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

[color=aba000]"Then I am unsure what you wish to do. You have no way of tracking her, yet still want to go after her? What will you do, wonder the earth until you grow old and die?"[/color] Well, if Livia wasn't talking there was likely a reason for it which meant, she was up to something and really didn't want someone to interfere. The dragon shook her head and continued. [color=aba000]"I suppose I could try talking with her, though I doubt I could change her mind. The headmistress can be rather...stubborn sometimes."[/color] Sorcha mused. 

[h3][center]~Cynthia~[/center][/h3]

Cynthia narrowed her eyes at the paper. Hiragana? Well, she had heard of it and seen it every now and then, but had never tried reading it. It made her head hurt a little bit. Little marks like that changing how something was said? It seemed rather...precise? One little mistake could chance the entire meaning of a word in that case. Not that she was ever going to be making such a mistake, but it seemed a bit...complicated. It was over fairly quickly though, and Mugi was done.

[b][b]"I see..."[/b][/b] Honestly, Cynthia felt like she hadn't done all that well. She walked back over to the bed, taking a seat as she looked at Mugi, trying to think of something else to do...she was a grown woman, damn it. This should not be that difficult.

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

[color=a187be]"The office? Oh please Fia dear, if that is your idea of fun..."[/color] Livia shook her head, chuckling softly. [color=a187be]"I was thinking...perhaps taking Fia on a visit to the lake. She hasn't been there yet. Oh, of course, I also get to see you in a swimsuit, so that's a plus."[/color]


[h3][color=ec008c][center]~Myrilla~[/center][/color][/h3]

[color=ec008c]"Curse? Trade?"[/color] Myrilla scoffed, as if sounding offended, though a small smile graced her lips. This human was proving to be quite amusing. She'd prefer if he wasn't so obviously scared of her, but she couldn't exactly blame him. This would be a startling situation for most people. [color=ec008c]"What do you take me for? A low class demon with barely any power? No no, my little Swen,"[/color] She smiled, disappearing again, only to reappear next to him, leaning on him slightly as she tossed an arm around his shoulder. [color=ec008c]"I'm much, much, worse~"[/color] With a giggle, she released him, taking a few steps away before bowing.

[color=ec008c]"Allow me to introduce myself. Myrilla Nemorienne, but you, might have heard of me under a different name. Lord Sathanus, Demon Lord of Wrath, at your service."[/color] She looked back at him with a smile. [color=ec008c]"And you, Swen, darling, are in great danger, and I might be able to help just a bit."[/color]