[IC] St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

[Rune_Alchemist]

~Lyssa~

"Eeeh? Don't you have to be wearing panties for them to get in a knot?" Lyssa replied with a small giggle, giving Eith a friendly smile. "Pfft, silly Eith I'm not upset or anything, buuuut since you gave me permission..." For now, Lyssa would wait. As soon as Eith was done, she was getting all the cuddles.

~Livia and Sorcha~

Sorcha did not reply to Lunas comment, too focused on Fia. Livia simply chuckled at her obvious threat. She had no intentions to actually harm the dragon, but she wouldn't let any harm come to Fia. If it meant giving the dragon a 'gentle' beating to knock some sense into her, she'd readily do so.

"Irasacha?..." The dragons voice was a barely contained roar. How dare she speak that name so casually?! The dragon clenched her fists, tail beating on the ground in agitation. From the sounds of things, Fia didn't seem to remember much. That was both welcome, and completely infuriating. How could she not remember something like that? Sorcha wasn't a fool. She knew that the phoenix's memories might not be all there upon her next reincarnation, but how could one be so cold as to not even remember something as heinous as a betrayal?! Granted she was a child and-

Sorcha shook her head. No no, this line of thought was only going to agitate her further.

"That is a name I haven't heard in ages." The dragon replied, doing her best to hold her tongue. "It was...over millennia ago? I first heard it after the brave warrior Beowulf was slain by my hand...claws. Whatever." She commented absently, shaking her head. "But friends...ha...Certainly, we were. I suppose that's all you thought we were, at least. Friends." The dragon replied, bitterness creeping into her voice. "The first other person I ever met that could share a similar life span as me. And then I was so easily cast aside when that life of yours was over. If you call that friendship, then certainly we were friends."

Sorcha knew her own words were likely marred by years of stewing in her own anger. The grudge hadn't gotten any easier with time, it had only grown.

~Gwynn~

"Something bothering me?" Gwynn echoed as a drink was shoved forcefully into her hands. There were so many things wrong with this situation, that she couldn't even think of where to begin. Not that she was any good at thinking much to begin with, but this was just too much to take in at once. Maoin was not only suggesting she get drunk, but also suggesting that she...go home with someone. Now she was no stranger to flirting and a little teasing. But actually going full stay up all night for fun times? Uh, well, while she wasn't exactly adverse to such a thing with someone she liked, picking up some random moron on the street?

Uh.

What?

"Uhm, yes there's something bothering me." Gwynn replied, her voice turning quite harsh at the end of the sentence as she rather unceremoniously dropped the mug on the table. She didn't even want to look at it - it had been hard enough to stop, and starting again would probably not be a good idea since she had committed to this. "You! What in the name of davy jones locker has gotten into you, Maoin?" Gwynn asked, sounding mildly upset. "I mean, don't get me wrong this place is a whole hell of a lot better than some fancy gathering of noble brats but what the hell? Normally you'd be all against this."

She'd address the drinking thing in a bit. For now she was more worried about the kitten and whatever...was going on.

[Roleplayer001]

The kitten sighed and her ears dropped a bit as her owner was obviously getting upset in her confusion, and truthfully Maoin couldn't blame her. The kitten put her glass of water down, and pushed it towards her mistress and soon received milk from Tazia with a wink. If her owner was paying attention, she would likely either think that this was somewhat planned or that the two friends knew how to communicate.

"Mistress! Such language does not befit a lady of your status!" The kitten gave her owner a small glare then sighed, pulling slightly on her collar to draw attention to it. "I'm a pet kitten. I don't actually enjoy yelling at my owner. I vastly prefer being pampered and having you enjoy my company while I lap at milk.. ."

The kitten took a few sips of her milk, giving her mistress a serious look. "You probably came home expecting a lecture about going to classes or such. Here's all I'm going to say on that matter. Wherever you plan on going in life: acting as a noble, adventuring, being a merchant, or anything else, a degree from this institution will be useful. You're seventeen years old and I'm two years younger than you in human terms. You don't have the maturity to go into the world. I don't have it either, mistress. I'm willing to give up on the magierprinz and I'm not asking for all A's. Just try to pass your classes, mistress."

The kitten lapped at her milk a few more times, giving her mistress a look that suggested she had something else to say as well, but she wouldn't reveal what it was unless she was ordered to do so. "And mistress, can't your pet have a little fun too? I'm stressed and don't feel like cooking dinner tonight."

Fia's eyes widened as she listened to Sorcha. She'd lived ... many lives? Is that what was going on? And what did she mean, share a similar lifespan? To a dragon?

Either way, the dragon's voice was starting to become more and more frustrated and angry, and the phoenix didn't like it. She pressed further into Livia, as if seeking to hide. How was she supposed to respond to this? Had she failed this dragon? Her body shook slightly as she tried to respond appropriately.

"... I ... I ... don't know ... were we more ...?" The crimson's girl's amber eyes looked towards the ground. "... when that life of mine ... what do you mean ...?" It would become very apparent to the dragon that this girl was pretty clueless.

[Pyromania99]

Eith, The Shellagh Alpha

Eith just sat there and finished her plate off. She really wasn't wanting any more of the cake. There was sweet, and then there was overly sweet. Her sense of taste may have made it so she didn't taste as much, the amount sure did her in though. "I believe I am done." She muttered, anticipating Lyssa to do something. She'd rather Lyssa be gentle though, it was never fun to have flying horns aimed right at you.

