[color=yellow][h3][center]Lunalel Lightsword[/center][/h3][/color]

Luna went along with Sorcha since she seemed to know where she was going.  Somewhere specific really.  She just quietly followed behind and kept an eye out.  That is, until she saw just what she wanted for Maoin to wear. . . Could that even be called clothing.  That looked more embarrassing to wear than most anything.  The Knightess couldn't help but hold her face on out of respect for the cat.  When she went to change, she looked at Sorcha.  [color=yellow]"What are you making that girl wear? That outfit is far too much."[color] That thought was definitely enhanced when Maoin finally came out looking like she was one of those types of girls.  [color=yellow]"Please tell me there's at least something to go over it that's actually modest."[/color]

[color=red][h3][center]Eith[/center][/h3][/color]

Eith was confused by the fox's last comments and was about to speak when Caras walked back through the door.  She seemed fairly confused as to why Sword-Girl was there. She nodded at the question about staying with the librarian though.  Still, something didn't sit especially right with her.  Maybe she was just think about it too much. . . That wasn't especially good for her. . . 'Make you two feel welcome.'  Perhaps it was just because there was a seed of doubt sewn within from the day before, but she asked a question.  [color=red]"If idle insults are welcome, then yes.  But, I don't need someone to make me feel welcome and is this not my home?  Unless I'm mistaken?"[/color]

[color=green][h3][center]Katherine Lindall[/center][/h3][/color]

[color=green]"More effort into communication?"[/color]  Katherine asked.  They were dolls, what did she expect exactly?  [color=green]"I'm sorry my illiterate cat, let me take all of my earnings so I can put that towards a collaberative research project to give these dolls a voice.  You didn't [i]really[/i] want that collar, right?"[/color]  She wasn't serious of course.  Maybe she could find someone to teach the cat reading skills.  Cynthia was teaching her new girlfriend. . . There was also that ex-librarian bunny.  Well, that was for another day.  [color=green]"And here I was thinking of buying you one you wanted rather than buying you a random one.  Guess you don't want a nice dinner at my expense either.  You're free to scurry home if you want."[/color]