[center][color=orange][h2][i]Lithy[/i][/h2][/color][/center]

Organized chaos - that's how Lithy would describe the activity within the estate. There were healers urgently moving throughout the grounds, the newly healed heading inside to find their friends and help out, and others taking on the task of watching their prisoners while all waited for their instructors to announce the next step. Lithy waited calmly, trying her best to remain patient as the activity began to calm down around her. She was nervous without Amos taking control of her confidence. He was - resting, rolled up in a ball within her arms. This short battle took a lot out of them both - her last little effort used a significant amount of magic to guard so many people. So, as Amos rested, Lithy tried to be... social without feeling paranoid about everybody. 

[color=a187be]"Why do you and that cat share a scent?" [/color]

[color=f7941d]"AAAHHH!"[/color] Lithy jumped in her boots and whipped around, catching her heart in her chest as she found Soul behind her. [color=f7941d]"Soul!"[/color] Taking a deep breath she stilled herself. Amos barely moved. Her brow folded confused, [color=f7941d]"Share a scent you say?"[/color]

[color=a187be]"Also earlier it was as if another person spoke with your mouth. Is this a common occurrence for you, or is this a problem we should be wary of?"[/color] His curiosity was strange to her, but Soul was a different sort. He was unlike the others within their student body; one who walked absence of an aura she could understand- hell, she should have been able to sense his presence! Soul was just a difficult book to read - yet, an interesting one. Timid as she was, she gave Soul a welcoming grin. This was the first time she's really spoken with him since becoming acquainted. She should get to know her other classmates. These days, tucking herself away from the world wasn't a good plan anymore. 

Taking a moment to soak in his question, and finding the right words for him to fully understand, Lithy nodded with a nervous grin, [color=f7941d]"Amos... is a special kitty. He and I share a bond; he's my Familiar. At times, when I require his assistance, his spirit will connect with mine to boost my abilities. He can either share my form with me or during dangerous moments, take full control of my form while - my spirit - steps away to execute various attacks." [/color] Giggling, a sign of relaxing just a bit, she shook her head, [color=f7941d]"And no... it's not a problem. That's just part of my abilities as a Vessel - a collector of spirits." [/color]

Just then, Miss Emelia stepped within the large circle of students and prisoners in the large entrance of the estate. [color=ec008c]"You are in the presence of a large gathering of real, powerful witches, both male and female. I would suggest you cooperate with our questioning."[/color] With the number of students and instructors around them, power in numbers, even Lithy could read from their captors' auras how intimidated they were. And to add to their fear, Adam, another member of the elite student body she's never had the chance (or the courage) to meet, stepped forward to seize the hand of one of their attackers. He held a blade of pure darkness, one Lithy's never fathomed could ever exist within this realm, and placed it near three of the assassin's fingers. The man squirmed, fighting off the 'Bad Cop' interrogation, but he kept his lips sealed. 

Lithy intensely watched with an uncomfortable touch of deja vu - quickly closing her eyes and turning back around towards Soul. The situation was just... far too personal to her. She's been on the other end of a blade far too many times.