Rune_Alchemist

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Claire couldn't help but smirk as her plan was executed to near-flawless execution. Ralia hung onto the Swinub as best as her little arms would allow her. Certainly she had some difficulty, but for the most part they had gotten what they had wanted - a good few hits in without taking much damage themselves. So when Ralia was thrown off, she wasn't concerned. The Ralts wasn't able to land on her feet though, but was quick to get back up and doing a rather dramatic pose.

"Rrrralts!" She excitedly shouted, obviously finding the little impromptu rodeo a good workout. Claire wasn't concerned at all that Ewan had used Odor Sleuth at all either. Perhaps it was overconfidence, but she was pretty certain she had this battle in the bag. How could she lose, after all?

"Alright, Ralia! Hit 'em as hard as you can!" She ordered, just as Ewan ordered Swinub to use Odor Sleuth. "Let's finish this up, shall we?" With barely a second passing after the command, Ralia spun, turning to face Swinub and locking eyes with it. Lifting its arms into the air once again, the psychic type's eyes glowed with energy as another confusion attack was launched at the Swinub.

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink

sorry, sorry!

I should be posting, I know. After I got out of Jury duty a few days ago though, I was 100% almost a zombie.

I'll probably be getting something up later tonight. Apologies for the hold up~

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

Week Three, Livia's office

For the love of the great spirits. Why was it snowing in fall?! It was only three weeks in, and there was already snow! It had started sometime early this morning. The temperature had already dropped to a few degrees below snow point. Not that she particularly had anything against snow, but it was too early in the season for it to be a natural frost. It would certainly put a hamper on a few studies this week, depending on how long it was kept up. With a somewhat frustrated sigh, she leaned back in her chair, sipping on some warm tea, dressed in a rather thick black and gold fur lined dress. At least the fire place was keeping the room warm.

"Urgh, I'll have to send some students to see what the cause of this frost is." Livia grunted, speaking to no one in particular as she sat the tea cup down. Cynthia was quick to refill the cup with fresh, warm tea. "I think the source of its somewhere close, but...I'm not sure."

"I am certain you will find the cause of it, Mistress." Cynthia replied.

"Hmph, of course I will. It's just annoying. I have very little time these days, between Fia, running this academy and...other things. It is quite...tiring."

"Perhaps Mistress would like a vacation?"

"While nice, I do not have the luxury of a vacation. Time is not something on my side, Cynthia."

"Of course Mistress. I heard the Eastern Country is lovely this time of year." Livia simply cast a quiet, disapproving glance over to Cynthia who simply bowed her head in return, and walked over to the fire place, throwing a few logs onto it.

"Lord Kostis said he would be visiting either today or tomorrow. Do be prepared for his arrival. He will be staying at my Villa in one of the guest rooms."

Outside, Female Dorm, Lyssa

IT.

WAS.

SNOWING.

Lyssa didn't have a whole lot of experience with snow, but she knew one thing: It was cold, reminded her of vanilla, and was definitely one of her favorite things in the world. It had started snowing sometime that morning, and she didn't know why but it didn't matter. As soon as the ground was covered in at least an inch of it, she had practically dived out the window and started pelting unsuspecting passerby's with snowballs. Oh, and made quite a few snow angels...one of which she forgot to hide her actual wings and horns when making, but details, details.

More importantly, it was almost time for classes, but she wasn't going to be going. Nope! And those who were going, were being subjected to snowball throwing by the pink-haired snowball throwing menace. She lobbed a number of snowballs towards a few girls as the left the dorm, giggling madly as one of the snowballs pelted them in the face, while the other used some form of wind magic to deflect the ball, sending it flying off in some direction across campus.

"L-lyssa! Must you start a ruckus so early."

"Hehe, there I am not Lyssa, I am demon lord of snow-buh!" Before she could get a word out, she herself, was pelting with a snowball right to the face. She stumbled backwards, falling flat on her back as the other girls walked past.

"Laura," The one who had gotten pelted with a snowball laughed softly. "No need to be so harsh." The two continued to converse as they walked off, but Lyssa didn't hear what they were talking about. Lyssa simply waved bye, earning a friendly wave from both of them.

