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Morrivan gave a frustrated sigh. "Sorry, your lordship," she said with heavy sarcasm " but no, I'm not gonna go running after you like a servant just because you can't be bothered to listen to someone who isn't you."

igni shrugs. "alright." he pauses, a moment. "running after me, though? I was walking. Not even that fast. How much time did you need to say what you were saying? ... I suppose a lot longer, now that this conversation has drawn on." he pauses, another moment. "doesn't matter, I'm sure your sick of my presence."

Morrivan sighed again. "I'm short. It takes a lot more steps for me compared to you....you know what? Never mind. This isn't even important. I'm just going to go eat now. I get lectured when I skip meals," she said in a tired voice, shaking her head at the ridiculousness of this whole conversation.

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Igni Phoebus wrote:

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Igni Phoebus wrote:

igni glances back as water wraps around his arm.

"It was never meant to be a truce. Like I said, I felt obliged to repay you for something your actions caused. That's it."

"And I was just telling you that you did a good job making this thing. That's it," she imitated his terse speech. "Just so we're on the same page and all."

igni glances at the water around his arm.

"... Alright. And you're keeping me here why?"

She released the water whip's hold on his arm and drew the water back into her canteen. "You have an annoying habit of walking off mid-conversation. It's the only way to be sure you hear what's being said to you."

"Instead of pysically grabbing me, did you consider walking after me? It's not like I was sprinting away. I had assumed the conversation was over."

Morrivan gave a frustrated sigh. "Sorry, your lordship," she said with heavy sarcasm " but no, I'm not gonna go running after you like a servant just because you can't be bothered to listen to someone who isn't you."

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Igni Phoebus wrote:

igni glances back as water wraps around his arm.

"It was never meant to be a truce. Like I said, I felt obliged to repay you for something your actions caused. That's it."

"And I was just telling you that you did a good job making this thing. That's it," she imitated his terse speech. "Just so we're on the same page and all."

igni glances at the water around his arm.

"... Alright. And you're keeping me here why?"

She released the water whip's hold on his arm and drew the water back into her canteen. "You have an annoying habit of walking off mid-conversation. It's the only way to be sure you hear what's being said to you."

igni glances back as water wraps around his arm.

"It was never meant to be a truce. Like I said, I felt obliged to repay you for something your actions caused. That's it."

"And I was just telling you that you did a good job making this thing. That's it," she imitated his terse speech. "Just so we're on the same page and all."

igni nods.

"That's all. Enjoy."
and he just... Starts to walk away.

Morrivan let the water stretch out for her, turning it into a water whip, warming it as she did so. She didn't want to hurt him. At the moment. The water whip wrapped around his arm, holding him back for a moment, letting go almost immediately. "Thanks," she said simply. "This isn't a truce or anything. But it's a really cool item. You did a good job making it. So this is just me acknowledging that."

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She gingerly took the crystal, examining it carefully. "I don't know a lot about catalysts," she said. "How does it work? Is it supposed to unlock abilities, or make it easier to use them, like the full moon does?" He seemed weird, even for Igni, and she wasn't sure it was a good idea to take the crystal at all, but he also seemed really proud of it. Like not appreciating it would be on the same level as puppy kicking. But she was still wary of him. He was totally unpredictable. Sometimes he would go through crazy risks to help and other times he was totally emotionless, and for the same person too. She didn't trust his mood swings.

"It shouldn't really be hard to use. Just foucs your waterbending through it. You may want to set it in something so you don't have to hold it."

igni holds up his metal covered hand, showing a red crystalline structure in the back of it, about half the size of the back of his hand. Lines of fire run down his sleeves, lining ki paths down his arm to his gem, before he turns up his hand and produces a small flame. "like that."

it's a 2*masterwork catalyst, giving a +4 to waterbending checks when used.

