[center][color=lightblue]Mugi[/color][/center]

[color=lightblue]"Ahhh, Party Dress time for you.  I think the elder is sending one of my nicer Kimonos so I don't need to worry about it."[/color]   Mugi really hadn't noticed Lyssa was cold until she got a look at her from further away.  Well, the demon couldn't blame her for the cold.  Only herself overall. Yep.  [color=lightblue]"Also, I just want to make sure you know I warned you that you might get a little bit frozen if you fell asleep with me."[/color]  She couldn't help but to giggle at it, uncaring if it woke up both Iravis and Katie.  If Mugi had to be up at this time, then those two sure as heck needed to be up too.

[color=lightblue]"Still, if you wanted me to go with you I could.  I still have a week to get my Shaved Ice stand up and running.  Actually, I guess it's a little less than a week, but you know what I mean."[/color]  She also felt that it was a good idea to get to know the location a little bit better anyhow.  

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[center][color=Green]Katherine[/color][/center]

Katherine was surprised when someone asked her a question.  She had no idea who this kid was and, honestly, he didn't seem to be someone to consider worrying about.  Still, he was attempting to assist her, and that was worthy enough of respect.  [color=green]"My, my.  Someone attempting to be helpful.  In my travels I've had people try to steer clear of me."[/color]  Then, the puppeteer took a peak at the person behind him.  Wings and horns.  She could be some sort of weird winged demon varient of course.  But really, she had a more. . . Regal look to her.  Less devious and more confident.  Katherine was mostly sure that this was a dragon.  [color=green]Of course, most people probably like to stay clear of dragons too.  Something about stealing sheep and kidnapping princesses.  Strong opponents hoarding a cave of treasures slaying all the knights that attempt to subdue them.  [i]I've wanted to test myself against one.[/i]"[/color]  The doll-master whispered the last part before cackling to herself lightly with all the dolls just staring at her now.  [color=green]Anyhow, they're stories I'm sure. Some of them at least."[/color] 

Katherine's eyes looked into the firey eyes of the dragon for a second or two before turning back to the boy addressed her originally, [color=green]"But where are my manners?  You may call me Katherine.  You as well."[/color]  She added looking at the dragon again before turning to the boy again.  [color=green]Regarding your original question, I would be simply estatic if you could point me towards the Headmaster's office.  Apparently someone can take a wrong turn in Luxembourg and make a student a day late to school.  I thought it might be best to apologize to the leader of the school."[/color]

It was about then that. . . Something. Yes, something. That was the best word that Katherine found she could use to describe what happened.  Some. . . Thing was erratically running and bouncing(?) down the street.  The dolls were giving off freightful reactions but not Katherine.  She was ready to use the dolls in her rings to decimate the pink thing, but found no need as it harmless passed by and she returned her attention back to her conversational partners with no further heed to the whatsit.