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Botanist And Bards

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Botanist And Bards

The native watched the other woman finish her work on the little jar, seeming to test it. Her focus was sweet in a way, but her warning and tone made it undeniably obvious that this solution was not to be toyed with. It was tempting, but while teasing the black haired woman was fun insulting her rituals would probably cross the borders of what she could do and still be friends.

Still though, it seemed the other woman hadn't noticed the additional items added to the cave by herself. Grabbing the other woman's hand, the native gestured widely towards the items collected there before pointing at Charlotte, trying to make it clear the things now belonged to her. In a cheerful voice, the native gave off a slight smile. "Tá sé mise!"

Moving over towards the items, the woman pulled out a piece of green, long, rigid fruit for the each of them along with blankets for the sake of comfort. Laying the blankets on the floor along with a pillow at one end made it's implication rather obvious.

However, the woman in front of her looked filthy after doing all that work, the native giving her a frown as she also pulled a robe out of the bag and pointed outside the cave after gesturing to it. "Ní mór duit folctha!" A squeeze of her nose shut and the wiping of nonexistent dirt off Cait's arm would hopefully make some sense.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

As Swen started to leave the building to go home, he was suddenly interrupted by Eith's rough fingers trying to get him to pay attention. Wrapping his arms around his chest and pulling away as a blush ran across his cheeks, the man found himself looking downwards. Even given the events of the past hour though, he wasn't one to discount the knowledge Eith was providing, although it wasn't as if he couldn't ever return to his room. And besides, this was likely only temporary.

And he'd only been a man a few minutes ago even if it wasn't. Glaring at the puppy, he sighed then shook his head. "Firstly, I have to return to my room eventually. Secondly, you already have your meal money. You can take care of yourself for this, I'm sure of it." The magierprinz contemplated complaining about the sexual harassment, but truthfully Eith was probably just curious more than anything. Although they needed to have a serious talk later, this wasn't the time or the place for it.

And besides, he felt like being alone. Or at least with a friend. Leaving the library, he continued walking with his eyes towards the ground and doing his best to avoid tripping given the slightly new arrangement of his body. This would prove to be annoying at best.

Distracted, Luna would feet the impact of another girl running into her by mistake, dropping a book and scrambling to pick it up. "S-Sorry L-" No. Don't say her name. This is embarrassing, and it'll be a giveaway that you know her. Remain calm. Right?

Maoin returned to the room, listening to but not really heeding Lady Sorcha's advice for the moment. Pride? How could a stray cat have any of that? She just didn't want to end up burdening the very person who would likely end up training her later in the day anyways.

Returning to her Lady's room, she cleaned the entire place to a level that she was certain Lady Foglhu would be satisfied with. Truthfully, it was left nearly sterile but the kitten wanted to delay her departure for just a moment.

As for her own things ... what did she technically own anyways? Truthfully, she had been lawfully considered property of her lady ... but now she wasn't. The sword was a gift for her service, so that would remain with her. She kept the clothes on her back with her, since it was a simple and rather cheap dress anyways.

Otherwise, the coins were left on the table. The duffel bags were dropped by the door. Makeup was left behind. Her crate was cleaned and the blankets within were packed into a neat square.

She figured she should write a letter in case she managed to forget something. Or maybe just to get a final word in of her whereabouts. Or for some reason. The kitten wasn't certain.

To the Heir of House Foglhu', Lady Gwynn,

I'm assuming that by breaking our bond, that you decided to get rid of me. Greetings, I hope time has brought you good tidings. Since our bond has been broken and I am no longer your familiar or servant, it would be considered appropriate for me to vacate these premises. Now that I've been left for the streets without warning, I hope you ca I have done my best to not take anything that you would consider of value.

That wasn't true. A single finger thumbed at the leather collar around her neck before it was placed next to the letter as if it were a paperweight, hand shaking as it was lowered. The gleaming emblem of house Foglhu' shined just slightly against everything else. Maybe Lady Gwynn would reuse it or sell it, but it wasn't hers anymore.

That's when the tears really began to fall as she observed the removed object, some of them falling towards the paper as she continued to write on it. Despite her attempt to keep her hand still, the handwriting was inconsistent and scratchy.