Yep, today was going to be a good day. She could feel it!

Week Three, Gwynn's Dorm

thunk

Something pelted the window at surprising speed, stirring Gwynn from sleep.

Urgh, why was it so cold? That was Gwynn's first thought upon waking. Her second thought, was what was the furry thing tickling her nose? She opened one of her eyes, yawning quietly as she tried moving one of her arms, only to find it being rather firmly held by something else. She swiveled her head towards the obstruction...finding Maoin clinging rather tightly to her arm, her head resting on her neck and one of her ears just barely tickling her nose.

...well. She didn't particularly mind the closeness, but she didn't particularly want to stay laying there for the rest of the day. Not to mention, she was curious as to why it was so cold. Granted, she hadn't been in Europe for long but it felt warmer than northern Ireland did so she didn't know how the weather usually behaved, but it was only the beginning of fall. It shouldn't have been this cold, should it?

"Hey, Maoin, I like getting a nice feel of your chest and all, but uh, it's morning and you should probably wake up."

Week Three, Sorcha

Throughout the night, Sorcha had mostly behaved herself like she told Luna she would. Aside from her clinging rather tightly to the night, the only other thing she did was extend one of her wings rather protectively over Luna sometime during the night and possibly talk in her sleep just a bit. By the time morning came, though, she was fast asleep and didn't seem to be too intent on moving. Luna would probably have to wake her up if she wanted to go to class or well, do anything aside from laying in bed with the dragon.

Breakfast University Of Magic

@TheHangedMan

Ah alright. I'll just be quiet and go back to doing semi-important things and not procrastinating~

Breakfast University Of Magic

@SlashInfinite

Not the gm, so don't take my answer as 100% correct, but since it accepts anywhere from seven to twenty one year olds, probably at most 14 years if you went from starting at seven.

Breakfast University Of Magic

I am here!~

Gonna put her here so I don't lose her, but do tell when I can move her to the Char tab~

Viola Rifei

"Do I know you? No, I don't think so, But do you want to play anyways? No? Waaah? You'll make a little girl cry...That's too bad...I am Viola Rifei, pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Name:
Viola Rifei

Age:
17

Gender:
female

"Despite my appearance, I am not a child and would appreciate it if you did treat me as one...unless you plan on spoiling me. Then go ahead, hehe~"

Appearance:
Standing at four foot seven and usually sporting a slightly mischievous, somewhat knowing seeming smirk, Viola is definitely not what one would call physically impressive. Slender, and lacking any sort of definite muscle. Sometimes, she is mistaken for a child because of her appearance. Her skin is free of any blemishes and markings of any kind. Her eyes are a dark grey color and sports black colored hair that falls well past her shoulders.

Clothing wise, she is a fan of rather complicated and somewhat eccentric and expensive dresses, preferring darker colors such as black, purple, and dark blue. Her current dress is a black dress, with white accents and red bows that falls to her waist where it meets a pair of black stockings and dress shoes. Why she chose to wear those instead of something more suiting is anyone guess. Some assume she's simply the child of a wealthy family and takes very good care of herself and is quite the pampered little brat, and doesn't know any better. She comments she simply likes the style.

Year:
2nd.

Rank:
Novice

Room No.:

Personality:
Viola...definitely does not behave the way her appearance might suggest. At first impression, she'd come off as incredibly formal and polite. Talk with her long enough though, and you'll find a somewhat self-centered, cynical, mischievous, somewhat playfully aggressive little girl who has a rather large seeming ego. However, this is just her attempting to be 'cute' or 'cheeky'. Truthfully, she doesn't take her own words to heart, and would never consider herself better than anyone.

After that, she is fairly friendly and likes meeting people and being around people, and also simply likes watching them for...entertainment purposes.

Another thing to note, would be an insatiable curiosity about anything and everything. Magic, history, technology...everything. While her physical skills are lacking, her academic studies and focus on such things likely make her one of the smarter persons in the school.

