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Arieen's gaze flicked between the two boys, getting a feel for their dynamic. Nello was evidently more shy than his counterpart, Nocturne. They completed each other, in the same way her mother completed her father. Two pans of a balance scale, each weighed with different materials, yet truly equal. 

Of course, one could see the union as strange, as they were technically identical. She didn't find it bizarre in the slightest. In her court, it wasn't odd to see people fantasizing about being with themselves. After all, there was no shame in living out one's fantasies in a kingdom where reality met imagination, and why not be with the one who knew you the most? Some of them took their vision a step further, to the point where Queen Alula married herself in a fantastic display of power. It was why she had no king, and no children of her own. 

[color=khaki]"He is quite...appealing. You both are."[/color] It was something about their size, and the way the boy's ears fell flat against his face like a mopey dog's. Well, cuter than a dog. She was also intrigued by Nocturne, because he was like an illusion brought to life. As he winked at her, a smile tugged at her lips. Alula would think he was a beautiful addition to the menagerie back home. 

At their offer, Arieen's wings went from the yellow of curiosity to the orange of joy. Holding a hand behind her back, she focused on the feel of a rose. The way it smelled when in full bloom, soft and delicate and fresh. The waxy coating on each black petal, tipped in gold that glittered. The stem, made up of a strong, forest green stalk with delicate leaves attached and not a thorn in sight. She felt it form in her hand, and held it out in front of her, gifting it to Nello. 

[color=lightsalmon]"For you and your love. I'd quite like to accompany you."[/color] Her tone was still quite cold, bordering on monotonous, but it was the thought that counted, right? She watched his arms. He had said one had been cut off that morning, but he must've been able to regrow them. A neat trick. Having someone she could throw out in front of her, who could continuously restore their limbs, would be useful.
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With a tilt of his head, Nello's crimson orbs conducted an exchange with the fairy, her presence and bearing offering a regality one was wise to expect from her kind. Even so, Nello was never a good judge of character, and his knowledge of other species had only recently been sharpened into more respectable wisdom. It was common for the boy to rely on his second half for exposition on the supernatural world, as Nello was often left clueless, and in the dark. 

It was an easy question to ask, truly, but what was Nello without Nocturne? Just another dying kid, he would admit. Or, more accurately, a dead kid. The thought was enough to cause discomfort, as one might have been able to imagine. However, Nello was quick to shift his attention to the rose which had manifested itself, at Arieen's behest. A breathtaking display, if simple, which left an appreciative smile on Nello's reptilian snout.

Black, along with a tint of gold. It was Nello's, or rather, Nocturne's color scheme. The shape granted to Calamity, a beautiful, and yet deadly presence. Indeed, beautiful, as was a clear reflection in the thorned rose. [color=b18f71]"Oh, wow,"[/color] Nello exclaimed, his small, dainty, and clawed fingers tenderly accepting the gift. 

Tipping each digit was a small claw, the color of night, which glimmered ever so softly beneath hallway lights. None in their right mind would look at Nello's soft, unblemished hands, and paint him a swordsman. However, at Nox Tenebrae, nothing was quite as it seemed. This was further elevated as Nello's eyes met the distant glare of yet another. A girl? She appeared almost as if falling snow, though, that might have been a rather poetic way of stating a somewhat chilling nature.
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A head of white hair peeked out from the top of the plush chair, curious eyes innocently staring at the pair that had walked into the lounge. admiring how each one looked, wondering what kind of people they were. Unlike some of the supernatural and mythical things that prowled the halls of Nox Tenebrae these two stood out to her. Perhaps it was the short yet slightly intimidating aura that the reptilian male possessed. Maybe it was the glittering wings and majestic atmosphere that the girl produced. Whatever it was it drew Eira's attention.

Eira wasn't sure what she expected,  but it definitely wasn't locking her gaze with the boy. Almost immediately she felt her skin tingle with nervousness, she was sure that her face held a pink tint to it and with her pale skin it probably stuck out like a sore thumb. Quickly to avoid any sort of confrontation the girl ducked down and curled up in her chair [color=ADD8E6][/i] "Oh he totally saw me staring like a freak!" [/i][/color] Now she wanted to just crawl into a hole and hide. 