Lunalel Lightsword

Luna mostly just stood there and listened. She was ready to leap at any given time, as Sorcha's issues seemed really deep. Words themselves were hardly going to help. Either the Headmistress would try something, or Sorcha would. . . Nothing a shield couldn't likely help. Still, it was really tense in the room. She didn't let her unease show on her face, though her foot did start tapping every few seconds. Nothing loud of course. Still, she hoped this would help Sorcha with her dark and brooding past.

[Rune_Alchemist]

~Lyssa~

Barely a second passed before Lyssa had wrapped Eith in a hug, pressing her cheek against the hounds and placing a hand on her head and petting it. "Who's an adorable cuddly little puppy?" Lyssa giggled. "Warm doggy, soft doggy, fluffy doggy." Unfortunately for Eith, it did not seem that Lyssa was going to be letting go now that the hellhound had given her permission to touch.

~Livia and Sorcha~

Sorcha gave Fia an incredulous look, seeming to at first be somewhat confused. Of course the child would know, wouldn't she? Unless...Livia hadn't told her of her past, what she was. Did Livia not? The dragon narrowed her eyes at both of them, wondering what exactly the headmistress had told her. As far as Sorcha was concerned, it was her right to know everything she could. Of course, Livia was always cautious when it came to beings such as they, with good reason, but this seemed more than a little excessive. Not to tell the girl what she was at all.
"...You didn't tell her, then." Sorcha stated flatly.

"Tell her what?" Livia replied, eyeing Sorcha carefully.

"You know what, Livia."

"Sorcha, there are so many things I haven't told either of you, you're going to have to be more specific." Livia smirked, chuckling softly. The dragon huffed, irritably, tail swishing back and forth impatiently.

"We'll discuss this later." The dragon replied, turning her attention back to Fia. "If you don't know, then this conversation is pointless. I'm leaving." With that, the dragon turned to leave, the headmistress making no obvious attempt to try and stop her. Truthfully, the dragon was having difficulty remaining civil, and now was simply the best time to leave.

~Gwynn~

So, Maoin was stressed?

"Heh, working your tail off finally got annoying?" Gwynn replied with a small smirk. She shouldn't tease the kitten, really, but she couldn't help to do it, just a little. Still, this was...somewhat odd. Unexpected, really. She wasn't going to particularly question the kittens motives or anything, but she couldn't just...not think about this somewhat. Besides, she couldn't exactly agree this institution would be 'useful' at all. The only thing that'd be useful is how to understand magic better, and she already had a good grasp of her own abilities. Maybe History was something she could find interesting, but history was boring. It was all the same to her.

"And pfft, of course you can have fun." Gwnn said, leaning back in her seat. "I've been tellin' ya to relax ever since you came here. So maybe you need to go out there and, uh, enjoy someones company at home." Truthfully, that wouldn't be an ideal scenario Gwynn would like. Certainly she wanted the kitten to do whatever she wanted...but jealousy was a bit of a thing at times. Meh, nothing a bit of training couldn't help with.

"Also, uh..." She picked up the glass of water. "Dunno if you've noticed, but I've stopped drinking."

[Roleplayer001]

The kitten pouted slightly as she was teased in return and as a horrible pun was employed by her mistress. The thin black fur of her tail whipped around behind her and her eyes looked towards it. "My tail is still firmly attached, mistress!"

Of course, she was only responding to that to buy herself time for the next two subjects. "Mistress ... I promised last time we talked that I belong to only you like that ..." The black haired girl paused for a few seconds, then tried to steer the conversation back to something a bit more lighthearted. She wanted her mistress to have fun right now, didn't she? "And besides, I planned on relaxing by simply watching you have fun. Much easier to take care of you when you aren't being all pouty. This is my treat, dance with who you want when the music begins to play!"

Although now her eyes drifted to the much more serious matter of drinking. That had been part of trying to get her owner to enjoy herself, but she didn't want it to just go to waste. "... and um ... then what do we do with the drink, mistress?"

The dragon and Livia continued speaking back and forth, with Luna just standing by the door calmly. It was rather obvious that the dragon knew at least something that Livia knew, and that as Livia was dodging questions Sorcha was becoming increasingly angry. Fia had hoped to learn something, to try and ... speak with the beast.

Livia would feel the crimson haired fourteen year old suddenly push her arms off and watch the her sprint towards the door, grabbing the dragon's hand with her own and tugging against it in an effort to keep her in the room. Amber eyes looked up at the beast, then down towards the floorboards, with a few tears falling to the floorboards and her hand clearly shaking.

"... please ... don't ..." It was rather obvious the girl was incredibly nervous and concerned about being this close. "... you ... you have answers ..." She paused for a moment, then mumbled a few words until something coherent came out. "... been trapped and ... enslaved ... until a few weeks ago ... now am Livia's ..." The phoenix tried to gather herself, wanting to get at least a few more words in despite her timidity.

"... if there's ... any truth ... in dreams ..." Sorcha would feel the young girl's hand grip tighter, as if grabbing onto those fantasies in her mind. "... then ... you made me happy ..." Even Fia knew this was a lot for her, but the girl grabbed the same hand with her other one, trying to focus on the dragon through watering eyes.

It was as if something inside of her compelled her to speak with this dragon, to get something out of their interactions. She'd feel terrible if she let the opportunity slip so easily like previously. She had to do something this time, especially with Livia at her back. Fia didn't know if she had another chance.