Morrivan looked herself up and down for a moment. Her current outfit didn't really have a lot of places where she could fasten a crystal. She shrugged and tucked it into her bun. It was the only place that worked. She uncorked the canteen she always carried with her and drew the water out slowly, holding it in front of her as she sized up the hallway. "Okay, stay very still. I don't want to mess up my aim and hit you. The thing I have trouble with is ice. It doesn't come very naturally when you've grown up in the tropics. I've been working with Dom to learn how to do it. So that's the real test," she said, double checking that the hallway was clear before sending the water down it rapidly, transforming it into icicles as it went, that smashed into a wall. "Hey, that worked!" she said, pleased, drawing the icy water back to her. "Still a little wobbly on the transformation, but definitely better than what I was doing before."

igni catches the crystal, and offer it to morrivan in an open plam. "I made a tool. It's a waterbending catalyst. Figured you should have it, because you resulted in me researching more into the topic and learning new forms, along with new ways to Creat catalysts." igni's eyes- igni's iris's seem animated, flickering and wavering like flame. He carries himself with no uncertainty at all, anymore, and a large degree of conviction. He doesn't have a hint of sarcasm in his voice, and quite possibly a bit of gratitude, filtered through some odd process in his head. "don't get me wrong. This isn't making up. Nor is it admission of some sort of guilt. It's simply something I feel obliged to do in return for what your actions resulted in."

She gingerly took the crystal, examining it carefully. "I don't know a lot about catalysts," she said. "How does it work? Is it supposed to unlock abilities, or make it easier to use them, like the full moon does?" He seemed weird, even for Igni, and she wasn't sure it was a good idea to take the crystal at all, but he also seemed really proud of it. Like not appreciating it would be on the same level as puppy kicking. But she was still wary of him. He was totally unpredictable. Sometimes he would go through crazy risks to help and other times he was totally emotionless, and for the same person too. She didn't trust his mood swings.

igni, at some point, has walked up next to the door of morrigan, and is leaning on the wall, holding a strange blue crystalline structure. His left hand is covered in what seems to be some sort of metal, but what it is likely not exactly clear. His right hand is occupied by flipping and catching the crystal like a coin, waiting with likely unnerving patience for morrigan to leave her room.

After Melody left, Morrivan flopped back onto her bed and sighed. She considered going back to sleep, but her stomach growled. She sighed. She got up and threw on a clean t-shirt and sweats and ran a brush through her hair before pulling it up into a messy bun. Then she ventured out to get some food. And nearly ran straight into Igni. "Agh!" she sputtered. "Geez, what's with the lurking, Igni?"

Dangit! Sorry, Morrivan's post got lost in the cavalcade of posts.

"Is this the dormitory of Melody Waverider?" Djalos asks stiffly, looking past Morrivan's shoulder. His thumb brushes the simple iron band around his wrist, and Morrivan almost feels like a light breeze flows through and past her into the room.

"Uh, yeah. Hang on." She leaned back and called out, "Mel! Someone to see you! Dunno who it is. He's got some kind of blindfold on."

Stops when she hears a knock on the door. "I'll get it," she said, pulling open the door to see a person she didn't recognize.
Djalos sees a dark skinned girl with messy long black hair and still wearing pajamas standing in front of him. "Uh...hey," she says. "Can I help you?"

Morrivan wrote:

"Uh, I don't think so? I mean, things are definitely not very tossed about. Other than Ginni's habit of not making her bed, Tami's habit of leaving her clothes laying around, and the pillows we've been tossing around. I think dimensional rifts would be a little more....messy I guess. Not that I really know anything about them," she said, looking around the room. "I bet the school just rearranged the room while we were asleep. Decided we'd all be happier in a bigger dormitory kind of thing. You know how it gets when it's feeling helpful."

Mel lowers her guard, I think your right, My ship kind of does the same thing

I mean Susan's ship. not mine but I wish I had one though

"Well, nobody knows how this school was made. Maybe it's similar to Susan's ship. All I know is that it seems to have a mind of its own and thankfully it's nice and wants us to be happy," she said with a shrug. "Ugh. Okay, now that we're up at an ungodly early hour for a Saturday, want to go get some breakfast? If I can't have sleep, I at least want doughnuts."

Mel lowers the teddy bear (and her guard) at Morrivan's comment huh? hey your right! never realized that before. Are we caught in some dimensional rift? maybe that leak from the vortex didn't close right.

Mel looks about a little confused but the "gears in her head" are turning as she tries to find some scientific explanation.

"Uh, I don't think so? I mean, things are definitely not very tossed about. Other than Ginni's habit of not making her bed, Tami's habit of leaving her clothes laying around, and the pillows we've been tossing around. I think dimensional rifts would be a little more....messy I guess. Not that I really know anything about them," she said, looking around the room. "I bet the school just rearranged the room while we were asleep. Decided we'd all be happier in a bigger dormitory kind of thing. You know how it gets when it's feeling helpful."

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Melody Waverider wrote:

Mel responds to the water tossed at her with another pillow, stolen from another bed. but this time Mel gets up and tries to sneak up on her target to give her a good boof on the head.

