[b][center]Eliana Elatir[/center][/b]
[i]interacting with Mari [@cynder][/i]

Eliana yawned, stretching her arms up over her head and blinking her eyes open. She sat up, stretching again, and easing out of her luxurious bed that was made out of a matchbox lined with beanbags and cotton balls and soft cloths. She padded across the smooth desk, fumbling for the switch that turned on the strings of Christmas lights that ran along the ceiling of her cardboard box suite. Standing before the tin-foil mirror, she ran a pink plastic hairbrush (that looked suspiciously like a Barbie doll's) through her fiber-optic locks. She slipped into her standard attire, fitted blue dress and somewhat sheer white lab coat with a monogrammed "E" on it. She settled her silver circlet (that marked her role as Grand Duchess) onto her head, and threaded her wings through the slits in the back of her clothes, fluttering a few times to get the circulation to them going.

She opened the small swinging doors that split her boxy home in two. She turned on the tiny ultraviolet lamp, sighing in relief as her wings trembled, drawing in the energy. When she had enough to get through the morning, she switched the light back to the normal and roused Aeona. The sleepy puffsprite yawned, leaping at Eliana and clinging to her, all six limbs wrapped around her torso. "We go work?" The little creature chirped, running its antennae over Eliana's face, draping its fluffs over her head and shoulders.

"Yes, Aeona, we're going to work."

"Yay! I play with Mickey and Minnie!" The puffsprite flailed some of its fluffs and its antennae. Mickey and Minnie were the lab mice that were being used to test the effect of the neurotoxin. "Wait, do I get to eats them?"

"Yes, yes.-- wait, no! I mean yes, you get to play with them, but no, you don't get to eat them yet. If you ask nicely Woro might give you a bite of steak."

"But steak is icky when cooked. I like juicy." 

Eliana laughed, bouncing the puffsprite on her hip and causing it to say "wheee!"

The Grand Duchess exited her box, fluttering up into what was the lab's breakroom. The others here had been kind enough to give her a cardboard box that rested in the corner, behind the counter. She stretched again, straightening her lab coat, and then exited the break room through the mail slot. She flew straight to the lab, grinning as Aeona detached from around her waist and fell in slow-motion, its fluffs spinning around her, into the mouse cage. The mice flinched away from the small puffsprite, which wobbled over to them anyway and clung to one of them. Eliana giggled, turning to leave - Aeona would take care of itself.

She flew to the bedroom of Mari Suya and tapped on the doorframe. "Mari? Are you awake yet, dear?"