[color=ADD8E6][i] "I probably look like some idiot....[/i][/color] The poor Phoenix was beginning to stress herself out simply because she thought that the two would think badly of her. Being raised on a mountain, isolated from everything meant she had no idea how to speak to people properly and while her teachers tried the best they could it was hard when she didn't really have anyone to call a friend and to talk with.
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Trailing Nello's gaze with her own, she watched a head of glistening white hair pop down behind the back of a lounge chair. She wasn't sure how she felt about someone watching them. She also wasn't okay with that person pretending to be none the wiser, and hiding. Of course, there were many reasons why someone could be peeping on them. They could be an admirer, or simply jealous. Of course, she didn't want people to assume she was attempting to court Nello, as he was technically alone in the gazes of others. It wasn't a good look for a fae of her status.

The solution was obvious. Throwing back her shoulders and spreading her wings to their fullest extent, she strode over to the culprit's chair. Putting on a cold smile, she leaned over the chair and stared down at the creature. It was a beautiful woman, with skin as pale as frost and cheeks red as blood. She looked innocent, but looks could be deceiving. Arieen would crush her without hesitation if it came to it.

[color=khaki]"Friend, you were looking at Nello and myself. I wonder, why were you staring at our exchange?"[/color]
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Just as Eira was thinking that the pair hadn't seen her amd would go on their merry way the colorful fae girl appeared. While her smile seemed kind there was an undertone of coldness to it that made her shiver. [color=ADD8E6][i] "Ahh...I-I was just admiring.[/i][/color] The white-haired girl stammered out, she felt like a little bug underneath that intense stare. It was odd how such a pretty lady could look so intimidating at the same time. [color=ADD8E6][i]"I really didn't mean anything by it...I just thought you guys looked cool.[/i][/color] 

Thinking it in her head and than actually saying it outloud was a big difference,  it made her feel even more embarrassed than she already was. Did normal people admitted such things aloud or were those things that were typically kept to oneself? [color=ADD8E6][i] "If I offended you guys or anything I'm really sorry[/i][/color]
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[i][color=b18f71]"Ugh, another one?"[/color][/i] Nocturne sighed. His arm slid down from where it had rested, circling Nello's neck, as the creature's eyes fixed their attention on the new, icy arrival. They were tired, Nocturne and Nello, for sure. Their fight with Lady Blackstone had robbed them of strength and stamina alike, and as much as Nello wished to engage in what Arieen had initiated, the boy found himself dropping onto a bench with a fatigued breath escaping his maw. If he closed his eyes, Nello would surely fall asleep.

[color=b18f71]"Being stared at isn't the best,"[/color] the young agent continued, fiddling with the black rose in his hands, eyes meeting his converse-clad feet. Luckily, the three talons within were quite small, evidently proportional to the rest of him, and prevented those demonic additions from ripping through the shoes. [color=b18f71]"But she seems rather..,"[/color] the teenager spoke, before Nocturne finished his sentence.

[i][color=b18f71]"Scared out of her mind?"[/color][/i] came a question. [i][color=b18f71]"About to have a heart attack? Queen Glittersnatch over there isn't exactly giving her an easy time."[/color][/i]

With a slight smirk featuring itself on his snout, Nello hid the expression behind the conjured shape of a night-colored rose. It smelled of beauty, an unmatched scent which lingered in the flower's wake. A representation of the fey, indeed. Forcing himself up from the bench, Nello managed a small groan, and started towards the exchange shared between a fairy, and a girl Arieen was about to afford a mental breakdown. [color=b18f71]"Hey,"[/color] the boy spoke, his soft, if ghostly and inhuman voice offering a somewhat more welcoming approach.
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Admiring? The intensity of Arieen's stare only grew, as she searched the girl's eyes for signs of deceit. There wasn't any that she could pick up on. She was being honest. How...endearing. Arieen's smile slowly defrosted, becoming something more natural and welcoming. She appreciated admirers. 

