[i][b][center]Tyrael Marchosias[/center][/b][/i]

Tyrael rolled his eyes at Athalus's soliloquy. Though he was starting to get pissed that Athalus seemed intent in throwing every attempt he was trying to make to help right back at his face. No wonder why Mar keeps edging towards killing Athalus. [b]"Enough of your sophistry. So willing to die for her, but what can you do to live for her?"[/b] Tyrael walked up to Athalus, standing over him. Athalus looked more pathetic than usual, though that was likely due to a mixed combination of being a human, losing his hand, and being whipped by Mar just moments ago. [b]"This is not a gauntlet of my creation. I do not expect you to like me, mortal. The feeling is mutual. But that does not mean I am not... Willing to lend a hand."[/b] Tyrael then dropped the [url=https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8356/8341142649_84c991e688.jpg]gauntlet[/url] into Athalus's lap. It looked to be a leather gauntlet, but with rune-inscribed stone going up and down the arm. Tyrael left Athalus behind without another word and instead went up to Lidda.

[b]"I apologize for any trouble I have caused. But what of Mar? Has her injuries healed?"[/b]

[color=crimson][i][b][center]Lucilia Riovas[/center][/b][/i][/color]

Admittedly Lucilia was surprised to see Alaira so... Calm. Normally she was a being of unrestricted fury, and even in her sleep she caused chaos in her bed. Not that Lucilia watches Alaira sleep... Recently. It did put Lucilia on edge as she had expected Alaira of all people to be quite angry at her for what she did. Lucilia was almost betting on it, but fortunately she made no wager or else she'd lose. Still it was odd to see Alaira simply accept what she did. Perhaps it was because in the end Alaira and Lyn were still alive. Callous, but even the vampire would agree that despite the risks she put Lyn through, she ultimately came out alive and well, perhaps even stronger from the encounters. Nothing like a bit of misery to build character after all.

Lucilia's eyes went off from Alaira to Lyn. The girl seemed chipper as usual, and not even at all mentally scarred at whatever may have happened on the mission. Perhaps it went so well that Lyn's presence was never in any true danger? Though Lucilia doubted that. One of the reasons she sent Lyn, not only to experiment on the elixirs, but also to keep Alaira from doing anything suicidal. After all if she died, than Lyn would have died with her. In theory anyways. The vampire's thoughts were drawn away when Lyn produced a [url=http://i.imgur.com/nBgzhMX.jpg]flower[/url] for Lucilia. When she saw it, it made Lucilia chuckle and smile.

[color=crimson]"A Lucilia for Lucilia."[/color]

She remembered the properties of a Lucilia flower, it's minor restorative abilities as well as luminescent qualities. But as she mused on the irony of the flower, it slowly dawned to Lucilia what Lyn had to go through to get it. Lucilia blossoms grew near Death Blooms, highly toxic plants that could release a paralytic pollen. For Lyn, being caught in a cloud of the pollen would have evoked a sever allergic reaction, one that would shut down her body. First she would go numb, than her lungs were stop, shortly after her heart. Even someone like Alaira would not be immune to the pollen's effects, and if she had taken the full brunt there would be almost nothing she could do to stop it. And yet Lyn was willing to risk herself, perhaps unwittingly, to get her a Lucilia flower. One of the only plants capable of surviving the territorial flora. 

[color=crimson][i]"Lucilia grows were Death Blooms."[/i][/color]

As the saying goes. Indeed, Lucilia did much of her growth here at the college, were things come to live and die. And Lyn was one of those people. A tinge of guilt resonated with Lucilia as she felt a message from Satori enter her mind. Letting out a sigh Lucilia smiled at Lyn and Alaira, picking up the Lucilia blossom. In her hands it began to revitalize itself and was able to retain it's glowing radiance. [color=crimson]"It seems like Ssarak and Meirin have arrived to give me their report. I'm assuming that since you chose to come through the window instead of knocking on my door, you'd rather avoid them?"[/color] Wiht a wave of her hand Lucilia made sure to lock her door to ensure that whoever wishes to enter should at least knock. That aught to give Alaira time to give Lucilia an answer without worry of interruption. 

[color=pink][i][b][center]Satori[/center][/b][/i][/color]

[color=pink]"Oh ho ho ho. If only it was that easy, Sir Onyx."[/color] Satori chuckled at the idea that she could "Fry its brains from here". Though now that she taught about it, it certainly was something she could do... She chose not to answer him however seeing that this little meeting was soon over. However Grey was right about one thing: She did pull essentially everything he witnessed during his mission in the short time they were together. Curios. But she also picked up on other, more vague feelings. Feelings for Lucilia, but also intent to stand in the way of Ssarak and Meirin. Though this was much more vague like errant thoughts. Perhaps it was really nothing, much like the random musings of sexual fantasies or bloody murder she often picks up from students. Still... Satori was at least knowledgeable enough to shoot Lucilia a warning.

[i][color=pink]"Ssarak and Meirin will be arriving soon. Grey seems to have chosen to linger outside your office. Do you want him to justify your actions?"[/color][/i]

Leaving with a subtle jab to Lucilia's ego Satori left the hall to attend her other business. At some point later today, if that creature wasn't slain, she was going to see if she could combine elements of Scrying and Pathokinesis to make the creature suicidal. It'd certainly be an interesting experiment.