liqour was doing the talking by this point. It was clear Iravis had no idea how the laptop worked. That was fine, she’d take her time and explain it to her tomorrow when she was sober. And when she could probably coherently think about how to do it. The effects of the caffeine and sugar were finally running out, and she was feeling it. Just slightly at the moment though, and she was still able to function. It was also clear that Iravis was definitely flirting with her. Which was probably the alcohol. [color=f6989d]“Wow, okay.”[/color] Lyssa replied, a bit surprised at first. Giving Iravis a rather suggestive smirk, she leaned in just a bit closer to her. [color=f6989d]“What kind of games are those, hmm?~”[/color] She closed her laptop, using her hand to place it out of the way on the floor and next to the bed.[color=f6989d]“They sound like fun,” [/color] Lyssa then placed a finger on the goddess’ forehead, and promptly shoved her head back. [color=f6989d]“For sober people.”[/color] Iravis fell backwards, now laying down on the bed. [color=salmon]"You are the sleepy one, not me!"[/color] But the Goddess felt exhausted for some reason she couldn't explain. It was probably a combination of the wine and the stress of transforming into the Pheonix earlier. [color=salmon]"And I am sober ..."[/color] The phoeninx found herself crawling further into the queen size bed, laying her head on two of the pillows and cuddling the other one in her arms. She'd taken them all as a personal offering. But before Iravis started to drift off, a thought occured to her as she thought about the 'fight' with Zan from earlier. [color=salmon]"Lyssa, is something pestering your soul?"[/color] The question caught Lyssa completely off guard, her eyes widened slightly, and she fumbled with her words for a few seconds. [color=f6989d]“A-uh, w-what, uh, what makes you ask that?”[/color] She asked. Ugh, well, she could have played that off much better if she wasn’t so tired. Well, there was always one thing she could do to hopefully distract Iravis. She fell backwards onto the bed, next to Iravis – and then promptly embraced the phoenix in a light hug. [color=f6989d]“I’m an innocent little adorable demon~”[/color] She giggled with her usual grin. [color=f6989d]“What could I have ever possibly done to have it pester my soul?”[/color] Iravis opened her eyes again, a slight smile of concern running across her face. The light hug didn't phase the goddess when drunk. [color=salmon]"Not all the gods are omnipotent, so I cannot say. But I can say that innocent little demons have a bedtime, and yet your eyes remained open last night."[/color] The goddess closed her eyes, hugging the pillow a little tighter as her breathing became deeper as she drifted off to her memories of lives gone. [color=f6989d]“Pfft. Sleep is for the weak and people who don’t run on caffeine and sugar.”[/color] However, she couldn’t help but to yawn. Yeah, okay, maybe she should sleep. Iravis was quite warm, though she had to wonder if she’d get yelled at or something in the morning. ….Meh, totally worth it if she did. And so, Lyssa soon drifted off to sleep, arms still wrapped lightly around Iravis.