[h3][color=f6989d][center]~Lyssa~[/center][/color][/h3]

[color=f6989d]"W-waaaah? Sketchy? Eith thinks I'm sketchy?"[/color] The demon visibly pouted, sighing in defeat. [color=f6989d]"That's so meaaaan..."[/color] She just wanted cuddles. Were cuddles too much to ask for? Still, Lyssa stopped the shenanigans. If Eith didn't want to, then she wouldn't do anything and she didn't want to mess with anyone else, either. She knew Eith was good for that threat. Still, it made her a bit sad that she had yet to find anyone who would accept her cuddles so easily besides Mugi. She'd have to go find her later and pout cutely. Maybe she could get a hug? Maybe she'd go find Swen. He didn't reject her love, and he was nice. She'd go cuddle him later.

She leaned on the table, shoveling a piece of cake into her mouth.

[color=f6989d]"At least cake will always love me..."[/color]

[color=a187be][h3][center]~Livia and Sorcha~[/center][/h3][/color]

[color=a187be]"Ah, Luna...Fia told me you two would be coming."[/color] Livia greeted them with a pleasant smile as the doors opened for them. Cynthia simply gave both of them a curt nod of her head before getting back to cleaning. She had a bit of work to do after her and the headmistress' activities. It wouldn't do to let the room stay out of sorts for long. [color=a187be]"Adjusting has been easy enough for you, Sorcha? Any complaints?"[/color]

[color=aba000]"...None I can think of."[/color] The dragon replied rather absentmindedly. Her eyes had already fallen on the head of red hair that belonged to the girl sitting in the Headmistress' lap.

[color=a187be]"Your...condition hasn't been bothering you that much, I take it then?"[/color] Livia asked, taking a sip of tea. She wanted to at least get the dragon in a somewhat talking mood. It was easy enough to tell from the way her tail was swishing irritably and other body language she wasn't in the best of moods.

[color=aba000]"Only a few times...nothing extreme, though."[/color] Sorcha turned her gaze towards Livia, shaking her head. [color=aba000]"Livia, I appreciate it but let us just get this over with, hm?"[/color]

[color=a187be]"Straight to the point as always when concerning matters such as this...very well, then."[/color] Livia replied with a sigh. [color=a187be]"Let me first make myself very clear. You do anything at all to even frighten Fia, I will have those wings of yours as a [i]trophy.[/i]"[/color] The dragon snarled, frowning as her eyes drifted down to Fia again.

[color=aba000]"...I will do my best to remain [i]civil[/i]."[/color]

[color=a187be]"I have full confidence, in you friend."[/color] Livia replied with a smile, turning her head to Luna. [color=a187be]"You may wish to sit dear. I doubt Sorcha has thought this through all that much. As old as she is, she's still a foolish, stubborn little dragon who doesn't think of anything past her next meal."[/color] This comment earned another snarl from the dragon, who folded her arms across her armor, saying nothing in reply, instead speaking to Luna.

[color=aba000]"Sitting might do you good. I will remain...near the door for now."[/color]

[color=a187be]"Well then, What did you wish to discuss, old friend?"[/color] The dragon looked to Fia again, remaining silent. It was difficult to fully collect her thoughts on this matter. It would be so, so, easy to just end the life of this child. She knew more than anyone how fragile they could be. That was the only thing that had kept Fia alive for now, really.

[color=aba000]"...You say your name is Fia?"[/color] It took a minute of silence, but Sorcha finally spoke. [color=aba000]"How much do you remember, then?"[/color] Maybe too broad of a question, but she couldn't think of a better way to phrase it.

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

Gwynn was absolutely baffled. She almost wanted to say that someone had kidnapped Maoin and replaced her with another kitten. She couldn't even think up anything to say as she was led down the streets, to a much less glamorous place then the kitten would normally have suggested. She had to say she was rather impressed with the place. Not too fancy, the smell of alcohol hung in the air and there was a pleasant sound of conversation hanging over the place. The dance floor was a nice touch, too. It wasn't the seediest of taverns to be certain, but it was far from some fancy place. It was good, then.

Just...there was a slight problem. Maoin had just ordered her a drink. Normally, she'd be all for drinking. But she had stopped drinking.

[color=8dc73f]"Uh, Maoin?"[/color] Gwynn shifted slightly in her seat. She didn't want to hinder the kittens obvious enthusiasm, but...this was just too weird. Like, really weird. As much as she hated getting nagged by the kitten, this much was too drastic of a change. To say Gwynn was concerned, was an understatement. [color=8dc73f]"You sure you're alright?"[/color]