[color=a187be][i][b][center]Annabeth Gultch[/center][/b][/i][/color]

[color=a187be]"Of course I can. And I can help you pick berries too! But um... How embarrassing... But I don't know what a mulberry tree looks like."[/color] Although she was a farmer's daughter, Annabeth's family grew wheat and barely as well as raised produced animals like chicken, pigs, and occasionally cows (They were too costly to open a full beef farm, but they did raise them). They never touched orchards since they lacked the land or manpower to take care of acres of trees. It's always been a family business after all. Annabeth looked at the tree they were near and figured this was a mulberry tree, but to Annabeth it didn't look too different from other trees that might not be mulberry trees. [color=a187be]"You must know a lot about trees thanks to your magic."[/color]

As Annabeth chatted with Lyn, Colette came. With Tyrael. Suddenly Annabeth felt a bit meek. Being near one of the teachers just makes Annabeth immediately retreat into her shell, or her student/worker persona. Her usual outgoing, energetic, and some would say flirty attitude simply vanished when she was around these teachers. Perhaps it was for the best. She stood off to the side in silence as she allowed others to speak over her.

[i][b][center]Tyrael Marchrosias[/center][/b][/i]

Tyrael let himself get dragged around by Colette. The only resistance he would have made was just standing still and daring the small girl to try and move him, but as mentioned before Colette's vampire strength was at least enough that if he just stood there while she pulled him, he'd fall over. He didn't expect them to find Lyn soon and half-hoped that something important came up to disrupt them so he would have an excuse to leave. But instead Colette zeroed in on Lyn within a few minutes, catching Tyrael off guard. He values what little time he has with Lyn and always tries to make each moment memorable, usually by bringing something interesting for Lyn to keep. But right now Tyrael had nothing, less so as he tossed his pipe-weed into the Inferno. Eventually the large, hulking demon man was brought before the group of girls, certainly the odd one out even compared to Lyn's half-naga heritage.

[b][i]"This is awkward."[/i][/b] Tyrael thought to himself. He saw Lyn, Keri, Colette, Annabeth, and one of the new girls called Helena. She had helped at the hunt Lyn was on. He didn't get a full memo on what exactly she did, but Tyrael gave her generic thanks a while ago. He hardly remembers it now. [b]"Ah... Hello."[/b] Tyrael said awkwardly. He had nothing to give and no real reason to be here, so he felt like he needed to go and make himself useful. Of course, Lyn was here, which was always a good enough reason for Tyrael to be around. But looking at the little girl... No. Lyn was no little girl anymore. Sure she may barely be a year old, but her body was that of a young adult woman, and Lyn was more than capable of having her own thoughts and opinion. She was simply naive to the world and hasn't had the experience. But Tyrael wasn't sure if he was the best teacher to give her a lesson on life. And right now he wasn't too interested in life-lessons so much as getting out of here and not being caught in an awkward position.

[b]"... What are you all doing?"[/b]