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

[b]"If that is what you wish."[/b] Cynthia replied with a small sigh. She was hoping she could visit Mugi a bit, but it was her job to do this after all. She might as well give the young girl the royal treatment as well. She hardly ever asked for it, or ever wanted it...so perhaps it would do good to let Fia have a bit of relaxing as long as Livia hadn't need of her.

[color=a187be]"Try not to take up too much of her time, Fia dear."[/color] Livia said with a teasing chuckle. [color=a187be]"She might get a little lovesick and a certain Ice-woman might get a little jealous."[/color] Cynthia simply shot Livia an embarrassed glare, knowing full well the headmistress was just teasing her like usual so she simply kept walking.

Ritsa, excited to finally be going somewhere knew bolted out of the headmistress' office, opening the large wooden doors to the room with little effort before speeding down the hallway and outside.

[color=a187be]"Goodness, that one has a lot of energy..."[/color] Livia chuckled. [color=a187be]"How I miss being her age and able to run everywhere."[/color] Not that she actually did such a thing. She was more the type to spend that energy glaring at people and telling them not to bother her. Eventually the group made their way back to Livia's home, not far from the main school building. Once inside, Cynthia motioned for Fia to follow.

[b]"There is a private bath and washroom that the headmistress uses this way. I doubt she will mind us using it."[/b]

[color=f26522]"Hey hey, scary maid lady!"[/color] Ritsa said with a grin. [color=f26522]"Me too!"[/color]

[b]"..."[/b] Cynthia eyed Ritsa with a somewhat scary expression, though the Hydra seemed completely unaffected and kept grinning at the Maid. [b]"...very well. Follow as well, if you would."[/b]

[color=black][h3][center]~Fox, Gwynn~[/center][/h3][/color]

Eith? The hound was still here, then?

This was just getting weirder and weirder...and more and more suspicious.

[color=8dc73f]"Ha, don't have to tell me that, Eith. I don't know what's going on here, but I need to talk with Swen about something."[/color] Gwynn replied. [color=8dc73f]"Where is my 'betrothed' anyways?"[/color] She scoffed. [color=8dc73f]"I haven't seen him in a few weeks. Not since I left Sappho anyways."[/color] Not that it really mattered. Gwynn sighed, taking a seat on the bed. [color=8dc73f]"This fox will just have to put up with my 'alcohol laden breath' until then. I haven't even drank that much this morning."[/color]

[color=black]"So hateful,"[/color] She chuckled. [color=black]"And even after I'm pretty sure you enjoyed what I gave you last night."[/color] The fox smirked, Gwynn simply shrugged dismissively. Well, whatever. This was bound to be interesting anyways. To see how her 'master' would respond to this situation. So the fox merely walked back over to the table and continued making charms.

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

[color=aba000]"Waiting on you, Luna."[/color] Sorcha said getting off of the bed and walking over to Luna with a grin. [color=aba000]"But yes, we are both ready. Would you like another flying lesson?"[/color] The dragon teased, knowing full well that would likely be a no. [color=aba000]"Let us be off then. I have something I wish to purchase for a certain little kitten living in our house at the moment."[/color] With that the dragon would leave the dorm and head to the shopping district of the city.

If no one stopped anywhere else first, the first place the dragon would stop is a very familiar clothing store that most everyone on campus was familiar with. Once inside, the dragon immediately went to the counter and started speaking about the specifics of the dress she wanted while Luna and Maoin waited. As soon as it was done, the dragon handed the clothes to Maoin.

[color=aba000]"Alright, here is something I think you'll love quite a bit~"[/color] Sorcha said with a smile. [color=aba000]"A uniform, or at least something I will expect you to wear while serving me."[/color]

Maoin would immediately notice one thing.

This was less of a dress and more of a one-piece black corset that left [i]very[/i] little to the imagination. It barely covered up her front! It had two straps that secured the corset firmly in place by tying it around the neck, with a very low neckline that reached to just below her chest. The back was similarly devoid of any concealment.