[center][i][h3][color=red]|| Remliel Maion ||[/color][/h3][/i][/center]

[sup][@Masaki Haruna] & [@Nytem4re][/sup]
[b]"Kinda like what you did earlier, huh, snowflake?"[/b] growled Remliel. She was about to say more, but the other girl turned around and left, obviously good at giving insults but not too much at taking them. [b]"Shoulda figured you were a wimp,"[/b] she muttered, before shouting at her: [b]"Oh, and before trying to sound all smart, fix your grammar dumbass!"[/b]. 

[color=gray]"Now I'm sure everyone is here for some kind of meeting, or some semblance of order, so can we just all just wait for someone to start it? And yes, I am mainly talking to the two girls about to have a brawl over the existence of magic. Sit down, drink something. It'll calm the nerves. And it probably would cost less than paying for the entire inn." [/color]

Remliel paused for a moment, looking like she actually had to consider following the request to stop before sighing and shrugging her shoulders. [b]"Fine, whatever." [/b]She sorely wanted to cave that girls face in, but she was in the company of better, smarter people; she would leave her alone . . . [i]for now[/i] anyway.

[sup][@HylianRose][/sup]
Remliel made her way to the bar, her mood slightly sour because [i]Rika[/i], and planted her head into her hands. Looking around and trying to focus on someone else didn't help either. Seeing them preform various feats of magic brought back that earlier inadequate feeling, and in all honesty she was getting the urge to just up and leave before she embarrassed herself. Sighing internally, she looked at the guy that addressed everyone, and much to her annoyance, that [i]Rika[/i] girl was [i]still[/i] going on about science! God, how dense could she be?!

[i]"Criston Cross, huh?"[/i] she thought. Her mother knew about him, and his mother. It was why she was here. She thought they might be able to help. Remliel didn't see it though; the guy was kinda wimpy looking, sorta sleazy even. Not the kind of guy Remliel would hang around for long, she thought. [i]"Maybe his mom's different. She[/i] is [i]the one calling the shots here."[/i]

Shaking her head, she approached the girl next to him, who was talking to a really depressing looking guy. Same hair as [i]Criston[/i], just not as sleazy looking. Still looks very depressing; it was better than being around [i]Rika[/i] though.

[sup][@Driving Park][/sup]
[b]"So when does Miss Maria get here anyhow?"[/b] she asked as politely as she could sound, right before jumping back as she transformed into a bird-gas-thing. [b]"Gah!? Woah-woah,"[/b] she exclaimed, right as Carmen changed back.