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Selvina listened to Lady Gwynn attentively as she spoke, a frown crossing her face.  'Irish Demons'?  It didn't sound good, to say the least.  That was similar to the conclusion she had reached during her studies, however.

When Gwynn's eyes narrowed though Lady Selvina gulped before forcing herself to become steeled for what would likely be a very painful moment in the next few seconds.  Still it was the right thing to do.  It had helped her in the library at least.

The scholar wrapped her former betrothed with a hug, squeezing tightly as she did so and not letting go for the moment.  [color=gray]"Look, Gwynn ... I know you've been through a lot recently.  I don't know why you got rid of Maoin, but I'll believe that you honestly thought it was for the best of both of you.  I'm sorry you lost your cousin and learned of this curse.  And I'll say that perhaps your father had this coming."[/color]  If anything bad happened, it would be her own fault wouldn't it?  

[color=gray]"I don't know what this job you went on really was, but you don't seem happy.  You look like you are in pain.  And that look in your eyes is ... dangerous.  And you're not in a fight.  So please, calm down."[/color]  The mage looked at Gwynn as they were wrapped in a hug.

Ideally, Gwynn would lose that murderous look in her eyes and talk about life, as annoying as that could be.  In reality, she'd probably get stabbed in the next couple of seconds.

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[b]"Well I can't help you too much with that, I'm afraid.  Le Clothe works in fabric, but this blacksmith of yours would likely be able special order it.  Will cost a fortune though - you may be discussing a trade of a favor rather than a price.  If your parents give you that large of an allowance Lady Lightsword so that is a simple purchase, than could you please send just a bit my way?"[/b]  The man chuckled a bit at what was clearly a joke - it had been intended to be in good humor.  [b]"Either way, the fabric needs to be strong enough to support a variety of metals - but I can handle that.  I'll talk to him for ya and see what we can work out here, alright?"[/b]

The kitten approached Lady Sorcha during the conversation, looking up at her with big eyes and rubbing her head just a little against the powerful woman's right arm as she looked up happily.

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Fia listened to Ritsa's story as her hair was washed out - it felt very nice, but the hydra's version of storytelling seemed ecstatic and prone to horrible inaccuracies.  But ... cold and lonely?  The phoenix wasn't sure what she meant by that, but the hydra would find her receiving an understanding look if she happened to be paying enough attention.

And luckily the rescue at the end of the tale.  Cynthia simply started and told the happy part of her story, at which the crimson haired girl nodded.  It wasn't as if they were obligated to tell her or anything.  [color=salmon]"... anyways ... thanks ..."[/color]  Gods, this felt pleasant.

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Of course she wasn't unappealing to the eyes, she was a sexy-

WHAT?

A 'busy and older look'?  What did this woman want for a familiar, a cow?  For a couple of seconds Meowka fumed.  Well, what was wrong with lithe and dexterous, huh?  Besides, there was nothing wrong with not having a rack the size of the larger fruits from those stands she robbed from periodically.  Right!? How was one supposed to move around with one of those pairs, anyways?  It wasn't as if she had eate-

As she was called a 'cute little daughter' though she calmed down a little bit from a slight anger to a little understanding.  It ... it seemed like her mistress was sincere.  Meowka of course was still upset because of the previous comment, but if it meant receiving 'tons of outfits'?  Sure!  Meowka grinned as they approached the counter and waited impatiently for them to finish bartering.  As Katherine presented the collar to Meowka she proudly exposed her neck for the ornate object.

She blinked in surprise when it was placed.  The name tag changed as normal, but something was off.  The first was that after a minute the archwizard would have a constant update on her familiar's position, but Meowka wasn't aware of that.  The thing that surprised the kitten was how it magically locked in place.  A slight tug revealed that the simple buckle wouldn't pull at her hands.

For a moment she panicked visibly until she looked towards her mistress with plenty of bravado and shoved her hip out to make sure it and the thighs would not be unnoticed.  [color=blue]"But how would this [i]thin[/i] and [i]dexterous[/i] and [i]daughterly[/i] body hurt you?  Didn't you say your bed was large enough for the two of us not to touch?"[/color]  The girl gave as innocent of a smile as possible.  [color=blue]"Wait you probably want to run your hands over your smooth pet at night and cuddle up against her, don't you Mistress Katherine?![/color]  She placed both hands over her mouth as if in shock.  [color=blue]"Or-or were you thinking of playing with me mistress!  Don't worry, I always am willing to return your attention - I'll rub back.  Maybe even include a few licks."[/color]

The wizard probably wasn't surprised by the cat's attempt to be confusingly seductive or her rowdiness.  She would probably be a little surprised as the night prowler walked up close and licked her on the neck though.