However, like with everyone, she does have her own vices and sins. Hers, is curiosity and a lust and love of all knowledge, and her rather cynical and logical outlook on life and people, despite her seeming playfulness. She, would do anything for the sake of knowledge, and her curiosity drives her to meddle in quite a number of affairs, especially ones that offer the most entertainment value. For the most part, they are likely to be harmless...but perhaps, it could get everyone into trouble one day.

Magic Discipline:

Spirit Contractor/Summoner

Spirit Contractor/Summoner

Simply put, Viola is quite in tune with the spiritual forces of the world. Creatures that initially have no corporeal form, or possibly those creatures such as Naiads, Dryads, or Nymphs, she can usually communicate with on some level. This can offer her quite a bit of versatility when it comes to combat and skills, as each spirit offers her a differing set of abilities, usually. She may even 'Contract' a spirit, as in give it a physical form and have it become a permanent partner until she decides to terminate that contract.

Some things to keep in mind though, is that summoning spirits usually takes quite a while, depending on the skill of the summoner and the rank of the spirit. It is also a one time deal, the duration of their help only usually lasting for a brief moment in time, lasting typically anywhere from fifteen to thirty minutes. This can have quite the downside in a direct conflict, since she would require protection of some sort to be able to summon one. The power of the spirit varies, but typically they can be quite devastating against most foes. They may manifest themselves as a separate entity, or merely lend a fraction of their power to Viola for her to command themselves. Another spirit summoner could possibly force the spirit back to wherever it came as well, should they be skilled enough.

Contracting a spirit is entirely different, however. It requires the contractor to make a deal with the spirit, for whatever reason. Upon completion of the contract, the spirit begins living 'with' the mage, typically they start sharing a body, and their power is easily summoned by the mage. The contents of the contract can be anything the spirit or mage desire. This offers quite an advantage over simply summoning one for a duration of time. However, the downside is they are unable to summon another spirit for as long as this contract is taken, and they can only contract one, possibly two at the same time, and its sometimes quite a difficult process and the mage can sometimes get the bad end of the deal if they're not careful and are dealing with a less...nicely inclined spirit.

To contract one, it varies from spirit to spirit. It could be as simple as a binding, verbal agreement, or as bad as a seal signed in blood.

Currently, as a simple Novice she is capable enough. Summoning a spirit typically requires quite a bit of time, though and she would need to be quite careful when contracting a stronger one, and she currently doesn't have one. It is more difficult to forcibly send back a contracted spirit, as by law of the contract they are forbidden from leaving until they terminate the contract.

Equipment:
Carries a journal on her, where she keeps up with various spells, rituals, and names of potentially interesting spirits she learned from her master.

Biography:
Viola's life has been rather...mundane, if one counts being raised by a Mage who made it quite clear she wasn't her parent as mundane. That's not to say Livia wasn't a loving guardian figure, but she was incredibly strict and made sure Viola knew the meaning of the word 'Study' and 'Academics'. In fact, the two got along surprisingly well, with Viola's natural curiosity and propensity for things of the academic nature, save for the both of theirs rather...mischievous natures.

When she was ten, she started learning the practical applications of magic, starting with simply 'seeing' the spirits. When she was twelve, she started learning how to communicate with them, which was made difficult by the fact that each spirit sometimes had a different way to communicate. A different dialect, language, or sometimes they didn't communicate at all, depending on their origins. When fourteen, she summoned her first spirit under Livia's supervision.

That was about the extent of their relationship. Livia told her should should pursue her own studies after that. Viola of course, decided to take her up on that offer and has been studying at B.U.M. for the past year or so.

Master:
Livia Fiore. A User of spirit herself, who insisted upon being called 'Mistress' when she was apprenticing under her. She taught her the basics and saw her through her first summoning, but after that Viola was on her own. Livia, and likewise Viola, are large believers in independent study and after making sure she knew everything in theory, she let Viola go and study on her own.

It's unlikely she will take another, unless the benefit would be too great for her to say no too.

If [Viola] was forced to sacrifice something important in order to move forward, it would be: Anything is fair game, it would just depend on if the sacrifice was worth it. Nothing is too valuable to lose, if what would be gained was of perceived equal value. Otherwise, she wouldn't take the deal.

