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"Did your parents have red eyes?"

[color=Pink][i]Lord have mercy, read the room, girl![/i][/color] MacKensie screeched, fortunately in her head.

Lillianna's outline of her theory was new.  The Ranger hadn't heard anything about this dream before either.  With a shocked look, she turned her blue gaze onto Clarissa, waiting with bated breath to see what her response would be, and the important woman would further add to the anticipation by leaving a short silence on the room for a moment.  And then she gave nothing away, basically kicking them out with a quick thanks.

Well, it would be presumptuous to think that they would be kept in the loop.  Second Chance's part in all this was done now.  [color=Pink]"Good luck to you, Clarissa."[/color]

MacKensie let her friends go first through the office door before shutting it behind them.  The frenchwoman ought to be glad to be rid of that cube, but the lack of answers to it's mystery still bothered her.  Not lack of answers about the cube itself, per say (while two of her group had died for that thing, MacKensie knew that she'd just get in the way, trying to hang around and be involved with whatever was required to investigate it.)  But her nagging desire to understand the political situation of the continent in more detail, was back.  It had been one of her own reasons for coming to the Academy in the first place.

[color=Pink]"I forgot to ask..."[/color] she stopped a dozen steps outside the office, then half-turned back, before hesitating.  Then she simply said to her friends, [color=Pink]"There is no need to wait for me.  I will find you at the hotel."[/color]

And with that, she went back on herself and knocked on the office door before letting herself back in.  [color=Pink]"Clarissa, I..."[/color] she walked halfway across the room, thinking about how best to word this.  She had said nought but hello and goodbye since arriving on campus, leaving the others to do all the talking.  Now it was just her, there was something of a weight on her shoulders in the presence of this powerful woman.  [color=Pink]"I know you are busy - you have been very gracious with your time already - but I must know: of the political situation in Mytheria."[/color]  She endeavoured to explain.  [color=Pink]"My friends and I; we are completely blind to the details of this war.  Where on the continent are the front lines?  Why is the Empire unable to win a battle?  Why is The Witch Queen doing all of this?"[/color]  She stopped herself.  [color=Pink]"I'm sorry, I have so many questions.  We are so very new to this world."[/color]