[Pyromania99]

Eith, The Shellagh Alpha

While annoyed a bit, Eith was not completely opposed to what Lyssa was doing.She use to be surrounded like this, a long time ago. Though, it was a few more bodies and they tend to be less human in size. . . Tend. "I'm hardly fluffy." Instead of taking a compliment, Eith of course had to pick up on one of the things she took issue with coming from Lyssa's mouth. Though she had little else to say as she looked forward

Lunalel Lightsword

Luna could tell Sorcha was getting irritated. . . Well, to put it lightly. She went to turn and leave with Sorcha when Fia stopped her by grabbing her. That. . . Did not bode well. . . Probably. She really wasn't sure how Sorcha would react, she the Knightess prepared to leap at the slightest wrong movement. She was close enough that she could probably stop most anything before it started. She trusted Sorcha to keep her cool as much as she could, but she obviously didn't like Fia. . . Or the person Fia was before she Reincarnated. . . For. . . Something she wasn't fully sure of yet.

[Rune_Alchemist]

~Lyssa~

"Hehe, but your hair is soft so therefore fluffy!" Impeccable logic, brought to you by Lyssa. The demon giggled, releasing Eith from the hug with a bright grin. "Annd done!~ I shall not bother you for hugs again anytime soon!" Not that she wasn't still gonna be sitting right next to Eith, though. "So, you wanna go do something? hey hey, we could go bother Swen!"

~Livia and Sorcha~

Before the dragon had even turned around, a soft, gentle tugging on her hand made her pause. The dragon visibly tensed, barely refraining from backhanding the child. The only thing that stopped her, was Fia's tears. The dragon remained silent a few seconds, before pulling her hand out of the small girls grasp and turning to face her. Seeing a small child cry like that, made the dragons heart ache. This was a child, wasn't it? She couldn't, she shouldn't be angry with her. She had nothing to do with what happened, but she couldn't help it. The wounds were just too deep, they had too long to fester. The grudge was like a large, gnarled root of an ancient, withered oak.

"...still have that bravery of yours I see. Of course, it's not the first time you've stood up to a dragon with a head harder than a rock." She let out a tired laugh, before being replaced with a frown. "You're the one who taught me how to be better than a simple dragon who went around pillaging because she was throwing a tantrum after her former master left her. Taught me the value of human life." The dragons expression softened slightly as she continued to speak. "Taught me how to truly...love someone, instead of simple admiration. Although, perhaps beating it into me would be a better description." The dragon lowered herself to Fia's level, kneeling in front of her before continuing.

"...I am sorry, my Irasacha, I will always be that stubborn foolish dragon who can't let her emotions go so easily. You...do not recall what happened between us, but it is not something I can forgive you for so easily. I doubt...you could forgive me so easily, either if you do remember." Without warning, the dragon wrapped her arms around Fia, embracing the small child in a firm, warm hug. She was so...small. So, defenseless. It'd be so easy to just...crush her like this.

"...Oh my Irasacha, perhaps...over time we could but now, I can not be around you. Not without the threat of doing something to one so young that I will end up regretting." She tightened the hug, resting her head on the small girls shoulder. "So please, just...give me some more time, Little One." Sorcha quickly released the small girl, taking a few quick steps back before she acted on her more violent impulses.

"Luna...I need to leave, please."

~Gwynn~

"Oh...right. I guess you sort of did say that, heh." Honestly, Gwynn had forgotten that entire conversation had even happened. Welp, no need to advertise that to the kitten. More importantly, enjoy herself? Here? Like, with dancing and stuff? Dancing wasn't exactly something she didn't not like, but it wasn't exactly her first choice of a good time. Her first choice of a good time, was a nice friendly duel that got the blood going. Now, if it was dancing and ice skating together...then she'd be more inclined to go out there. For the moment though, she should probably address the drink problem.

"Eh...well, you ordered it." Gwynn replied. "So you should drink it, right?" The impish grin she was wearing made it obvious she was just messing with the kitten, but the kitten would probably agree anyways.

[Pyromania99]

Eith, The Shellagh Alpha

Eith actually felt like she was missing a little something now that Lyssa pulled out of the hug, but she'd live. Soon she'd have a servant to do that for her. Still, Lyssa was suggesting that they go bother Meal-Ticket? "Why bother him? He actually studies. And he's annoying." Eith didn't really want to go. Though, she really felt that she didn't have much choice in the matter. And technically, her end of the deal was to keep an eye on him . . .

Lunalel Lightsword

Yea, the dragon was definitely holding back very hard now. Luna opened the door to the office and shoo'd her familiar out gently. "I'm sorry, we're going to take our leave Headmistess. Fia." The Knightess rushed outside the building with her familiar and took her hands. "Hopefully the fresh air helps." Luna just looked over Sorcha. The Dragon-Woman definitely didn't seem to be fine, though, she didn't seem as shaken as she did the first time around. "You did well. Not that my words probably make it better. . ." Luna wasn't all too sure how to make it better for her. The only thing she could think of was "This is your reward for not blowing up my friend." She joked as her arms slipped around the dragon and she embraced the familiar. A hug was probably not reward enough, but it was what Luna had at the moment. Hugs from family always made bad things not as bad. . . Hopefully.

[Roleplayer001]

The magierprinz had returned to his place after taking classes for the day, studying for various things required to ensure that he managed to get the highest grade possible for his education. Without having to make sure the hellhound was fed and satiated for the day, Swen felt like he was able to make some real progress. After his earlier discussion with the Spirt Teacher, he had solidified his understanding of that sort of magic - at least formally. It would probably take some time before he managed to solidify such things into his spellbook formally to have them at the ready. But it was entirely possible that eventually he could have ethereal servants prepare a feast at his command.

That would be very useful for keeping a certain puppy fed, at least. Would also be a nice party trick at some sort of formal banquet that his father could try hosting.

