[center][color=silver][h3]Morgan Selwyn[/h3][/color][/center]

Morgan smiled, raising a hand in a small wave as Kiara greeted him. She held a canvas, and paint was smeared across one of her cheeks and parts of her face. The colors contrasted sharply with her pale skin and bright red hair, but made her no less enticing. The Faerie held his attention long enough that he didn't even notice the other girl's nudity until she was introduced. While Samantha did not have the same otherworldly allure, she was no less stunning. Morgan's hand raced his blood to his face, flicking his scarf up over the lower half of his face as he quickly turned his gaze back to Kiara and the gift she held for him.

Just as he took it into her hands and opened his mouth to speak, Samantha asked something about a smell. Morgan frowned under his scarf, glancing over to the smoke. Before he got the chance to speak the other girl was up and clinging to Kiara for dear life. The sight made his face and neck burn all the more, and some part of his mind idly wondered if his nose might start bleeding. The source of the smoke drew his attention however, and was revealed to be Sulleykaar. Of course. Who else but the dragon?

[color=silver]"Fairly well, actually,"[/color] Morgan replied in a carefully neutral tone. He still couldn't be sure exactly where he and Sulley stood. It was kind of a pain, actually, considering they shared a room. Not to mention the mutual interest in a certain Faerie. [color=silver]"How is your break coming along?"[/color] he asked in turn. He held Kiara's painting close to himself, but was careful not to touch the wet paint or let his clothes smudge it.