[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=Olive]Location: Hallway ---> Formal Sitting Room[/color][/b] [/center]
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Richard snapped from his rush of thoughts and gave Tatl a stern look. [color=Olive]"That- is unkind to say of my sister."[/color] He stated coldly. Child or no he would not hear of insults to his beloved baby sister. To be quite honest this buzzing girl was obnoxious to the point of annoyance. Little wonder Ayita was one of the few particularly young children he could be around. [color=Olive]"I'm merely curious what she is up to, she rarely does anything wrong. Perhaps a bit oddly, but not wrong."[/color] Looking to Tael he gave a slight smirk as the calmer boy flew about.

[color=Olive]"That 'weirdo' girl is only so weird as you are."[/color] He informed the pixie girl, Tatl. Turning on his heels the man stalked down the hall to the front palor. Ducking under the pixie's feet. It was a retreat that was true, but he honestly didn't give a damn at the moment. This girl was a faux fairy who was so very like a demon of torment. Rapping knuckles on the door the palor, he ducked into the room. Shutting the door firmly behind him, being careful lest he catch the girl in the frame in his attempt to escape her. [color=Olive]"This is why I adored Ayita. She. Is. Quiet."[/color] He gritted out with a wearied sigh. Giving a small nod to Dean, and the others in the room he collapsed into a chair.

[h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location: Outside[/color][/b][/center]
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Ayita pulled up short as her amber eyes narrowed on the woman approaching the manor. Stepping slightly in front of Allison, the tall Alaskan narrowed her eyes as she studied this new comer for she was unlike anyone Ayita had ever seen. Which was not always a good thing, though as Storm smiled Ayita retracted the step, her eyes softening from their keen edge as she pointedly did not respond to Marygold. That [i]woman[/i] should be happy that Ayita was not demanding satisfaction for the insult to her brother. [color=ForestGreen]"It is no bother."[/color] Her voice as quiet as ever in contrast to her tall and limber form. Ayita had heard of Storm from various talk about the school and her family. The woman was an ally in every sense and Ayita had no reason to doubt that.

Though her head whipped about as two figures dropped from the sky. With eyes of the tiger, her lips pulled back in a snarl as the beast within her uncurled in preparation for a fight. Things that dropped from the sky hadn't been good in her past experiences. Though she paused as Mary identified them. Relaxing she let out an annoyed breath. [color=ForestGreen][i]"Why is it we have- people showing up at the Mansion? And-"[/i][/color] Ayita grumbled on a private thought to Allison, her eyes shifting to the blonde woman before her eyes once more were drawn to the chattering group. [color=ForestGreen]"Cats."[/color] She stated firmly and with a bit of wonder. Making a wide berth around Marygold while pointedly ignoring the woman, Ayita was lured by the carrier. Her eyes still looking like a cats as she studied the furry shapes. It was best she ignored their 'leader' for now, Ayita mused. She was not sure she would be able to handle another insult.

But she was incredibly interested in the cats. Her mother had never allowed pets and she did care for the odd injured bird at the mansion but they never stayed. They were stirring from sleep, and Ayita bent and reached out carefully with a chittering mewl of her own to catch their attention and greeting. A tiger's chuff. [color=ForestGreen]"You can let them run loose outside if you wish. There is no predator that will prey upon them for none would dare pass into my territory. If they do, I shall deal with them, if that is not too barbaric."[/color] Ayita couldn't keep the snarl from voice, though it was soft, as she cast a furious look at Marygold as she stood. [color=ForestGreen]"You care for them well, and good of you for it."[/color] Her amber turned to Gambit as she considered the man a small smile gracing her face as she dismissed Marygold by firmly turning her back on the woman. Not a sign of trust but of scorn. [color=ForestGreen]"They are mighty hunters."[/color] Ayita purred at the carrier. Enthralled by the small balls of fuzz she would dwarf.