Of course, there were other problems too. The relationship with his betrothed wasn't really advancing, but it also wasn't a problem - he had already found out what his family likely wanted, and there were other people he could marry. The woman hadn't come by to ask about his discovery, so he didn't bother trying to tell anyone about it.

Fia looked downwards as the dragon pulled larger hand out of her own small ones, believing her effort to have been pointless. The phoenix was surprised when the dragon turned around and spoke softly to her of learning ... from her? Learning to be a good person and learning to love. Things the crimson haired girl was still uncertain about herself.

The girl had to stop herself from stepping back though when the dragon kneeling close to her, wanting to savor the closeness for some reason she couldn't comprehend. It was strange being called by the name of another, but she felt a strange calm wash over her body as the dragon's arms wrapped around her, her instinct to bolt and hide from anything that wasn't Livia disappearing in those moments.

The dragon spoke to her of being unable to forgive whatever happened ... what did happen anyways? Perhaps her dreams had been true in some manner, but nothing bad had occurred within them ... right?

Eventually the dragon talked of being unable to control her internal violence, but she was doing it then, wasn't she? Why did she have to go? The dragon removed herself from the embrace and the room as quickly as possible, with Luna excusing the two of them and walking out.

Part of her was satisfied with that exchange, and rested in peace. Another part of her had so many questions, and so much confusion running through her mind it was hard to keep track of. Livia wouldn't say anything - she had already learned that. And Sorcha apparently was incapable of doing so. In the tower she didn't have to concern herself with such things, but pain would arrive even if it was served differently, wouldn't it?

After standing there for a minute without moving, the girl approached the couch she normally hid behind shakily, sat in the middle of it, grabbed the largest pillow she could find and just buried her face into it as her crimson hair ran down it like small rivers of blood. A muffled scream of unexplained frustration echoed from the pillow as Fia was overwhelmed by the emotions that seemed to come from nowhere, a lack of answers, and a never ending pile of questions that seemed to grow twice as high every time she learned something. Then she cried. A lot.

She wasn't sure if she wanted Livia to come by and help, or if she just needed some time alone.

The kitten wasn't sure if her mistress was joking, but she was right. Her owner had stopped drinking altogether, and she supposed that made it her responsibility to make sure the funds they had weren't wasted at all. Their allowance wasn't exactly a pittance, but Maoin would be damned before she wasted a single penny of it. "... I think you are right, mistress."

Setting down the glass of milk and licking her lips, the kitten picked up the mug of ale and started chugging it.

Gods, it was disgusting and bitter. How did her owner ever like this stuff? It was largely an ordeal to rush and get it over with, but the squinch of the kitten's face as she set the mug down made her feelings about that beverage rather obvious. Honey and grapes were what drinks should be made of, not wheat or barley. Either way, Maoin lapped at her milk a few times to wash it down, tossed a signal over to Tazia for their orders, then dedicated her mind to bringing up a new topic of conversation so she could forget that ordeal.

"Mistress ... did you get the dragon's letter?" Of course she had, since she had obviously acquired the note. But Maoin was a curious kitten, and she wanted to know what the contents were.

[Rune_Alchemist]

~Lyssa~

"Hehe, then wouldn't it'd be fun to annoy someone who annoys you?" Lyssa replied with an impish giggle. "Besides, he looked like he'd be fun to play with, and I'm gonna go do it anyways~" Lyssa got up from her seat, shoveling the last bit of cake into her mouth before setting off. "It'll be fun, come ooon~" Before Eith could reject the offer again, the demon grabbed Eith by the hand and practically started dragging her to Swen's dorm.

When she finally arrived, Lyssa knocked rapidly on the door at least ten times.

"Hey hey, Swen! It's me, Lyssa!"

~Livia~

Well, that could have gone much, much, worse. Livia let out a relieved sigh. Ugh, she needed a good bath after this. Maybe a trip to the bath house was in order. First though, she had to take care of Fia. Livia walked over to Fia, taking a seat on the couch next to her. For the first few minutes, she remained silent and let Fia handle that frustration in the best way she could before commenting.

"Screaming at innocent pillows is no way to make new friends, dear." Livia chuckled softly after a few minutes, before sighing. "Frustrating, isn't it? Having so many questions and no answers." The headmistress continued, bowing her head in slight thanks as Cynthia brought the both of them some tea, setting Fia's down on the coffee table. "It's natural, though one must make sure not to let such things overwhelm them. Answers will come in time, though you can't wait around for them to come."

~Sorcha~

Sorcha's eyes widened in slight surprise as Luna embraced her. Not that she exactly minded the hug, it was nice, but it was a bit unexpected. The dragon silently returned the gesture, holding onto the Knight tightly.

"Ha...a hug is always nice even if it doesn't really solve much." Sorcha replied. "Thank you, Luna." That said, enough talk of bad times. Standing there hugging each other wasn't any sort of way to get back into the swing of things. With a somewhat forced seeming smile, the dragon leaned on Luna, resting her body on hers.

"So, my ever so wonderful and caring Knight," Sorcha began with her usual playful tone. "I was thinking that perhaps maybe we could have seafood for dinner tonight? Or would you rather have another lesson in flying?"

~Gwynn~

"Meh, lightweight." Gwynn replied with a grunt. Not surprising, really, but she had at least expected the kitten to be able to handle more than one. She didn't linger on the topic though, as Maoin brought up a much more interesting point of conversation.

