[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/7tFrO7i.png[/img][h2][color=goldenrod]DIANA, THE CLAW OF HEAVENS[/color][/h2][/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]Diana hurried back to her room, after her brief interlude in the courtyard. The dragon girl had many preparations to do and little time at her disposal. The alluring fragrance of sweet confections filled the dragon girl's room for what felt like minutes of work for Diana, yet took a few hours to accomplish. Time flies when you are having fun, and Diana certainly was at this moment.

[color=goldenrod]"Well, then I guess this is alright but... haven't I made a little too much?"[/color] Diana said to herself, rubbing away a  stain on her cheek, as she stared at the fruits of her work, a sizeable pile of dragon chocolates, modeled just like her majestic wings. [color=goldenrod]"Nah, you can never have too many sweets,"[/color] she said, shrugging the matter of as she began to wrap them in thin gold foil and scarlet ribbons that would make sender of the treats even more evident if their shape and the fact that they were made with quite a high skill—which Diana inherited from a certain half of her parents, right along with the other's appetite.

As soon as Diana was done with wrapping and placing the chocolates into gift baskets, along with other carefully picked presents for each of the persons she meant to give them to, she stored the baskets in a magic bag and went out to distribute them. Knowing that she couldn't give all of the presents personally, Diana asked help of none other than Iona—everything going in or out of Celestia had to be inspected by the Archangel, after all— to help her send gifts to Bastion (along with the chocolates, Diana sent an apology letter, some celestial fruits, and a plushie doll based on Diana's dragon form), to Diana's parents and their Masters (along with two cakes and a letter telling about everything that happened in the past few months and how Diana was having fun), to a certain Golden Knight (along with a letter telling him that she was doing her best to look after 'that person' as well as challenging him to another duel) and finally, to Victoire (along with a glass of wine, roses, and a letter telling that, despite everything that happened, Diana actually hoped that they could become friends one day). Obviously, Diana had a present for Iona as well, it wasn't meant as any sort of bribery but because Iona was one of the few persons around Celestia that Diana was still acquainted with.

After she was done with the long range deliveries, Diana went out to deliver the ones she could do personally. Her first stop being a certain dark corner of Celestia that visited by few beings. Ever since her Asgardian outing along with Suparna, Diana felt that she should come here to at least say thanks to the Angel of Death for her work, but time never allowed her to.

Today was going to be different.

[color=goldenrod]"Hmm, is there anyone home? I brought a gift for you. Can I... come in?"[/color], Diana asked as she used her tail to knocked on Marianne's door while her arms were occupied with a basket holding the chocolate, some flowers, a thank you letter, and incense. 

[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/qKQB8aN.png[/img][h2][color=ffb7c5]EOS, SUPREME QUEEN OF THE MACHINA OF MANKIND[/color][/h2][/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][color=ffb7c5]"..."[/color] Eos' initial response to Roma seemed to be completely robotic and emotionless, however, the Eel would be able to feel an arm bringing her close to the android's chest in a wordless display of affection.

A moment later, Eos let Roma go and took a step backward before pretty much pushing the doll she had in her arms at the Eel's face. [color=ffb7c5]"Is Bastion home as well? I'm just done dealing with a problem regarding some unruly individuals and thought about coming for a visit,"[/color] she said in a monotone voice, taking a short break before asking, [color=ffb7c5]"Can I come in?"[/color]

Eos took a look over Roma's head, glancing at the basket resting on the couch—that certainly wasn't there when Roma came to answer the door. She was about to ask about it when no one but Henry came into them out of the blue. The white-haired android frowned, cursing inwardly, before she addressed his question. [color=ffb7c5]"I understand it if a being that never met us doesn't recognize this form. But, you should know better about Roma, Bastion, and myself, Avaritia. A high caliber warrior such as yourself should be able to recognize your Queen regardless of whatever body I decide to use, don't you think?"[/color]

[color=ffb7c5]"Unless your senses are getting dull because you are becoming too soft, just like a certain Eel that I know,"[/color] Eos said, taking the opportunity to make a witty comment aimed at Roma, just like in the old times.

[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/2ms6Yph.png[/img][h2][color=gold]HOHENHEIM, THE ALCHEMIST OF GENESIS[/color][/h2][/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][color=gold]"Ho~, smelling yourself, you say?"[/color] Hohenheim replied to Titanica as she finished doing her hair and began to fiddle with a makeup kit. [color=gold]"Perhaps, you would be interested in a new perfume? I know exactly the best one for you,"[/color] the Alchemist grinned as she produced a crystal bottle from a drawer and sprinkled  Titanica with its surprisingly sweet smelling contents. [color=gold]"That's a special mix I finished a couple days ago. I call it Cherry Love. You can even keep it if you like, I need someone to test the effects of longtime exposition, anyway,"[/color] Hohenheim said, pushing the bottle on Titanica's hands before she took a lock of the other Vassal's hair and studied it with seemingly great curiosity.

[color=gold]"Now that I think about it. If you ever decided to work on your looks, you could come up to quite a nice position in the Vassals' beauty rank,"[/color] Hohenheim said without a care in the world while she listened to the remainder of Titanica's spiel. After the lizard woman said all she had to, the Alchemist said, [color=gold]"Nah, I don't know anything about that. I mean, I know how you smell and all that, but that's not what you are asking, is it, dear Titanica?"[/color]

[color=gold]"Though, I can imagine a few reasons why you lost your trail in the Oblivion Dungeon. Before I get into any further conjectures, we will need to get a better look at the last place you remember that you felt this smell,"[/color] Hohenheim said in an unusually considerate voice while she continued to fiddle with Titanica's hair, in fact going as far as braiding its tip. [color=gold]"There's just a caveat that you'll have to deal with on your own. Since that place is out of the Nexus, somewhere between everything and nothing, neither of our powers can make the trip. You'll have to either get a permit from that Workaholic Archangel or convince the Snake to get you there."[/color]

[color=gold]"What is it that you are going to choose, T.I.T.A.N.I.C.A.~?"[/color]