If no one else would step up to the plate and this was an important matter, she'd step up to the plate without hesitation though.

If [Viola] was offered to have a single wish fulfilled, it would be: Simply put, Immortality. She would give up everything for the chance for it. A simple, age-old want that quite a few men have had in the past.

project//Godslayer

@DeathXtheXTree

Wahaha, thank you.

That said, we just talked about this, and we decided that we'll likely be extending the number a bit so we don't have to do that, and to allow for a bit more wiggle room if we have people that want to join up later.

Breakfast University Of Magic

@TheHangedMan
Heeey, I did a thing. Do tell if there are problems, or if you want me to go into more detail about her abilities.

Viola Rifei

"Do I know you? No, I don't think so, But do you want to play anyways? No? Waaah? You'll make a little girl cry...That's too bad...I am Viola Rifei, pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Name:
Viola Rifei

Age:
17

Gender:
female

"Despite my appearance, I am not a child and would appreciate it if you did treat me as one...unless you plan on spoiling me. Then go ahead, hehe~"

Appearance:
Standing at four foot seven and usually sporting a slightly mischievous, somewhat knowing seeming smirk, Viola is definitely not what one would call physically impressive. Slender, and lacking any sort of definite muscle. Sometimes, she is mistaken for a child because of her appearance. Her skin is free of any blemishes and markings of any kind. Her eyes are a dark grey color and sports black colored hair that falls well past her shoulders.

Clothing wise, she is a fan of rather complicated and somewhat eccentric and expensive dresses, preferring darker colors such as black, purple, and dark blue. Her current dress is a black dress, with white accents and red bows that falls to her waist where it meets a pair of black stockings and dress shoes. Why she chose to wear those instead of something more suiting is anyone guess. Some assume she's simply the child of a wealthy family and takes very good care of herself and is quite the pampered little brat, and doesn't know any better. She comments she simply likes the style.

Year:
2nd.

Rank:
Novice

Room No.:

Personality:
Viola...definitely does not behave the way her appearance might suggest. At first impression, she'd come off as incredibly formal and polite. Talk with her long enough though, and you'll find a somewhat self-centered, cynical, mischievous, somewhat playfully aggressive little girl who has a rather large seeming ego. However, this is just her attempting to be 'cute' or 'cheeky'. Truthfully, she doesn't take her own words to heart, and would never consider herself better than anyone.

After that, she is fairly friendly and likes meeting people and being around people, and also simply likes watching them for...entertainment purposes.

Another thing to note, would be an insatiable curiosity about anything and everything. Magic, history, technology...everything. While her physical skills are lacking, her academic studies and focus on such things likely make her one of the smarter persons in the school.

However, like with everyone, she does have her own vices and sins. Hers, is curiosity and a lust and love of all knowledge, and her rather cynical and logical outlook on life and people, despite her seeming playfulness. She, would do anything for the sake of knowledge, and her curiosity drives her to meddle in quite a number of affairs, especially ones that offer the most entertainment value. For the most part, they are likely to be harmless...but perhaps, it could get everyone into trouble one day.

Magic Discipline:

Spirit Contractor/Summoner

Spirit Contractor/Summoner

Simply put, Viola is quite in tune with the spiritual forces of the world. Creatures that initially have no corporeal form, or possibly those creatures such as Naiads, Dryads, or Nymphs, she can usually communicate with on some level. This can offer her quite a bit of versatility when it comes to combat and skills, as each spirit offers her a differing set of abilities, usually. She may even 'Contract' a spirit, as in give it a physical form and have it become a permanent partner until she decides to terminate that contract.

Some things to keep in mind though, is that summoning spirits usually takes quite a while, depending on the skill of the summoner and the rank of the spirit. It is also a one time deal, the duration of their help only usually lasting for a brief moment in time, lasting typically anywhere from fifteen to thirty minutes. This can have quite the downside in a direct conflict, since she would require protection of some sort to be able to summon one. The power of the spirit varies, but typically they can be quite devastating against most foes. They may manifest themselves as a separate entity, or merely lend a fraction of their power to Viola for her to command themselves. Another spirit summoner could possibly force the spirit back to wherever it came as well, should they be skilled enough.