"A Dragon?" Gwynn did recall something about the writer of the letter being a dragon, though she hadn't taken it completely seriously. She had no reason to doubt Maoin, but an actual dragon? That was just silly, though if there was one around it wouldn't be much of a stretch to find it in Sappho, would it? "Yeah, I got it. You wanna train with it or something? I think I might go and find this dragon. Heh, it'd be a fun duel."

[Pyromania99]

Eith, The Shellagh Alpha

Eith just put on a perturbed face as she was dragged along yet again. She really didn't like getting dragged along, but she didn't want one of Myrilla's "punishments". They were always cruel and unusual. The Shellagh just stood there looking annoyed as Lyssa banged on Swen's door. She just wanted it to be over with.

Lunalel Lightsword

At least the dragon didn't drag Luna off into the air again. For that much, the Knightess was thankful. It was a nice, innocent hug too, nothing the dragon made overtly sexual. . . Luna missed the days where that wasn't a constant worry. Still, she listened to the dragon. "Sea food? I suppose we could. I guess you can pick today." Luna was joking around of course, since Sorcha pretty much picked what they were going to do for food.

With that, tough, Luna stepped out of the hug and lead the dragon to a place she knew that had seafood. It was a kind of busy place in the center of a bunch of different establishments, but it had seafood. Larger portions, cheaper and the Knightess thought the dragon might eat a bit more than usual today. "I hope this place works for you. Just order what you want. . . No different than usual, I guess. . ." Luna couldn't help but chuckle a little bit. It felt silly to her saying now.

[Roleplayer001]

The magierprinz jumped slightly as his delicate work was interrupted by many poundings upon his front door. Quickly closing his various books with little bookmarks or self-contained pens, he approached the front door and opened it to find that indeed there was a Lyssa and a somewhat disappointed looking Eith.

Of course, he would never deny his services to a lady, but this girl was ... strange, at a minimum. She was also incredibly touchy, which of course wasn't bad but -

"Hello, Lyssa. What can I do for you?" Unconsciously he had assumed a slightly defensive position as if he was preparing to be tackled.

The kitten frowned slightly as she was called a lightweight. "Mistress, your little kitten likes sweet things. I could never comprehend how this was your choice of drink." Maoin considered buying something more for herself, but she figured that if her owner didn't want to drink it would be unfair of her to enjoy some wine.

Of course the mention of a dragon, the kitten felt a little explanation was in order. "Mistress ... I don't think it's a fight you'd win. I got in a little ... scuffle with Lady Sorcha and her speed was simply incredible. It was hard to dodge and I simply think it couldn't be blocked ..." It was rather obvious the kitten was embarrassed by that whole ordeal she had gone through, especially since it had been caused by her disrespectful behavior towards one of her betters.

The crimson haired girl pulled her head back from the pillow, looking at it with a face of dried tears. The headmistress deserved a response of course, and she needed to drink something to replenish all those tears. After reaching for the glass of tea, she sipped on it in an attempt to calm down. A few more tears came out, but after wiping them off the stream seemed finish.

Once she had collected herself a bit more, she shot an accusatory look at Livia. "... you ... you aren't too ... helpful ... with them ..." It was incredibly irritating to know that this woman sitting next to her had all the answers, and yet she wasn't revealing any of them. She sipped on a bit more tea before realizing that was probably a mistake, at which point she stood up and took a few steps away from Livia, face expressing a degree of fear.

This woman was incredibly generous so far, but she had the power to make things a lot worse. And it wasn't right to take her frustration out on her. "... I-I'm sor-sorry ..." She raised her hands and revealed her palms, trying to appear as small and non-threatening as possible.

While perhaps she did owe Livia an apology, it would probably become apparent to the older woman that the girl hadn't eaten anything since morning and was likely tired after all that emotional stress.

[Rune_Alchemist]

~Lyssa~

Despite Swens defenses, he was sorely underprepared. The pink haired demon gave him another one of her usual brand of tackle hugs, showing her usual disregard for personal space. "Whaaat? Can't say hi?" Lyssa giggled, quickly releasing him from the brief hug and hopping into Swens room. Truthfully, she had two reasons to be here. To annoy him, and to see if there was anything needed for the happy adventure fun times.

"We~ll, I guess I also kinda wanna know what the general plan is for this whole thing I agreed too."

~Livia~

Livia laughed. It was honestly quite refreshing to finally see the small girl open up a bit and assert herself. That was good. People needed that trait, even if just a little to get what they wanted. As long as the girl didn't get carried away with it, it wouldn't be an issue.

"My, someone's gotten a little bold." The headmistress chuckled happily. "Don't apologize dear, you are correct. I haven't been. You should never apologize for stating the truth." And unless Fia directly asked her, then Livia was likely going to still be silent on the matter. Of course, Livia hoped she'd investigate on her own instead of seeking her help. People needed to learn to take care of themselves, before relying on others. "That matter aside, Fia dear, when was the last time you ate today?" She asked, sounding somewhat concerned. "I was thinking about taking a bath...but perhaps you'd rather dine out instead?"

~Sorcha~

"Eee, thank you!~" The dragon squealed in a rather uncharacteristic cute fashion. Ugh, after that she needed to relax a bit. Eating her weight in food always made her feel better. The dragon took a seat, eyes scanning the available food from the menu. It all sounded delicious, and she hadn't had good seafood in ages. After a few minutes though, she ordered a large portion of catfish, shrimp, some shellfish, and a few lobsters. She did try to hold back after all, she didn't want to break Luna's wallet, but she really needed some good food.

