[i]When Roxas asked her if she wanted him to come, she shook her head slightly, her eyes shifting to the ground. She had told him no. It felt weird, and she felt a pang of guilt at his expression, but she didn't really want him to know what other errands she was running. She wasn't sure whether he would think the idea was stupid or not. 

Either way, Ophelia made her way into the shopping area of the city. The ballet studio wasn't quite 'shopping' but it was still nearby. She moved at human speed, enjoying her time alone on the way there. She hadn't been by herself in a while so she was savoring this time to herself. She also hadn't practiced her ballet in some time, and she was itching to start again. After a while of walking, she made it to the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/08/af/b5/08afb5874a12161f81db5c40b882c1c3.gif]studio[/url]. She stopped outside for a few moments to look at the building, and then opened the door and stepped inside. Once the door closed behind her, her gaze shifted around the room, looking for her instructor. Finally her eyes came to land on a tall, thin female. Her hair was white as snow, similar to Ophelia's. You'd almost think they could be twins. 

Ophelia smiled gently, her eyes sparkling a little happily. She walked up to the fellow ballerina and she hugged her for a moment.

The woman spoke then her voice melodic, [color=ed145b]"Good day, Ophelia. It's been a while."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Yes. I've been busy at SPA. I promise though to come more regularly now, Camille."[/color]

[color=ed145b]"Are you here to dance, now?"[/color] Camille asked, watching Ophelia's gaze carefully.

[color=6ecff6]"No, I'm actually here to pay the next year's lessons. I hope that's alright?"[/color] Ophelia asked her, shifting slightly.

Camille nodded and lead her to the front desk, moving in behind it to set up the payment. Since Ophelia had been a member for some time, the studio already had her account information, and the Solars were transferred over almost instantly. 

[color=ed145b]"There we go. All done!"[/color] Camille said, smiling, two small fangs visible between her lips. 

Ophelia grinned and moved to hug Camille once more. 

[color=6ecff6]"Thank you so much, lovely. I have some more things I need to do. But, I [b]will[/b] be seeing you tomorrow!!"[/color] Ophelia waved at her and made her way out of the studio, back out onto the street. She gazed around now, taking note of who was around, and thinking which places might be able to assist her in her next errand. She first decided to go to Elias's Alchemy shop. She entered slowly, pulling up the hood of her cloak before doing so, despite the fact this might make her look suspicious. 

Entering the shop she could smell mixtures of chemicals and other things. Brightly colored vials topped with corks rested in holders in multiple rows along the walls around the room, neighboring different plants in small pots and other, less identifiable objects placed upon tables. Ophelia moved slowly through the shop, gazing at each item as she passed by it, before reaching the front desk. Soft music played in the background, and she looked around for someone to help her. She cleared her throat slightly, which she realized at this point was now starting to burn with thirst. She shook her head slightly, ignoring it, and waited.

[color=fff200]"O-oh! Hello! Be right there!"[/color] A male's voice called from somewhere in the shop. 

Ophelia waited patiently and finally an extremely tall elf male walked out from behind a curtain, his brown hair frizzy around his face, from work no doubt. He smiled at Ophelia, greeting her with a firm hand shake. Ophelia lowered her hood and let it rest against her back and shoulders. She brushed the strands away from her face and looked up at the man, who she assumed was Elias. 

[color=6ecff6]"Hello. I was wondering..."[/color] Ophelia began, though hesitant. She wanted to word her question correctly, but knew it was going to be odd nonetheless.

[color=fff200]"You were wondering?"[/color] He said back, waiting.

[color=6ecff6]"I was wondering, if perhaps you had some type of, Vampiric sleeping potion. Something I could take nightly to make me sleep."[/color] She said, trying to sound confident.

The elf looked at her curiously, his head tilting to one side. 

[color=fff200]"Why on Earth would you need such a potion?"[/color] he asked, still rattled at her words.

Her eyes moved toward the counter for a moment while she spoke, [color=6ecff6]"My bond... Is not a Vampire, you see? I want to be able to sleep when he does."[/color]

Elias looked at her, concern crossing his face. It wasn't unheard of for Vampires to bond with other creatures outside of their race, but it also wasn't common. Ophelia gazed up just in time to see Elias shake his head.

[color=fff200]"I'm sorry dear. I don't have anything like that here... You may want to try speaking with the council. They might have something, or some advice, for you that could work."[/color] His eyes were kind along with his voice, but Ophelia felt disappointed. 

[color=6ecff6]"Alright. Thank you for your time anyway. Would you know how I could get there?"[/color] She asked, hoping he would at least be able to direct her.

After a few moments, he drew out a map with a feather quill and ink on some parchment. Handing it to her, he smiled, [color=fff200]"Good luck, young one." [/color]

And with that, Ophelia turned and left the shop, staring down at the map in her hand. She began on the journey, unsure how long it would take her.[/i]