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The magierprinz's eyes shuffled through various tomes on the east, and reference books led him to a few generous sources: a few pages about their religion, the local geography, and even a book on the beast itself.

Walking up to the shelf with an almost giddy feeling, he reached his hand out to where the book should have been, but frowned instead.  Had it been misplaced?  A quick survey of the entire bookshelf suggested otherwise, with Swen searching for his tome.  And besides, his sense of this area was that these shelves were far better organized than anything else.

What was going on?

A quick search of the library with his eyes revealed a figure on the balcony right above.  And of course, the book he needed was in his capable hands.  But ... was she some sort of familiar?  [color=gray]"It appears you have the study I require.  Your timing is impeccable if you intended to rid me of this knowledge, however."[/color]

This was far too unlikely to merely be chance.  The man placed a single hand casually on his grimore, ready in case things went south.

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The kitten listened to the dragon, sitting down on the shore with still watering eyes.  Perhaps ... this really was better for her though?  The very thought of that though made her sick.  That meant that all she had ever been was a failure that had gotten in her way.  And besides, the woman couldn't even remember to bring along a change of clothes.

Maoin's face became overrun with a face of frustration though, pulling slightly on her ears with her hands.  Maybe it would be better for them to walk away from eachother for a bit ... but forever?  That ... it was simply hard to conceive of living a happy life without her ladies presence.  Yes, she had Tazia and Sorcha.  But ... the noblewoman was a constant force no matter how irritating she could be.

[color=darkslateblue]"I ... I don't feel it's the same, Lady Sorcha.  I was literally created to serve Lady Gwynn.  Anyone else just wouldn't be [i]Lady Gwynn.[/i]  You were something before Merlin and Arthur, so you could be something afterwards.  Her getting rid of me means that I failed her, and failed my own purpose."[/color]  Maoin didn't want to sound melodramatic, but it was true, wasn't it?  That's what Livia had said at least.

The kitten's thigh pressed into an uncomfortable rock as she sat, and soon the shard of stone was tossed into the lake as the girl gave off a sigh.  [color=darkslateblue]"And besides, who would want me?  Any mage has the pick of [i]adorable, defenseless, innocent[/i] familiars to pick off the streets.  If they were smart, they would find a cute dog or something that clearly wasn't a failure in the first place.  What am I supposed to do?  Say 'hey, I have this pointless ability to make people look very nice'?"[/color]  The cat's ears lowered, the slow movement of her tail coming to a halt.  [color=darkslateblue]"Well ... even if they wanted me, how would I be able to trust them not to just abandon me in the night as well?"[/color]  The black haired girl's dark eyes seemed to lose some of their life, as if she had given up.

After a few seconds though, a look of hope ran across her face.  [color=darkslateblue]"... if I don't at least try to resume my position, then what does that say of my loyalty to her?  She needs me too, she can't face any of her problems, and can't even talk about anything."[/color]  Some anger ran across her face as well after a few seconds, another rock being thrown into the lake with a degree of violence before her head turned right and her eyes gazed into the ground.  [color=darkslateblue]"I want to be a stray at least worthy of a goodbye."[/color]

Then she broke down into tears again as emotions swirled through her head, but her ears twitched towards Sorcha in case she had anything more to say.

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The phoenix found herself panting after running a few hundred feet, only to see the headmistress wonder back into the mansion.  Feeling a little silly for leaving just before the woman arrived, the crimson haired girl walked carefully back towards the house, slipping in behind Livia and hid behind her dress, placing the powerful woman between herself and the unholy woman she was speaking to.