"Hehe, sorry, I just really feel like eating a lot now." Sorcha asked as she placed her order. "You wanted to know more about me?" The dragon asked. "As, erm, long as it doesn't have anything to do with...a certain...phoenix, I wouldn't mind talking about anything you wanna know about. I think you've earned that much for putting up with me, hehe."

~Gwynn~

"Wait wait wait, you actually fought the dragon?" Gwynn said with obvious disbelief. "And you didn't get killed? I'm somewhat impressed." She huffed. "But I'm not scared of a dragon. People have defeated them before with just a sword and no magic, or do I need to give ya a history lesson?" Granted, the lesson was mostly based on legend, but Gwynn was a firm believer of every legend having some basis in fact, and one would be an idiot to completely ignore anything in one or simply write it off as embellishment.

"Heh, I'm kinda curious...if I wasn't busy on the weekends I'd find this dragon and beat it up myself."

[Pyromania99]

Eith, The Shellagh Alpha

Eith just walked on in. Whatever planning they had, it didn't matter to much probably. . . Well, if it did, she'd have meal-ticket explain it while he wouldn't be interrupted by this demon-child. There were things she could do. . . Maybe, or perhaps she could just listen in on them. She just didn't want to be next to Lyssa when she left. . . There was a chance the Shellagh wouldn't be able to sleep in her spot if she got taken away.

Lunalel Lightsword

"Learn more about you, hmm?" Luna said after she placed her order as well. "What could I ask for?" Luna was pretty sure she had most of the dragon's story so far. . . Anything else she had a feeling would involve Fi-- No, Irasacha was it? Luna could only wonder what exactly it was that made Sorcha so enraged that she took out her anger and frustrations on Fia, the new self. "I'm not really sure what to ask you. I feel much of your past is still guarded. . . So perhaps there is nothing to ask for now. Perhaps I should ask what you see in the future? Did you have any goals, I should say." Luna smiled, curious to what Sorcha planned for the future. "Though perhaps I should warn you I'm not likely to become head of my house. There are a few of my brothers that are in line before me."

[Roleplayer001]

The prince remained standing as the hug tackle happened, returning the hug only briefly as he was soon released the giggling girl. Of course, he needed to tell Lyssa about his plans to take care of this problem.

"Of course your company is appreciated, and I am glad to see you are here." The prince delivered a brief bow before continuing. "In regards to plans though, I cannot say. The day is running late so later this week I will seek permission to acquire access to the restricted section. If the head librarian is here, I will make that request for her. If she is not, then I will talk to the headmistress. Then I will research to see what source of action is advised, and a more concrete plan will be constructed."

Swen had wisened up to the idea of breaking into the library, especially after the fiasco it was the previous time. "So for now, do not worry. I will take care of the research myself. On another topic, how are you enjoying the puppy?" It was simply too tempting to tease Eith at this moment as she was obviously being dragged around by Lyssa for a reason he could not fathom.

The kitten's ears dropped slightly as her mistress spoke of her claims with obvious disbelief, but she understood. "Of course others have been successful mistress, but there is more luck than I am comfortable with involved with each of those victories."

Her ears dropped a little further as she thought for a moment. "It was more like I dodged a few times until she grabbed me and threatened to toss me in the lake. Lady Sorcha left the impression that she was hardly trying." For a few seconds the neko ran her finger around the edge of her glass as she was remembering her defeat, tail going back and forth near the floor lethargically.

Of course, she would never try to stop her mistress from speaking to Lady Sorcha. Although the dragon had a sense of wisdom and aged experience about her, Maoin felt that the girl in front of her was her owner and that was truly where her loyalty lied. But her comment raised another question ...

"Mistress, I ... apologize for my curiosity ... but would you tell me what you've been off to these past few weekends? I'm starting to become concerned." It was rather obvious the kitten wouldn't press the matter as she seemed nervous about asking, but her curiosity and concern were beating out her sense of submissiveness.

The phoenix looked at the headmistress as she sat on the couch, obviously letting out a breath of relief as things did not go nearly as badly as she imagined. Livia seemed extremely forgiving and kind ... Fia was starting to wonder if perhaps her fears were simply wisps of her imagination? Her previous master had been extremely vicious and violent, but despite how frustrating the lack of answers from the woman could be the crimson haired girls had few complaints about how she was treated.

And of course, Fia was hungry. But she also didn't want to go against what the headmistress wanted to do ... and she was starting to realize that was whether or not she was in danger. She'd been left without food for days in the tower, and had suffered far less sleep when her former master had decided it was so. She could handle this, especially if her presence had been causing any sort of inconvinence for the older woman. "... I'm alright ... bath ... sounds nice ..."

Of course, the inflection in her voice made what she was thinking rather obvious, along with the fact her stomach conveniently rumbled as she resisted the urge to bury her face into something.

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~Lyssa~

"Ehe, Eith?" before the hound could even think about moving out of Lyssa's grip, the demon had already wrapped her arms around her in another tight hug and started petting her head again. "She's an adorable huggable fluffy soft warm wittle puppy." Thankfully for Eith, it lasted only a few moments before Lyssa made her way into Swens dorm and flopped down on the bed and didn't seem intent on moving any time soon. A few seconds later, she yawned. "You have a comfortable bed."

~Livia~

Livia gave the phoenix a disapproving frown, placing her hands on her hips with a stern glare. Even if it was a small lie, it was a still a lie. If there was one thing Livia greatly disapproved of, it was that in any capacity no matter how well intentioned it was. This was harmless enough, but well...Fia was obviously hungry and she could go for some food as well. A bath could happen later. Livia walked over to the girl.