If you feel that I have taken something inappropriately or have changed your mind wish to contact me otherwise I should be in St. Sappho Academy for some time. If I am not here, the Headmistress should know where this stray has travelled will likely know of my location.

Best of Luck,
Maoin, serv

Walking away from the counter, she left the room and locked it before taking a breath and sliding her set of keys beneath it. The kitten left the dormitory a few seconds later and searched for a nice looking alleyway, where she curled up beneath an overhang provided by a roof.

It was hard to stop the tears as they began to flow, the kitten hoping her black hair would hide her face as she tried to hide her shame.

The phoenix remained asleep, breathing softly as Katherine's magic still filled her. The crimson haired girl seemed as if she would remain in a state of deep slumber as she remained there.

Botanist And Bards

The native looked upwards as she finished placing down the various goods, noticing the taller woman working in some sort of glass canteen. Utterly confused, she approached slightly until her nose screamed that this was completely repugnant and unnatural. Escaping from the cave with a cough, it took the flame haired girl a few moments to collect herself before returning into the cavern with a pair of fingers securely over her nose as she observed the strange occurrence. Various colors, leaves, and roots were separated into categories, periodically being crushed into the glass container.

Some sort of herbal remedy? Was the woman some sort of shaman among her people? Caitriona wasn't one personally to believe strongly in such superstitions, and while her tribe had some traditions they were mostly for fun rather than being taken seriously.

It was adorable in a way though how focused Charlotte was on this tiny glass thing, completely absorbed in it's workings. Soon enough, Cait's nose adjusted somewhat to the smell and she breathed more deeply as she observed with a kind smile.

Her hair would start glowing slightly as well, offering an additional source of light for the other woman who would point at the glass curiously if Charlotte bothered to say anything.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Well, of course he was meal ticket ... Swen. Whatever this blasted beast wanted to call him. And while slut probably wasn't exactly the wisest thing to call someone so powerful, the man wasn't going to argue that point. Did the beast want food or not?

That was of course until his chest was grabbed and an unusual sensation went through him, his face becoming completely flushed red as suddenly his legs felt a bit queasy. "Eiiitththth?!" Goodness that felt good, but what was going on? The man started to look down, and before he completely realized something abnormal was placed there his butt was grabbed by the puppy, sending another spark of energy through him as he couldn't help but let off a slight squeal due to the sensitivity!

The man tried to push away, but for some reason his arms seemed to lack the strength they used to. "Eith. Let me go. Please." The voice was more quiet and soft than he expected as his realization lined up with the puppies.

Damn that demon. This was some sort of joke, right? After recovering himself, a quick look down his robes confirmed their suspicions. The librarians words fell on deaf ears as Swen suddenly was filled with a strange panic, the magierprinz responding rapidly.

"Myrilla. Demoness. Uh uh." Swen seemed confused for a moment as he decided to leave the building. "I'm going. Home. Now." Unless someone tried to stop him, he would be out of those doors and hurrying back to the boy's dormitory.

Maoin's eyes drifted up towards the taller woman. She couldn't accept any more help from Lady Sorcha, as the kitten knew she was already deeply in her debt. "I - I'll figure something out." The cat had no idea when her owner planned on getting back, and while the urge to see her was very strong ... after talking to Livia she understood some of Gwynn's frustrations.

Besides, spending a night in a comfortable crate in an alleyway wouldn't be too bad. It was in Livia's best interest to keep the campus reasonably safe, and her timing in the morning indicated that the headmistress likely was watching over in some manner.

The kitten smiled weakly. "I've got something worked out, Lady Sorcha. Give Luna my greetings!" The dragon would likely be able to tell the girl was putting on a false front again, but the cat was trying her best to hide her emotions.

Fia remained curled up in the corner for some time, too panicked to react before Kathrine's spirit grabbed her and allowed her to slump to the ground peacefully in the cold room as the woman left, the crimson haired girl seemingly unaware of her surroundings as she murmured something in her room's corner with her eyes closed.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

The magierprinz accepted the book, running his fingers over it carefully as he tried to examine it for some sort of arcane trap. A quick spell for detecting magic however suggested the demon's intentions had been honest, and the book was simply holding a small trace of extradimensional magic lingering as a remnant.

