[center][h3][color=662d91]-Livia Fiore-[/color][/h3][/center]

[color=9e0b0f]“M-my father...H-he often talked about it...T-The Eye of Baphel and the heir… The myth about a curse, wasn’t it. Well, not so much a myth but more of a legend I suppose." [/color]

Hmm...about as accurate as she expected. So she really didn't know then. Probably better for her that way. She didn't look like one who could handle getting involved in something like that. She'd drop the subject then. No need in telling her more then. It looked like Emi was having a bit of trouble with something anyways. She didn't mind blood so much - though she couldn't say she found the rose to be all that...welcome. She never liked roses, probably because her older sister loved them so much.

...flat-chested plant loving harlot. She hoped she went and got pricked by a rose thorn.

[color=9e0b0f]"I-I guess we are going to have to fight. A-ah, I'm sorry. S-so... you be joining the games I suppose? O-or is it mandatory?"[/color]

[color=662d91]"The games? I don't believe they're mandatory."[/color] She replied. She could be wrong though, but she was joining again this year regardless. [color=662d91]"I am, however joining again this year. I believe I am skilled enough to win it - with the help of my lovely spirits of course."[/color] She thought about adding that if Emi wasn't feeling well she should go see the nurse. Emi though, didn't seem too concerned with what happened, though, so she let it go. No sense in getting in her business, so she simply ignored it. Wasn't like she had much time to address it before she was interrupted, anyways.

[color=1b1464]"Emi. I do not know if you should be in such a place with dangers such as these. At least don't go around on your own. You are a friend of Emi's, yes?"[/color]

[color=662d91]"Roommates."[/color] She replied rather bluntly. [color=662d91]"Tanakasa Akito was it? Livia Fiore."[/color] She sighed, giving him a bored, definitely calculating look. She had to refrain from telling him that it was definitely not a pleasure to meet him. [color=662d91]"Is he...a...friend of yours, Emi?"[/color] she hesitantly asked, though anyone would be able to tell the question was somewhat forced, as though she was faking actually caring about such a thing.

[@Sakurasan]