"Now, no need to Lie. You haven't eaten in awhile and I admittedly could go for something to eat as well." Livia said. "Cynthia, dear, you can have the rest of the evening off to do whatever you wish."

"Very well, mistress."

"And you, Fia, are coming with me." She ushered the girl out of the room as Cynthia went about finishing the cleaning.

~Sorcha~

"Hmm? You aren't going to be the head of your house?" Sorcha laughed at this, as if finding the very idea somewhat absurd. "Don't be silly Luna, that means nothing to me. You can be the wealthiest noble in the land and still lack honor and courage, and the poorest peasant can be braver than any knight. I've been friend to valiant kings, intelligent wizards and noble warriors. I've been friends to simple blacksmiths, tailors and I even fancied a farmer once." The dragon chuckled.

"So you should have no worries about that. Status means little to me, as long as you are brave, strong, and just. I do not think you have to worry about that." The dragon gave the knight an impish grin, humming as she toyed with a loose strand of hair. "But for the future? I think serving a brave, strong, and dare I say cute little knight is all I want for now~"

Joking aside though, that was quite an...interesting question. She hadn't really thought of her plans for the future. She honestly didn't think she would ever even get much of one. She still didn't think she had much of one. As long as her...condition kept getting worse eventually there wouldn't be much she could even do. It had been getting fairly better since she had met Luna, but...a few days since then on some days, she had felt worse than she had in quite awhile. Not that she'd tell Luna that, or let her know.

"More seriously...Hmm, I want to meet another dragon." Sorcha said with a much more serious tone. "I...Haven't seen another in far too long. We are solitary and territorial creatures by nature, but even so...well, I fear I may be the last among a scant handful of my kind."

~Gwynn~

"Luck? A good warrior doesn't use luck." Gywnn replied, sounding somewhat annoyed, but the question from Maoin caused her to cut off any other comment she might have had. Instead, she suddenly found Moain's discarded glass of water incredibly interesting. She picked it up and chugged the whole thing in a few seconds before replying.

"Erm. Y'know...training." She should really get better at lying.

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Lunalel Lightsword

"Yes, you do dare say cute." Luna annoyedly replied with a hint of red across her face. She thought she'd be use to this now, but of course not. She was definitely blushing a bit. Seriously, her family never said such to her. Well, maybe it wasn't a bad thing. . . Still, whether she liked it or not, she needed to not blush every time someone said it. She ignored that thought otherwise and continued on. "Hmmm, well. . . Perhaps we could ask the Headmistress if she's heard of other dragons. Mayhap someone else has heard rumors. Lyssa's mother might know something. . . No. . . No that. . . Let's save that for the very last option. I'm afraid of that woman. . ." That woman was dangerous in more ways than just the fact she could probably easily kill you. After a slight bit of unease from thinking of Myrilla, Luna continued into a little bit of thought. [color=yellow]"Well, I wouldn't mind helping on that. Let's think on it later."

Eith, The Shellagh Alpha

"Geh!" Eith unexpectedly gasped as Lyssa grabbed her again. . . She really didn't want to deal with Lyssa like this again. She remembered why she stayed out of that place her and her family ruled. . . She found Meal-Ticket annoying. . . But she felt it best to warn him. She snuck up to Swen and whispered in his ear, "This girl is a real demon when it comes to it. I'd recommend trying to stay away from her." Well, either Meal-Ticket would believe her, or he wouldn't. She gave a fair warning and even told him about her race. . . But well, in the end, it wasn't her problem. . . Was it?

Mugi, the Yuki-Onna

Well. It's been a while, and Mugi found herself making her way across the campus and town, introducing herself to people she hadn't met before. Really, a lot of them seemed nice, though most of the men. . . Well, some of the women too, all seemed focused on looking slightly away with a red face. . . Were they nervous meeting a new person? A lot of them were merchants, so perhaps they should work on that issue. Still, she had not seen anyone that especially caught her eye otherwise.

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Swen frowned slightly as the girl hopped carefree into his bed like she owned the place. The prince seriously hoped that this girl wouldn't end up living here along with the already expensive puppy that he found himself taking care of. The beast was normally antagonistic and irritating.

Of course, he was a little surprised when the hellhound decided to approach him and tell him something aside from a request for a free meal. Upon hearing this, the magierprinz looked at her expectantly for more information but realized he could always ask later.

Was ... was something wrong with the pink-haired girl in front of him? Was that demon statement literal? Truthfully, the magierprinz believed Lyssa to be an incredibly nice girl, although perhaps a bit too touchy. She was kinder than his betrothed was, at least. Finally as a response to Eith he gave a simple nod.

"Of course, I do my best to keep my bed appropriate for someone of my status or someone who wishes to lie with me." It took a few statements for him to continue that statement mentally. "Although, I don't see us getting married anytime soon ..."

It was rather obvious that her mistress was uncomfortable answering her next question, which caused the neko to frown slightly. If her mistress just wanted to refuse to answer, why didn't she just say so? The kitten took another sip of her glass of milk as the food was placed in front of them, then looked back up to her Lady. "Alright. Just make sure to be safe, mistress." It apparently wasn't her place to know, and although she tried not to express her feelings a slight frown crested her face.

The dinner arrived conveniently within the next minute, a plate with a mix of well smoked barbeque and otherwise pleasant collection of meats, grains, and plants. The kitten chewed happily, frowning just slightly as Tazia leaned in to whisper to the taller lady. Which of course, Maoin's sharp ears could hear, but it was entertaining to the white tigress anyways. "If your kitten needs to relax more, the bar certainly wouldn't mind helping her out." A single hand from the woman would run slowly down the ice mage's back, as if trying to encourage her.

