[color=crimson]"Oh, trust me, it takes a lot to tire me out."[/color] He said, with a wink, and then nodded as Lucien lead the way into his own trailer. [color=crimson]"Ah...schön."[/color] He said as the two entered. 

He paused a moment to close the door behind them and then took a moment to scan the room. His eyes didn't linger long on any of the standard furniture, this was of no interest to him. It seemed the room tripled as a meeting space, office, and bedroom. Unfortunately, the curtain that divided the bed from the rest of the room was drawn...that had been one thing the magician had been interested in seeing. He quickly noted the empty wine rack on one side of the meeting area, a small shelf of books near the desk, a violin on a stand in the corner next to a record player, and a small bulletin board hanging on the wall that was decorated with several photos and pieces of paper. It was difficult for Geralt to make out at this distance, especially because Lucien was in the way. Overall, it was very clean and tidy, not a speck of dust and everything seemed to be in its place. This, also, was not surprising in the slightest.

Geralt moved to a chair and took Lucien's invitation, pulling it up around the side of the table so it wouldn't divide the two men as they sat to drink. He gracefully folded his legs, and in the same motion raised his arm to reveal the wine bottle and two glasses, everything clutched in his dexterous fingers. He set everything down, sliding a glass toward Lucien, then produced from that same hand a corkscrew with a small wave of his fingers. All of this manifested as if from nowhere, but to Geralt it was the same as breathing.

He pierced the cork and began to twist to remove it, and while he did so he looked up at Lucien. [color=crimson]"I hope that, along with decoration rights, there is no standard of cleanliness we must uphold in our living spaces? This place is immaculate, and for once I admit I do not think I'm up to the task."[/color] He said lightly as that smile he always wore widened just a bit.

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Illyana blinked hard several times as her eyes began to water. She was thinking too hard. She only heard part of Ivory and Aurel's next statements. Maybe those all-nighters and the readings earlier had tired her out more than she thought...

She rubbed her eyes and yawned, then nodded toward Aurel. No matter how much she wanted to stay up discussing and figuring everything out, it would do her no good to be exhausted tomorrow. [color=598527]"You're right..."[/color] she said, almost sadly. [color=598527]"We [i]do[/i] have another show tomorrow..."[/color] She looked to Ivory, [color=598527]"The trick for now is just to be careful...as soon as I find anything out, I'll let you know."[/color] At this, she turned from them and made her way out of the tent and towards her own trailer. She had hoped to get a chance to do a little more research before sleeping, but she was too tired. She'd have to wait until the next day.