Contracting a spirit is entirely different, however. It requires the contractor to make a deal with the spirit, for whatever reason. Upon completion of the contract, the spirit begins living 'with' the mage, typically they start sharing a body, and their power is easily summoned by the mage. The contents of the contract can be anything the spirit or mage desire. This offers quite an advantage over simply summoning one for a duration of time. However, the downside is they are unable to summon another spirit for as long as this contract is taken, and they can only contract one, possibly two at the same time, and its sometimes quite a difficult process and the mage can sometimes get the bad end of the deal if they're not careful and are dealing with a less...nicely inclined spirit.

To contract one, it varies from spirit to spirit. It could be as simple as a binding, verbal agreement, or as bad as a seal signed in blood.

Currently, as a simple Novice she is capable enough. Summoning a spirit typically requires quite a bit of time, though and she would need to be quite careful when contracting a stronger one, and she currently doesn't have one. It is more difficult to forcibly send back a contracted spirit, as by law of the contract they are forbidden from leaving until they terminate the contract.

Equipment:
Carries a journal on her, where she keeps up with various spells, rituals, and names of potentially interesting spirits she learned from her master.

Biography:
Viola's life has been rather...mundane, if one counts being raised by a Mage who made it quite clear she wasn't her parent as mundane. That's not to say Livia wasn't a loving guardian figure, but she was incredibly strict and made sure Viola knew the meaning of the word 'Study' and 'Academics'. In fact, the two got along surprisingly well, with Viola's natural curiosity and propensity for things of the academic nature, save for the both of theirs rather...mischievous natures.

When she was ten, she started learning the practical applications of magic, starting with simply 'seeing' the spirits. When she was twelve, she started learning how to communicate with them, which was made difficult by the fact that each spirit sometimes had a different way to communicate. A different dialect, language, or sometimes they didn't communicate at all, depending on their origins. When fourteen, she summoned her first spirit under Livia's supervision.

That was about the extent of their relationship. Livia told her should should pursue her own studies after that. Viola of course, decided to take her up on that offer and has been studying at B.U.M. for the past year or so.

Master:
Livia Fiore. A User of spirit herself, who insisted upon being called 'Mistress' when she was apprenticing under her. She taught her the basics and saw her through her first summoning, but after that Viola was on her own. Livia, and likewise Viola, are large believers in independent study and after making sure she knew everything in theory, she let Viola go and study on her own.

It's unlikely she will take another, unless the benefit would be too great for her to say no too.

If [Viola] was forced to sacrifice something important in order to move forward, it would be: Anything is fair game, it would just depend on if the sacrifice was worth it. Nothing is too valuable to lose, if what would be gained was of perceived equal value. Otherwise, she wouldn't take the deal.

If no one else would step up to the plate and this was an important matter, she'd step up to the plate without hesitation though.

If [Viola] was offered to have a single wish fulfilled, it would be: Simply put, Immortality. She would give up everything for the chance for it. A simple, age-old want that quite a few men have had in the past.

Breakfast University Of Magic

Oh hai @TheHangedMan. I posted in the General interest check, but I just found this~

Definitely interested, Hanged~

I think I have just the character I want to use for this, heh~

Just ooone question though, what's your stance on a non humans? Would they possibly be a thing in this or no? If not, that's fine. Just curious. I can keep her human~

I can PM you more details, if you want. I should state they would still be...mostly human, as far as appearances go.

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

~Gwynn, Livia, Fia~

Week 2, day six

"If you keep stalling, I will inform the Headmistress that you disrupted work willingly and will be punished for it." Cynthia replied, sounding just a bit annoyed.

"I...I dunno." Gwynn hesitated from within the restroom.

"If you will not wear the servants dress, then you have no business working here."

"B-but it's...so..." Gwynn stuttered, unsure of the exact words to use here.

"It is the traditional uniform of the servant class. If you will not wear it, you have no business being here."