Swen listened to the devil's words, simply nodding in response. At this point, anything he said could probably go badly but his mounting curiosity made him wonder what the change was. The moment she left though, the Prince found himself absorbed in the subject of the 'boring fox', finding himself engrossed in the pages and studying them intently. Anything else could wait in the face of knowledge.

Taking out his recording device, the book was promptly copied and placed back into it's proper place. A few seconds later and plenty of resisting temptation to run his hands through every tome in the room he emerged from the restricted section with a deep breath of relief.

Well, at least he was alive. Hopefully the puppy was alright too, although she was a pretty hardy one in all. Soon enough, the librarian and Eith were spotted together, the dog obviously having been laid to rest in a small set of chairs. A second breath of relief left him, which resulted in him blinking a few times.

Had he honestly been a little worried about her? Soon she'd be eating through his budget again, so if something were to happen to the puppy it would largely be good riddance.

Approaching with a deep sigh, he gave the puppy a quick few pets on the head just to ensure she was properly irritated. "Puppy. Your warning was incredibly literal, and Devil-Woman wanted to give you her greetings as well." Starting to walk away, he turned back to her with a quick spin. "And I'm feeling hungry, so I'll be going somewhere to eat. Now come along."

Perhaps he was being a bit snappy, but he couldn't help it. Swen felt completely irritated at his situation.

... eventually the mundane had drifted into the fantastical. The kitten saw her mistress get eaten by a kraken, baked by a dragon, and abducted by pirates that she had been hunting. And in all of these, Maoin found herself incapable of helping her. Helpless.

And by whatever manner dreams formed, her lady used her final breaths to inform her how weak, pointless, and undeserving she was to be anyone's familiar as an assassin that she had failed to notice plunged a dagger through the back of her owner's throat. "MISTRESS!" The kitten screamed loudly, instinctually struggling against some unnoticed force in a futile attempt to save the world's most precious gem.

It took her a bit of time to notice she was struggling against the dragon's arms, and being petted. And that she had just been dreaming. Wiping her face up with a single arm, the cat looked towards Lady Sorcha with a frown, obviously spooked. "La-Sorhca?" The powerful familiar was taking care of her with a sense of calmness and security that brought forth such great respect.

Then Maoin's expression changed to something more stern. This dragon was possibly her only ticket to getting answers and preventing such tragedies from occurring. She needed this dragon to trust her, she needed the headmistress to trust her. And they wouldn't trust some emotional familiar with such information.

After all, many emotions were just weakness and failures. They had gotten her kicked out and ridiculed after all.

"I'm fine." Unless the dragon resisted, the kitten stood up in the most business-like fashion possible, dusting her dress off with the palms of her hands. "We meet here tomorrow morning, Lady Sorcha?"

Maoin's eyes suddenly had a sense of sternness, pride, and ... deadness to them. But it was a façade, one that any experienced person would likely notice. Beneath her certainty was a sense of suppressed worried and panic, and her head was perspired with small beads of sweat expressing her nervousness.

Fia had followed Livia and the strange woman to the bathhouse, disrobing and preparing to step in next to the headmistress to what would probably amount to being an incredibly through scrubbing. The room was a slightly uncomfortable reminder of the tower and stirred a slight panic in her, but she forced herself to suppress it.

She placed a foot into the water, preparing to get herself ready for the torment when suddenly she froze.

Any sense of peace in the bathhouse was suddenly broken as the crimson haired girl sprinted around the room, looking for an exit as if she were a trapped animal. She stopped in front of a door for a few seconds, and tried to open it in a furious rage but was somehow so far gone that she was incapable of figuring it out.

Trapped. Again. Like an animal.

Falling to her knees in front and pounding a single fist against the sturdy object several times, the teenager eventually moved over to a small alcove in the wall, curled herself up, and cried while murmuring things in some archaic version of greek.

