[h3][center][color=aba000]~Sorcha~[/color][/center][/h3]

Sorcha could smell the beverage before Luna even produced it. The dragon swiped it surprisingly swiftly, the warm mug heating her hands almost instantly. It smelled absolutely wonderful and before the next sentences even left Luna's mouth, Sorcha had already downed half of the beverage. A contented sigh left the dragons lips - Livia really knew just what to do to make her feel better. She hadn't had this alcohol in a long time...she had to wonder where she got it, but she supposed she shouldn't ask too many questions about what Livia got up to in her spare time. It'd be awhile before she was up and not all that sluggish, but she was at least awake to coherently speak for now.

But a friend? Livia had sent a friend with Luna? Well, Sorcha wasn't one for not meeting others, but she was absolutely a mess. Her hair was strewn all over the place, she wasn't wearing something appropriate for meeting someone and she probably looked like she stayed up half the night drinking. To put bluntly, she was not in any condition to be meeting anyone new right now. That said, she wasn't about to turn away a guest in Luna's home. T'was not her place to do such a thing.

[color=salmon]"Sorchy Sparky?"[/color]

The soft voice caught her off guard. Her eyes widened.

[color=aba000]"Who?...where did you..."[/color] She practically hissed. Any sluggishness the dragon was feeling evaporated instantly, replaced by a seething, [i]burning[/i] rage at the mere mention of that name. Her head immediately turned to the sound of it. Luna would likely immediately be able to tell something was incredibly wrong. The mug in Sorcha's hands shattered into pieces, spilling the rest of the hot liquid over the bed. A snarl slowly formed on her lips, a low growl coming from her throat as she laid eyes on Fia...the child in front of her. 

Why. Why did she come back like this? She was supposed to be fully grown, wasn't she? How could she have even been killed? It wasn't like she could die of old age. More importantly though, Livia was looking for her - the headmistress has insisted that she was still actively looking for her. Did...did Livia lie? No...livia wouldn't lie. Not directly, but it didn't matter. 

As rage filled the dragon more with each passing second, her thoughts became more and more incoherent, replaced with a single desire to kill this thing in front of her.

[color=aba000]"OUT."[/color] She seethed towards Luna. [color=aba000]"Get. This. [i]THING[/i] out of my [i]sight[/i]."[/color] It should have been obvious Sorcha was practicing as much self control as she could possibly muster at the moment.


[color=a187be][h3][center]~Cynthia & Livia~[/center][/h3][/color]

Livia seemed to weigh Aetheria's words, a thin smile appearing on the older mages lips as she studied her. Well. If she wanted to ask what her plans were, it was well within her rights to do so. Whether Livia was going to give up such information easily, was another matter entirely. Of course, the White mage's question was worded incredibly wrongly. She missed the mark quite a bit.

[color=a187be]"No no, not at all. I would agree with your research. It seems quite accurate from my own experiences."[/color] Livia replied. [color=a187be]"I was merely...thinking about a few of my own research projects as always."[/color] She didn't mention any sort of connection to Fia that said research might have though. It should be easy enough for Aetheria to connect the dots herself if she wanted to pursue such a line of questioning.

[color=8dc73f][h3][center]~Gwynn & Lyssa~[/center][/h3][/color]

[color=f6989d]"Wah...you tease! What If I'm the one you've been waiting for? I'll give you tons of hugs and pets and you'll have an entire mansion to live in-ah. Uhm, I mean. Yeah. My parents. Own a mansion. Out in the countryside. Yep yep."[/color] Good job Lyssa, just run your mouth more why don't you? Ah well. More importantly Mugi was being a huge spoil sport.

[color=8dc73f]"I said I am not jealous."[/color] Gwynn replied with a huff, and before Mugi could have a chance to hug Maoin, Gwynn walked over to where the kitten was sitting and gave the kitten a pat on the head. [color=8dc73f]"So why don't you go back to making out or something."[/color]