[color=lightsalmon]"Is that so?"[/color] She asked, radiating a serene joy. [color=lightsalmon]"There's no need to admire from afar, we're all...amicable here. Why don't you join us? We're just hanging out."[/color] Did hanging out make her sound more friendly? It didn't matter, she was being kind enough.

As Nello approached, Arieen clapped her hands together as if it were settled. [Color=lightsalmon]"Perfect! So, what's your name?"[/color] She asked, still looking directly at the girl.
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Eira averted her gaze from that of the Fairies, she began to pick on her clothing in a nervous way. She was beginning to feel a tad overwhelmed with the situation, what was she supposed to do? What was this intense lady going to do? Luckily things seemed to take a turn when the small boy came up to them with a simple "Hey". Unlike the intense glare of the girl the boy's tone had a more subtle and soft approach, it made her frayed nerves relax a tad. It seemed like they both had begun to pick up on the fact that she wasn't trying to be hostile or anything, in fact they seemed pleased about it. When the fairy girl mentioned that she didn't need to stare and could hang out with them her icy-colored eyes practically glittered with excitement. 

Someone had actually offered to hang out with her?! Blinking a few times she had to take a second to make sure they were actually still there, any they were which made her heart flutter with happiness. [color=ADD8E6][i] "Ah! My name is Eira"[/i][/color], to hang out with her?! If one looked closely enough they could see a slight shimmer to her skin, similar to that of when fresh snow was on the ground. That shimmer seemed to come and go with her emotions and right now it was quite apparent, though not so noticeable that it distracted people. Looking at the pair that were now speaking with her Eira smiled gently, [color=ADD8E6][i]"What are your guy's name?"[/i][/color]
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It was somewhat ironic, considering the circumstances. Hunters, in an academy for the supernatural, where the fantastical was a norm, and the mundane was an oddity, treated one another like any gathering of students, in any select school. It was almost endearing, one would have to say. Indeed, thoughts on the matter were enough to warrant a slight, if genuine smile, which made itself known on Nello's snout. He was likely the only demon at Nox Tenebrae who had been called cute, and most certainly the only demonic entity people pulled into hugs, as an act of oddly approachable affection. Where Nocturne considered the display an infuriation, Nello did not seem to mind. He was, after all, the same young teenager he had been before the infernal might of a demon fused with his very soul. 

A slender, reptilian tail slowly swayed behind Nello's frame, gently moving from one side to the next in an idle motion, as if it had a mind of its own. Long and pointy, some would agree that it afforded him a more devilish appearance, and for the most part, they would be correct. [color=b18f71]"I'm Nello,"[/color] the demonic teenager presented himself, Arieen's rose still lingering between his dainty, clawed fingers. An onlooker would perhaps mistake the fairy's approach for an attempt at courting, but social incompetence could be blamed for Nello's vacancy on the matter. It never crossed his mind.

[i][color=b18f71]"What is this chick, anyways?"[/color][/i] Nocturne crossed his arms with a raised brow, [i][color=b18f71]"Nordic, obviously,"[/color][/i] the demon spirit squinted, a clawed finger scratching at his chin. [i][color=b18f71]"Eh, it's a nice change from all the fucking weebs."[/color][/i]

Turning his attention to the creature, Nello raised a brow, forgetting himself as he offered a response. [color=b18f71]"You turn into a katan-..,"[/color] the teen halted, moving his large red orbs to Eira, before clearing his throat. [color=b18f71]"Uhm.., nice to meet you,"[/color] Nello finished with a sheepish, somewhat awkward smile. 
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This Eira was outrageously beautiful, with skin glistening like a fresh snowfall and pale eyes that lit up the room. The tips of Arieen's wings turned a dark green, but with a subtle deep breath, the color of jealousy was washed away. She grinned, moreso at Nello and Nocturne's display than at the girl, but her focus was still on Eira. 

[color=lightsalmon]"I'm Arieen,"[/color] She began, waving rather than holding out a slender hand in greeting. She didn't want her bones to be crushed in case the girl had a supernatural strength to her. [color=lightsalmon]"Would you like it if I escorted you to your next class?"[/color] Another act that could be considered courtship, but it was innocent enough. [color=lightsalmon]"I have offensive magic."[/color]