If anyone approached her, they would find her suddenly attempting to escape as she would try to flee to another corner of the room.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

The magierprinz was too focused on his bones being horribly broken to really register what the demoness was saying. Something about suffering, anger, and not killing him. Suddenly she held onto his face in a surprisingly kind fashion, and for a second he relaxed despite his injuries.

Then hell overwhelmed him for what seemed like forever - he screamed and tried to thrash away, but the pain overwhelmed him beyond resisting.

Then it was done. Suddenly, his entire body felt as if it had healed. A quick look at his arm showed that everything was normal, and his clothes hadn't changed at all. There weren't any ears on his head either, so she hadn't decided to make him some sort of pet.

Either way, he would consult Livia as soon as possible. As she probably made him sick or something. Whatever minor thing she changed, he didn't want to figure it out at this point and give her the satisfaction of seeing him squirm. Standing up, he felt slightly off balance but he attributed it to the recent sensations his mind was forced through. "You are as kind as Aphrodite to one of Zeus lovers. The book, please."

The man seemed utterly unaware that anything had occurred to his body, and reached out a single hand towards Myrilla expectantly.

Changes

The kitten eventually noticed the dragoness falling asleep, and eventually she followed suit as her own eyes forced themselves closed. Maoin on dreamt of nightmares, remembering when one of her sisters and her mother were chased by the dog, of hungry and cold nights out in the yard, of her mistress punching her in the library ...

... when Sorcha woke up, she'd likely notice the cat was sweating and murmuring various sounds of pain and distress.

The phoenix frowned slightly as the headmistress commented on going to the baths again. Livia usually insisted on making sure she was absolutely clean, which involved a lot of scrubbing. Now that she thought about it, the woman doted on her a lot in the general care department.

Botanist And Bards

Caitriona had gone on quite a trip in the eight hours she was gone, returning to her group and fetching various materials from the cave in which they lived. It was nice seeing them again ... but she had always felt a little set apart from them. And luckily, the day she returned the problem had stuck to their schedule and had departed as well, likely to look for resources.

As of now, another bag was slung over her shoulder, filled with various supplies to help one survive including a sewing kit and other minor necessities such as additional cloth and a blanket to keep one nice and warm. Another small blade of sharpened stone rested in the pack as well, along with an extra water skin and a four foot tall ceramic pot that she was hugging between her arms. Various fruits were contained within the pot, which Cait intended to hand off to help out this strange newcomer. The pot itself could also be used to store large amounts of water, and pleasant looking circular patterns ran across it's black surface in thin, green lines.

Eventually the woman returned sweating to the cave from a long trip of having lugged the heavy object in her arms, crouching down to get it inside as she waited for her eyesight to adjust. Finding an available corner, she placed the pot so it would stand up and tossed the small bag of supplies onto the ground next to it. "Tá mé ar ais!"

Summoners of Babel

@Lady Athena Was letting all the melee users go first, but I went!

@cloudystar Sorry about that! And I think that wouldn't be a terrible idea when we get to the next floor!

Summoners of Babel

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In Area of: The Tower, 2nd Floor

Vilivyn darted out of the way as a few snakes tried to attack her, noticing how Okami's hand was bitten. Three behind, three left, and ...

A single one ahead? Purple? It was a pretty color, but it was also different from the others. Was it possible the thing was a leader? Rather than attacking outright, it seemed to try using some sort of mental effect. Luckily, the demoness had been trained to deflect such penetrations into her mind and shook them off easily. However, the others would likely not be aware of it's effects. "Ahead! Purple messes with your mind, stay alert and don't look at it! I'lltakecareofit!"

The succubus twisted her fingers over eachother, focusing intensely on the purple snake as if trying to surround it with a will of her own. Soon enough, a few black clouds would start moving around it in thin lines rapidly, going around it again and again and again. The small thing's location was clear in her mind as the hex spell took it's full effect.

"Ten-ebrae sag-ittam!" Moving her hands once more in an arcane manner, the demoness focused her dark powers into a smaller form and fired out a single arrow of darkness to see if it could dodge.

As for the other monsters, she would simply try to stay in the middle of the party and let them handle it. Okami needed to deal with the pain for now, but she hoped the man would realize that they were certainly engaging at this point.