The kitten fell straight into her friends trap, responding with a tone that revealed a bit of her distress. "Tazi! I'm plenty relaxed! I'm just trying to make sure my mistress is having a good time!" The kitten crossed her arms on her chest, one hand toying with her collar just slightly. "And you are working right now! I could tell the-!"

The tigress just smiled, before tossing a look at Maoin. "You know, I'm sure your mistress would find some of the things you've told me very interesting." The kitten went quiet at the threat, just looking down at her meal and poking at it with her fork.

Fia looked down as it was rather obvious Livia was upset with her, giving off a piercing glare and an assertive stance. Despite making her offer to go to the baths, she was relieved when she heard they would at least be getting a meal first instead. The crimson haired girl walked in front of her mage as she was ushered out of the room into the hallway and eventually outside of the building.

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~Lyssa~

Lyssa had started ignoring both Swen and Eith, and instead had taken to grabbing the covers and wrapping herself up in them. She rolled over until she was completely covered by the blankets. "Hey, hey Swen." Lyssa said from her resting place. "I wanna sleep here tonight. I'll behave, promise!~"

~Sorcha~

Sorcha gave a small huff. Really, Luna shouldn't be afraid to receive a compliment now and again, though the shyness definitely added to her charm so the dragon would take it. More importantly though, her food finally arrived and Luna made a comment about something rather interesting.

"You? Afraid of something?" Sorcha asked, sounding rather curious as the waiter put their plates on their table. "Luna dear, you stared down a dragon. You have nothing in this world to be afraid of." This was definitely an interesting turn of events. Something that Luna was scared of? Sorcha wanted to see this creature itself, then. If it was so scary, then it could prove entertaining to spar with.

~Cynthia~

Honestly, she was conflicted. She was Mistress Livia's head maid. Her life should be serving her. She was a maid, and should have no desires above to serve those she had too unquestioningly, and with flawless service. Truthfully, she did enjoy the work no matter who she was serving. Making their lives -anyones- lives easier was something very few people enjoyed, and something the world was in sore need of. She may have a somewhat...terrible personality at times, but that didn't mean she was a terrible person.

The maid had no idea what to do.

The times spent with Livia was nothing more than a pleasant distraction. Cynthia felt no emotion of this so called 'love' towards the woman, and she shouldn't possibly feel that way towards anyone else.

but...

The maid eventually reached her destination, and immediately went red in the face, resisting the urge to plant her head in the palm of her hand at high speed. The Yuki-Onna was once again, causing trouble for people and she seemed entirely oblivious to it. Well, it was her job to help people...and give them a good scolding.

"Causing trouble once again, I see." She walked up to the Yuki Onna. "You may wish to cover your chest area a little more. It is quite immodest, and some people are finding it quite distracting." Despite her harsh tone and neutral expression, Cynthia couldn't help but to fidget slightly, shifting her weight from one foot to another where she stood as if she was trying to think of something else to say.

~Gwynn~

"Oh? What sort of things she be talking about?" Gwynn teasingly asked. She didn't really particularly care in the end, but she couldn't pass up a good opportunity to mess with the Neko just a bit. It was obvious Maoin was nervous about whatever she had talked about, but she didn't think much of it. Probably just something silly like she was always worrying about.

...then again, if it was, she doubted it'd be very interesting.
"Hiding something from me, are ya?"

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Lunalel Lightsword

"She scares me in a way unlike you did. With you I was awake and watching. This woman. . . Demon. . . Well, she could likely do just about anything she wanted. . . Probably." Luna said as her food arrived as well. A plate of grilled fish. She wasn't too particular on the type either. "Well, regardless, we should eat right?" She really wanted to just forget that woman, but well, that would be a mistake. A death-wish if one would call it that. Luna certainly would. Sorcha was scary, sure. But, at the time Sorcha was also weakened and practically senile. If Sorcha were as lively then as she were now. . . Luna wasn't too sure she could have won. Well, regardless, there was food to eat, and Luna dug in. "I've not had fish in a while. Good choice."

Eith, The Shellagh Alpha

Well, at least Eith could rest now. With Lyssa in a blanket cacoon she wouldn't hopefully have to worry about the girl anymore as she curled up in the corner. The Shellagh at least hoped that Meal-Ticket would try to get her out as soon as possible. . . But she wouldn't put her money on it with Lyssa's personality. Eith just made herself comfortable in the corner of the room with her large pillow and blanket, both of which she found comfortable.

Mugi, the Yuki-Onna

Oh! A face she saw earlier today. An unpleasant looking one, to be sure. . . But not unwelcome. "Oh! Hello Maid-Chan. It's a pleasure to see you again." Mugi giggled a little before look down at her slightly exposed chest and back to Cynthia. "It's just showing a little bit. I like to let it air out a little bit in there. Nothing wrong with that is there?"

Mugi couldn't help but say it. This girl was harsh, but she seemed a bit forced with what she was saying. . . Probably. She fidgeted after all. Mugi was a keen eye after all and a mischeivous smile fell across her face. "Perhaps you're finding it troubling?" The Yuki-Onna said, casually pulling at the opening in her kimono slightly, letting the maid get a little better look at her pale skin. "The wind feels nice against your skin doesn't it? Especially when it's so hot out." Even if it were mid-fall and it was already cool, it would still be a bit hot to a Yuki-Onna wouldn't it? Still, she wasn't wholly sure of what this maid felt. Hints were there, but she wasn't sure if the girl was innocent, or responding to her instincts.