[COLOR=lightblue][b][u]The Authoress[/u][/b]

  Broken character she may have, but the Authoress wasn't one to loiter around without purpose. Interaction was key in setting most events in motion; from the limited information she could extract from what she could see of this dimension's timeline, this wasn't going to be the most eventful dimension she'd been in. A break from such a setting was what she had been seeking for when she entered the Restaurant, however, and she wasn't about to complain.

  As she set down her mug after taking another long drink, the Authoress looked over to Cledwynn, intent on picking their conversation back up where she had left off. Then her watch beeped, in a rather rhythmic fashion. She heaved a sigh. No matter how many times she had told Erised [i]not[/i] to contact her through such means, her adversary [i]still[/i] insisted on doing so, for the purpose of attempting to provoke her, no doubt. Five minutes in one dimension without Erised bothering her was a record, anyway. Pulling back her sleeve, she tapped the face of her watch and lifted it to her mouth.

  "[b]What did you do this time?[/b]"

  "[/COLOR][COLOR=red][b]Come on, every time I call doesn't necessarily mean I did something bad.[/b][/COLOR][COLOR=lightblue]"

  "[b]You've never called me for something good you've done.[/b]"

  "[/COLOR][COLOR=red][B]True. Hey, I'll keep this short, I wanna get back to my fun.[/B][/COLOR][COLOR=lightblue]" The Authoress knew what Erised's 'fun' consisted of and how it was perceived by most others as something that was quite the opposite of the word Erised used to call it but she did not comment. There was no point in calling out on something the both of them already knew.

  "[/COLOR][COLOR=red][B]Yeah, soooo, I kiiiiinda mashed a couple alternate dimensions together? Well, it was more like six dimensions. Yeah, it's total chaos out here, it's awesome. Starting to get a little crazy, though, so I figured I'd call you, heh.[/B][/COLOR][COLOR=lightblue]"

  The Authoress highly doubted Erised had been worried about the balance they were meant to maintain. If anything, she must have become bored, if she had been driven to the point that she was calling the Authoress. Even then, it was a half-hearted attempt as she had yet to come to meet her face-to-face. At the very least, the Authoress could relate. To have everything in your grasp wasn't all it was cut out to be. Well, not everything. It wasn't as if she had her emotions, or most of them. The multiverse was a big place too, so she wasn't worrying about running out of encountering new things just yet (not that she could). This Restaurant was proof of it.

  "[b]I'll clean up your mess later[/b]," was her dry answer as she ended the call, despite the other's vehement protests. The Authoress didn't like being interrupted when she was in the midst of her own projects.

  Some time during the brief call, yet another character had entered the Restaurant. The Authoress observed Sen, swathed in robes and complete with braided hair. A deceiving appearance, indeed, though from the bodyguards behind her, anybody could tell that something was up with the child. Regardless, Sen herself seemed to be harmless for now and she was now attempting a conversation with Ga'Ria.

  Satisfied with her observation, she turned to Cledwynn, disinterested eyes meeting his gaze.

  "[b]If you'd allow me to reintroduce myself[/b]," she said, "[b]my name is not Sandra. Rather, I am the Authoress.[/b]" She lifted her mug, indulging herself with another sip of the heavenly coffee. Heavenly as it was, however, it provoked no emotional stimuli within her. She set the mug down.

  "[b]I felt it necessary to inform you so as to avoid possible confusion in future interactions[/b]," she continued. Well, not just him. The others as well, later on. However, she was currently interacting with him and not them. Therefore, it was not of pressing importance to let them know of her actual identity at the moment.[/COLOR]