"...Urgh, f-fine." She didn't have much of a choice, did she? She was the one that asked for this job, so complaining wasn't something she should do. But this dress! Gah! It was just horrible. She could hardly move in it, not to mention it was just downright...not...something a sea-faring lass like her should be waltzing around in! With a sigh, she walked out of the changing room. Cynthia had insisted on dressing her herself, but Gwynn managed to convince her to let her try herself at least once. "Can we get started now?" She asked, groaning.

Cynthia didn't reply, only walking closer, seeming to inspect Gwynn very closely...before grabbing her chest.

"B-bwuh?! W-what are you doing?!"

"Fixing your dress." Cynthia replied, adjusting one of the bows on the front of it. "You are terrible at this." This made Gwynn turn a shade of red as Cynthia continued to 'fix' her dress in various places. She had thought she had been thorough, but she supposed this wasn't her thing, after all. When she was done, Cynthia stood in front of her again, inspecting her once more before giving a sigh. "Acceptable." Gwynn let out a breath, but she didn't get long to relax. "Mistress Livia requires tea in the morning, as well as a full breakfast. I doubt you have any skills in cooking or tea making, so you will leave that to me." Gwynn nodded hesitantly and followed as Cynthia walked towards the kitchens.

"Then...uhm, what will I do?" She asked, a bit unsure.

"You will wake them, and ensure there are no problems. I will teach you how to brew tea later today when the Headmistress is working."

"U-uhm right...where is there room?"

"Upstairs, at the end of the hallway."

With a sigh, Gwynn walked away from Cynthia and headed upstairs. Today was going to be a long day, wasn't it? At least this was something she could do, but she wasn't going to be to happy about it. Urgh this dress was annoying her, and why did she have to wake them up? Couldn't the headmistress wake herself up or something? Gah, she shouldn't complain...she had asked for this after all. Gwynn sighed, taking a few seconds to compose herself before knocking on the door to Livia's room.

"Yo, headmistress...uh, it's morning or something?"

Fia’s eyes fluttered open from a dream about a dragon and herself bathing in a lake as the door was rattled and followed by a familiar voice. Livia’s arms were around her as usual when the pair of them slept, but the grip wasn’t tight and after a small struggle the phoenix managed to squirm her way out to the rest of the bed.

Livia usually dealt with people. ”... Livia … servant … waking … us ...” As usual, the older woman usually needed a little encouragement to get up for the day. After giving the headmistress a small shake on her shoulder, the phoenix debated which dress she should use … and eventually settled for one of the simple long dresses in the style Livia wore when she expected to be causal for the day.

With a yawn, Fia walked into the bathroom with the dress hung over a small rack as the fourteen year old looked into the mirror. The headmistress always did, and the girl had started to pick up on the older woman’s grooming habits. A pretty blue haired woman with red eyes of about her size stared back, and after a small shake of her to dispel whatever was in her mind the reflection returned to normal. After quickly washing her face with hot water and running a small brush through her hair, the girl put her dress on and applied a small portion of the headmistress’ makeup before returning to the room where her mage was probably starting to just wake up.

The crimson haired girl was somewhat curious about what their plans were for the day, if they had any. A tilt of her head towards the headmistress and the bond they shared probably made the shy girl’s question clear.

'yo headmistress'? What sort of greeting was even that? Tsk, look like she'd have to teach Gwynn some basic manners. Livia yawned as she woke, sitting drowsily up in her bed. Well, whatever. Teaching Gwynn manners was probably going to be about as difficult as teaching a cat to bark...hum. For some reason, she imagined Gwynn would look cute with cat ears. Maybe she'd see how Katherine looked in some later...hrm...

Livia pulled the covers off of her, noticing Fia had already woken. Since it was the weekend, she had much less work to do but she still had a few responsibilities to take care of. Some accounting, making sure a few of her projects were going well...she hadn't visited the lab in awhile. She would have to make sure Fia was properly occupied so she could do that. Well, Gwynn could definitely take care of her.

"Hmm...today, I think we'll take a break from your studies." Livia said offhandedly as she finished putting on a simple purple and white dress. She honestly had no plans for the both of them today. Fia was making fairly good progress in learning to read and write, and one always could use a break from studies. That said, she couldn't just leave her alone either...hrm. She walked into the restroom, cleaning up just a bit before.

