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

[color=a187be]"Still setting goals too high for yourself, I see." [/color]Livia commented, as she led Katherine into the corridor behind the shelf and down a flight of stairs. As soon as they walked, the shelf reformed, putting the room just as it was. [color=a187be]"It is good you still aspire to such lofty things, but one should try keeping their goals grounded in reality."[/color] To put quite bluntly, that was something Katherine would [i]never[/i] be capable of in Livia's opinion. At least, not unless she let the other woman.

...which was a tantalizing option at the moment.

[color=a187be]"Indeed, futures. I am quite aware of your intentions, which is why I am doing you the courtesy of telling you this."[/color] As she walked, the blue flame in Livia's hand was the only source of illumination as they led down a flight of stairs, to a basement level of the academy. [color=a187be]"I think it might be rather obvious to one such as yourself, but my time on this planet is beginning to become rather...short. My physical body is deteriorating at a rather rapid rate and I have done all I can to keep it from doing so."[/color]

They reached the end of the stairs, a iron door easily opening as Livia pushed against it. The room that it led too seemed to a large rotunda of sorts. A large domed room, illuminated by a chandelier full of glowing crystals of some sort. The room itself was large enough to house a number of people, and had doors leading off into other directions. The place was remarkably clean, though a faint smell of chemicals and other sharp smelling agents could be detected in the air.

[color=a187be]"So take it as a fair warning...if you don't hurry along, then 132 years of time will finally be catching up with me."[/color] Livia stood in the center of the room, and turned to face Katherine. [color=a187be]"But that is irrelevant to the current happenings."[/color] She continued. [color=a187be]"You know I have spent most of my life for the betterment of [i]humans[/i] as a whole. [i]As[/i] a human, I thought I was doing something someone should have done ages ago. But it seems that was simply foolish, wasn't it? I'm not even human myself. That means that what I am doing is no better than any other tyrant king, or arrogant god who thinks they can do whatever they want with humans, or do you disagree with that? Indeed, it'd be quite easy for someone with knowledge of that to undermine any attempts I had at such a thing."[/color] Though she was quite certain she could easily deal with such a thing, but she was starting to become tired in her old age.

[h3][color=6ecff6][center]~Miren~[/center][/color][/h3]

Miren watched Fia read, waiting for her to possibly ask a question or to write something down. When she didn't, the rabbit merely sighed. Ugh, this was going to be a bit difficult, wasn't it?

[color=6ecff6]"Erm, Fia. If you read something that piques your interest or seems interesting or noteworthy, you should write it down in the notebook. Make a note of anything relating to that as well. Say, dates, times, names...places. Things like that."[/color]

That was about all she could do at the moment to help Fia. She supposed she could do it for her, but that seemed a little...easy? Or at least, counter productive in the long run.

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

[color=aba000]"Not a problem, really."[/color] The dragon chuckled. [color=aba000]"But it'd make walking much faster, don't you think?"[/color] Sorcha replied. [color=aba000]"I suppose if you don't want to speak, I could talk your ear off all day - though I doubt any of my stories are as grand as you think."[/color] Well...the ones she'd be willing to talk about, at least.

Whatever the kittens response, the dragon began speaking of past adventures - mostly the good ones as they walked.

[h3][color=f6989d][center]~Selvinia & Co~[/center][/color][/h3]

The boy Selvinia had greeted stared up at her with a somewhat apprehensive expression. He was dressed in simple garb made from animal hide and cloth. It wasn't too odd to assume that they didn't get many visitors up here, wherever they were. After a few seconds of debating, a mans voice called out from the top of the stone wall, and the boy shouted back in something that sounded like confirmation to something. He turned around and started to run off in the opposite direction and was quickly lost in a crowd of people.

A few seconds later, a man's voice echoed from the top of the small stone wall again, as he walked down a set of stairs leading up to it. He was dressed similarly to the boy, though he had a bow and arrow on his person. Judging from the look he was giving them he wasn't exactly the friendly sort, and from the way he had just put away the bow it seemed like he was likely watching them from atop the wall.

He spoke, pointing to them and then to the village. 

[i]"What is your purpose here?"[/i] 

Eith would be able to pick up on.

[color=f6989d]"...this guy could use a hug."[/color] Lyssa said with a giggle. Someone might want to try and make sure she doesn't actually try and do that.