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[b]"... WHO THE FUCK DRUNK ALL THE FUCKIN' LIQUOR?!”[/b]

Lyss shifted in the California king sized bed and grunted. Her hand reached through the charcoal purple, silk sheets to find her phone somewhere inside. When she pulled the burner towards her, she noticed two things about it. The first was the time. She’d slept in rather late today. The empty bottle of whiskey on her nightstand was to blame for that. It was definitely to blame for the headache that made her squint in the bright bedroom. The second thing she noticed was that she hadn’t received any texts. Not only from anyone, but from a certain someone that usually would have said [i]something[/i] by now.

Well, maybe it was for the better that she didn’t.

By the time she’d stumbled out of bed, pulled on her pants, and threw on a flannel over her tank top, she’d made it down to the bottom floor to see a random girl in an orange beanie showing off her abilities. Lyss frowned and rubbed her head. She could have joined the three girls in the living room. She could have given a “friendly leader” greeting or continued the interrogation. Yeah, she could have done [i]anything[/i]... but she wasn’t in the mood. She turned away from the scene instead and headed towards the kitchen.

First, she needed water. At least a whole glass or two. While she stood in front of the fridge and pushed buttons so that water and ice filled her cup, she could hear Madison and Emily in the living room. [b]”Aw hell naw!”[/b] Lyss furrowed her brows, and as she watched her glass fill with water she thought over every step of her life that led to this exact situation until it almost spilled over. She gulped down half of the glass’s content before filling it up again. Vashti, her voice coming from the living room, sounded confused and irritated at the same time. Lyss sighed. [i]Guess it’s time for me to get out there.[/i]

Yet as she saw what was going on in the living room, she decided to sit back and watch. She leant against the wall of the hallway that led from the kitchen into it. If the hangover didn’t give her enough of a headache, the new scene before her did. As if in some comical cartoon, Madison continued to throw the new girl out of the house. Only for the new girl to show up right behind her again. Lyss sipped her water as she thought about this new girl. She felt no apparition from within her. So that meant she was either an awakened or an adept. Probably with a purple lux, if she was the latter. From what she knew, most teleporters came from purple lux heritage.

The girl wasn’t an outright threat. If anything, it was funny to see Madison and Emily trying to deal with her themselves. Lyss was just about to laugh and give her position away when the two girls called their giant, scaly guard dog into the house. [i]Oh, fuck.[/i] Lyss, concerned about her dehydrated body, took to chugging the water in her glass as she prepared her mind to intervene. She was ready to bust into the room and stop the wild alligator and give the newbie a proper greeting.

Thankfully, by the time she’d finished the glass, Herik came in to save the day. Lyss was still mildly impressed by his abstraction. She tilted the glass back and let an ice cube fall into her mouth. The first noise that the group of extra normals would hear from her direction was the crunching of the ice cube between her teeth. She slowly made her way into the living room now and kept her gaze on Isla as she did.

[color=D3D3D3] “She’s going to have to explain herself before she’s allowed to stay.”[/color] She murmured. Without waiting for the others to chill out and sit down like normal humans, Lyss sat in the corner of the massive, and far too comfortable, couch. She still had bits of the ice cube in her mouth as she looked at Isla again. [color=D3D3D3] “Forgive me if I wasn’t here to hear you say this earlier, but why do you want to join the Coven?”[/color]