Morrivan has her head under the covers, so she totally misses Melody sneaking up on her until the other girl bops her in the head with a pillow. She sits up, throwing off the covers. "Oh, if that's how it's going to be, you're on!" she said with a grin, picking up her pillow and swinging it at Melody.

Mel barely regained her balance after she hit Morrivan when the counter-hit came, causing mel to stumble back almost falling over. she quickly grabs a stuffed teddy bear that happened to be within reach, holding it up as a shield.

"Oh, no fair!" Morrivan protested. "Ginni will kill me if I mess up her bear....hey, wait," she said in confusion as she finally looked around at the much bigger room with lots more beds than it used to have. "What happened to the room? When I went to sleep I was alone, and I only had one roommate. There's like six beds in here now."

Mel responds to the water tossed at her with another pillow, stolen from another bed. but this time Mel gets up and tries to sneak up on her target to give her a good boof on the head.

Morrivan has her head under the covers, so she totally misses Melody sneaking up on her until the other girl bops her in the head with a pillow. She sits up, throwing off the covers. "Oh, if that's how it's going to be, you're on!" she said with a grin, picking up her pillow and swinging it at Melody.

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Mel rolls over in her bed, pulling the blanket over her head to try and block any light. a groan of "I don't wanna get up" can be heard from under the blanket.

"Stop arguing with the sun so loud. I don't wanna get up either," comes a muffled voice from under another set of blankets across the room.

that comment is soon answered by a pillow tossed in that direction smacking Morrivan in the head.

Morrivan's hand pokes out from under the blankets and the water in the pitcher on her nightstand is directed towards Melody's bed, landing in the general vicinity of her head.

teenage girls pillow fight and wet t-shirts? every teenage'd boys dream...

Sleepy Morrivan did not consider that angle, but now that she's thinking about it, there are more advantages to being a water bender than perviously considered... ;P

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Melody Waverider wrote:

Mel rolls over in her bed, pulling the blanket over her head to try and block any light. a groan of "I don't wanna get up" can be heard from under the blanket.

"Stop arguing with the sun so loud. I don't wanna get up either," comes a muffled voice from under another set of blankets across the room.

that comment is soon answered by a pillow tossed in that direction smacking Morrivan in the head.

Morrivan's hand pokes out from under the blankets and the water in the pitcher on her nightstand is directed towards Melody's bed, landing in the general vicinity of her head.

Mel rolls over in her bed, pulling the blanket over her head to try and block any light. a groan of "I don't wanna get up" can be heard from under the blanket.

"Stop arguing with the sun so loud. I don't wanna get up either," comes a muffled voice from under another set of blankets across the room.

Morrivan wrote:

"Umm....well, I can ask my friends, but I don't know how much time they can spend on this. They've all kind of got a lot going on. But I'm sure they'll all try to at least help as much as they can. At least once Ginni is okay. Until then we all mostly take turns annoying the infirmary staff asking for news," she said with a shrug.

Sil nods solemnly, "I heard about what happened to her, that's just awful. I hope they finally caught whoever was responsible"

Getting up, he suggests "Would you like to go check on her?"

She nodded. "Yeah. And maybe someone can tell me some news about Raelle and if they've found her yet. Umm....don't you have to stay here?" she asked, nodding towards Cho, who was sitting on the floor and chewing on a block.

Morrivan wrote:

She nodded a little reluctantly. "Yeah. That's what they wanted. Something fun. To keep people from worrying about the next apocalypse," she added with a wry smile.

Sil gives her a warm smile in return "Sounds like a bit of a noble cause. Alright, so we got us two, and I will talk to my sister. I uh, don't really know too many others here at the school, so do you have anybody else we could ask to help us out?"

"Umm....well, I can ask my friends, but I don't know how much time they can spend on this. They've all kind of got a lot going on. But I'm sure they'll all try to at least help as much as they can. At least once Ginni is okay. Until then we all mostly take turns annoying the infirmary staff asking for news," she said with a shrug.

Morrivan wrote:

"Well, it would make my therapist happy. They keep harping about how I need to do something to help process my grief. I mean, something that doesn't involve hiding under the covers all of the time and never leaving my room. I've got piles of notebooks that they were using to make notes on the game rules. It may take some time to sort those out. They get kind of carried away with every new idea and then have to rein things back in to what's possible..." She had started to get more animated as she spoke and then stopped suddenly when she realized that she'd used the wrong tense again. Sometimes it was easy to forget for a moment, and then realization came crashing back down on her.