Walking over to the door revealing a Gwynn who was obviously in a somewhat irritable mood, and likely was feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Etiquette aside, Gwynn, thank you. I take it Cynthia is preparing breakfast for now?"

"Yeah, she is." Gwynn replied.

"Hmm...come along then Fia." Livia said, walking out of the room. "Be sure to follow, Gwynn, and if you need anything at all Fia, do not hesitate to ask her." Gwynn grumbled silently as she followed Livia.

The phoenix nodded as she followed the headmistress downstairs, walking next to the grumbly servant that Fia was still slightly confused as to why she was hired. If she’d been that uppity in the tower, she would have been beaten, then forced to entertain her owner. Livia seemed to have mentioned the problem though, so for now the red haired girl walked just next to the headmistress, using her as a partial shield between herself and Gwynn.

Gwynn was silent for the most part. She had no idea what she should be doing here, but she knew she should probably at least keep her mouth mostly shut. When they finally arrived downstairs, it seemed Cynthia had already finished brewing the tea and making breakfast. Simple toast, tea, and a few other side dishes were arranged on the table. Before Livia even began sitting down, Cynthia was already pouring a cup for her. Gwynn stood somewhat awkwardly next to one of the couches, not sure what she should be doing. Cynthia had given her a rundown of what would be expected of her, but for the most part Cynthia had done most of that already.

"Gwynn, tea for Fia please."

"Err...right. Uh, tea..." Tea, she could never stand the stuff but...well, whatever. She reached for the teapot, holding it carefully before pouring it into the cup, at least trying to mimic the amount Cynthia had poured into Livia's.

After having been with the headmistress, the familiar was used to the daily routine - going downstairs, sitting down on one of the couches, drinking tea. Fia seemed satisfied with the way the new servant seemed to pour it, although she was a bit slow. Not even waiting for it to cool down, the crimson haired girl held onto the glass with a both hands and took a sip of it, digging into breakfast.

To Livia, it was rather obvious that the red haired girl had been working on slowing down her eating, and the crimson haired girl seemed to eat is closer to normally than as if she hadn’t eaten in a few days. It was still strange, being able to simply ask for food and to recieve plenty of it. The young teenager was seriously thankful for it, despite it not being that exquisite.

Unless the headmistress had a topic of conversation she wanted to bring up, the crimson haired girl finally had to ask a question. ”... Livia ... “ It had been something bothering the girl for quite some time now. Usually at the first glance into a mirror she saw other people standing in her place. After a few seconds they would fade away, but she had no idea who they were. A little bit of research had revealed this was not normal. ”... I see … others … in mirrors …?” So far they hadn’t been hostile, and truthfully their presences were somewhat comforting. The girl’s curiosity simply got the better of her.

"What are you crazy or something?" Gwynn couldn't help but to vocalize the thought, which earned a sharp glare from Livia and a disapproving sight from Cynthia.

"Fia, dear...perhaps could you elaborate a bit?" Livia asked. Seeing others in the mirror, definitely wasn't normal but she didn't exactly have much to go on other than that. She could speculate as to what was going on, but that was it. She wanted a bit more confirmation before making any final conclusions. "It is...definitely not exactly normal, but I don't think it is anything you should be too worried about unless those people are clearly hostile."

The phoenix looked over her shoulder at the servant, looking at her nervously. Despite Livia’s assurance that it probably wasn’t a problem, it clearly took away some of Fia’s ability to collect herself as her words became normalized again. ”... like me … today … ruby eyes .... sapphire hair …?” Fia clearly had more to add, but it was apparently a little awkward for her as she glanced over at the judgemental servant. Eventually though, she made her addition. ”... In a dream … I looked into … water …” The girl remembered the reflection that had looked back for a few moments.

She breathed for a moment. ”... It was … the same …” The girl flushed slightly as she remembered the scene that had followed with a certain dragon who had been appeared last night as well, but the phoenix didn’t feel like describing that to the headmistress.

