Hagumi was seated in a chair in front of a ornately carved dressing table, and at the sound of Torva’s voice, she paused in the brushing out of her hair to stand and pad silently across the room to the door, which she opened and ushered Torva inside after a quick kiss to the end of his nose. “It’s probably nothing, but we’ll be going downstairs soon enough,,, I’m sure if it’s important, Phryne will be here shortly… if not, don’t worry so much. Mother is always discussing things with this servant or that one. I guess I don’t pay it a lot of mind.” Giving Torva another smile, Hagumi returned to the dressing table and seated herself, once again picking up the pearl handed brush she had been using, and resuming the brushing of her long, golden blonde hair.

“Did you sleep well?” Hagumi asked softly as she drew the brush slowly through her hair. Hagumi made for a lovely picture most times, and now was no different. She was clothed in a shimmering silk nightgown that reached to her ankles. Her golden blonde hair fell like a shimmering waterfall over her creamy, silken soft shoulders. Her figure, even seated, showed the curves and valleys that made her form so alluring, even when dressed in the simplest garb. Her ice blue eyes, however, seemed clouded a little as they studied her reflection in the dressing table’s rounded mirror. “I have… slept lots better,” Hagumi admitted with a long, quiet sigh.

“We should be going downstairs soon… breakfast will be ready,” Hagumi said, seeming to be speaking partly to herself as well as Torva s she stood and crossed the large room to a tall wardrobe that was against the wall opposite the foot of her large four poster canopy bed, Slipping out of her nightgown, Hagumi allowed it to drop to the floor before moving to retrieve it and placing the garment in a clothes bin beside the wardrobe. Dressing in fresh undergarments and robe, white with a sky blue border around the neck, hem, and wrists, Hagumi again crossed the room to the dressing table, where she picked up a pair of tiny pearl earrings and put those on, before she turned again toward Torva. “Let’s go,” she said, giving his larger hand a squeeze with hers as they stood in the now open doorway to her room. 

Arriving downstairs a short time later, Hagumi spotted her mother and Phryne standing near the entrance to the dining room. From inside said room came the sound(s) of servants going about setting plates and glasses, along with some muffled bits of hushed conversation. Th scents of various food(s) wafted from the room, teasing those outside with the delightful aromas of tea, bacon, sausage, waffles, pancakes, and other such things, all made even better, of course, by seraphim chefs, or so they claimed. With a loving smile, Hagumi embraced her mother, kissing her on the right cheek before she gave Phryne a hug as well; offering both a ‘good morning,’ as she stepped back, waiting for Torva to say his ‘hello,’ and for the morning meal to begin, the conversation Torva had mentioned now in the back of her mind.

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She was alive… somehow; this had come to Chii as a surprise as her eyes had fluttered slowly open at some point during the night. She had drifted back into slumber almost as quickly as she had awoken, not waking again until some time later. Seeing no one about, Chii had sat up, yawn prettily, well as prettily as a sore and battered dragoness could, then turned and slipped her feet over the side of the bed she had been placed in. Chii winced a little as she stood, not from the coolness of the floor against her bare feet, but from the motion as she stretched tentatively, arching her spine, stretching her wings and grasping at the ceiling above her as she lifted her arms slowly above her head. “I wonder... where... Neon is...?”

Musing softly to herself, Chii looked about the room and after looking about some more, found a long royal purple cloak, It was the best thing she could wear, as there wasn’t anything else about that fit her. Slicing two slits in the back of the cloak, her claws making short work of the velvety material, Chii pushed her wings through and tied the cloak about her, fastening it at the neck and wrapping it around her before she wandered off. Not knowing where to look for Neon, or the others, Chii randomly searched room after room of the home she found herself in before growing vexed and taking her increasingly vexing and fruitless search outside.

This wasn’t much better, Chii thought as she paused at the side of a random street. Finding a bench nearby, the little dragoness would sit down with a loud and exasperated sigh. The truth of the matter was, Chii was a bit lost. Lost in the sense she didn’t know where to look for Neon or the others next, She could return to the home she had awoken in, Chii thought with a slight frown. Someone there would know something, probably, and maybe Neon was there after all, running about doing something. Or maybe she would just go back and sleep some more. What was it with seraphim and being up at the crack of dawn anyways?

No; she didn’t mind that so much, she was just yet feeling tired from her ordeal, Chii mused to herself as she sat on the bench, starting to feel more and more relaxed as the golden yellow sun climbed higher and higher into the sapphire blue, cloudless sky, and bathed her in soothing, warming rays of sunlight. Maybe she would go back later, Chii thought aloud, raising her right hand quickly to her mouth to cover another loud and long yawn that had escaped her lips. “Cadogan.. I wonder where Cadogan is,” the dragoness pondered aloud as her eyes started to slide closed, their lids suddenly very heavy. “I wanted him… to make me… some new armour…”