So it was like that then. She had received quite the description of one of the phoenixes past lives from Sorcha. Fia was seeing her past selves in the mirror, then. Nothing to be too worried about, in that case. Livia took another sip of her tea before responding. "Who knows. Some people believe that mirrors show the true soul of the one who is viewing them." Livia chuckled lightly. "It's nothing serious, Fia dear so do not worry much about it. If you are curious, there are likely some books in the Library I could find to bring you to read."

The phoenix waited a moment before nodding. The young teenager had been curious about going to the library herself, but she was a little scared of new places in general and Livia seemed content to provide plenty of reading in here. The crimson haired girl seemed satisfied with that response, returning to the food as she wondered what she was supposed to do with her day off. Fia wondered if Livia was simply giving her a saying, but the girl could tell there was a little more behind what the headmistress spoke.

Breakfast continued normally for the most part. Gwynn did her best, and only ended up spilling the tea once, earning a harsh glare from Cynthia and was quickly made to clean it. For the most part, Gwynn was hating this work, but it was something she decided to do so she would. When she went to put up the plates and other silverware, she was scolded for speaking out of line and making a comment about Fia. It was not a servant's place to speak unless spoken to.

When she finally returned to the living room, Gwynn sighed, already feeling completely drained.

"Well, that was good as always. Thank you Cynthia...and you as well Gwynn despite your terrible manners. That said..." Livia stood, looking over to Fia. "Fia, dear, I have some work I need to do today that you cannot accompany me to."

The Phoenix looked up for a moment, and nodded nervously afterwards. Fia was growing attached to the older woman, and despite her usual desire to remain at least ten feet away did appreciate having her nearby. During the weekends the crimson haired girl knew Livia generally avoided doing paperwork and focused on relaxing. Thirty seconds passed by before the girl collected herself a little. ”... And me …?” With free time on her hands, Fia was stuck with a problem Gwynn was familiar with. In the tower the crimson haired girl didn’t have any options in her life, and now so many were before her that the insane amount of choice was just as terrifying.

"Whatever you want. This is your home...you may do in it what you wish." Livia replied. "Gwynn and Cynthia will take care of any problems you have...and if you wish to head outside for whatever reason, they are obligated to join you." With that Livia stood and walked towards the door of the house, Cynthia bowing her head as she left. "I will be back a little after noon."

"Of course, Mistress." Cynthia said as Livia left. Gwynn, simply remained silent, wondering what exactly this brat was going to order her around to do.

The red haired girl watched Livia as she left, her heart sinking just a bit as the one she was bound to left the room … Fia sat in the same spot for some time, unsure what to do. Her amber eyes drifted between the two older women as she kicked her legs back and forth idly before eventually silently rising from the couch and heading upstairs. The phoenix laid on the bed, looking into the pages of the book as she read about the fall of Troy.

Well. It seemed this would be easy then. Gwynn was relieved. So, she'd just have nothing to do since Fia seemed intent on being alone. Fine with her. She smirked, chuckling idly to herself. Well, maybe this wouldn't be so bad, then. She turned, taking a seat on the couch and stretching, earning an irritated huff from Cynthia.

"I do hope you don't think that you are done."

"Well, uh, that kid didn't exactly seem like she wanted to order us around." Gwynn dismissively replied, casting a glance over to Cynthia...who was now holding a broom...and a mop. "Well...I mean, don't not work on my account." Cynthia shook her head.
"You will clean." She continued, shoving the broom and mop into Gwynn's hands.

"E-er...clean, what, exactly?"

"The house, you moron." Cynthia could swear she saw a vein bulge on Gwynn's forehead.

"A-all of it? By myself? This entire house?!" There was no way in the name of the great seas could she ever clean this house by herself! That was absurd!

"Yes. If you are too stupid to accomplish such a task then you should leave immediately and admit you are a failure to society."

This. Bitch.

Gwynn had to visibly restrain herself from turning Cynthia into a very realistic ice sculpture. But no, she wouldn't do that. She'd prove to this little maid that she could very well do it! Sorta...kinda...she would attempt it, at least!

"FINE! I'll do it and I'll do it ten times better than you!"