"It's OK Morrivan. It's not even been a week, right? These slip ups don't mean anything more than you're still hurting, which is normal." Sil will once again attempt to offer physical comfort if she'll let him. "Now them, I definitely think we should complete this sports club idea. Not only will it help you, but it will honor your cousin's memory, and it might be good way to help distract some of the other students, once we're done." He offers trying to cheer her up and get her positivity and excitement back.

She nodded a little reluctantly. "Yeah. That's what they wanted. Something fun. To keep people from worrying about the next apocalypse," she added with a wry smile.

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She sniffled and hastily wiped her nose on her sleeve. "He was trying to start a sports club. It was a game that he and Joneh had invented themselves. They thought that it would be fun and help get everyone's mind off of all the serious stuff that was going on."

"A sports club huh? That sounds pretty neat. If you're interested in trying to get that up and running, I would gladly offer any assistance I could. We lycans can be pretty competitive, so maybe I can get my sister to help as well" The young shaman offers hopefully.

"Well, it would make my therapist happy. They keep harping about how I need to do something to help process my grief. I mean, something that doesn't involve hiding under the covers all of the time and never leaving my room. I've got piles of notebooks that they were using to make notes on the game rules. It may take some time to sort those out. They get kind of carried away with every new idea and then have to rein things back in to what's possible..." She had started to get more animated as she spoke and then stopped suddenly when she realized that she'd used the wrong tense again. Sometimes it was easy to forget for a moment, and then realization came crashing back down on her.

Sil makes an attempt to put a comforting arm on her shoulders, but if she shies away, he'll back off. "Yes, loosing a loved one will of course hurt, for a long time. While I'm sure he truly didn't intend to leave you here, at least not at first, he has, and you need to forgive him, and yourself. Eventually. Now, let me ask you something, was there anything Rhodas was working on, a project or a special assignment maybe, that you could help complete, as a way to honor his memory? Doing so will also hopefully help you get over his passing."

She sniffled and hastily wiped her nose on her sleeve. "He was trying to start a sports club. It was a game that he and Joneh had invented themselves. They thought that it would be fun and help get everyone's mind off of all the serious stuff that was going on."

Morrivan wrote:

"We were only a month apart in age. Yes, he died in the attack. He was in the infirmary when it exploded. And he said he was afraid that if he came back that I would leave him behind, and he and his best friend Joneh were having fun exploring the afterlife. None of which makes me feel any better about things or feel any less responsible. If anything, I feel worse. Because he should never have had to feel like he didn't measure up. He did. No, he couldn't bend like I can, but so what? He was important. And now he's gone," she choked on tears that she couldn't bear to shed, taking deep breaths to keep from totally losing it.

"So he's off, having what sounds like the adventure of his life with his best friend, and you're here feeling guilty and wishing he was still alive. I'm sorry he felt like you would somehow leave him behind, as I get the feeling that wouldn't be the case, but he sounds like he's happy. Why can't you be happy for him too?"

"Because he left me here!" she snapped. "Because it wasn't supposed to be like this! Because it hurts!"

"I'm going to guess Rodhas was around our age roughly, yes? Which means he was clearly old enough to make his own decisions. He followed you here likely because he loved you. That was his choice. You can't blame yourself for that." He pauses and lets that sink in before continuing. "Just like it was his choice not to come back. Maybe he felt like he was holding you back, or maybe he didn't want to return and deal with all the pain of whatever killed him. I'm guessing it was in the attack I heard of when I first arrived? Or perhaps he's just happy in the after life, for whatever reason. As cliche as this is, I'm willing to guess your cousin wouldn't want you to keep blaming yourself for his death and would much rather see you live life to it's fullest."

"We were only a month apart in age. Yes, he died in the attack. He was in the infirmary when it exploded. And he said he was afraid that if he came back that I would leave him behind, and he and his best friend Joneh were having fun exploring the afterlife. None of which makes me feel any better about things or feel any less responsible. If anything, I feel worse. Because he should never have had to feel like he didn't measure up. He did. No, he couldn't bend like I can, but so what? He was important. And now he's gone," she choked on tears that she couldn't bear to shed, taking deep breaths to keep from totally losing it.

1d20+20 Sense Motive

Sensing her slight change in tone, Sil replies "I'm sorry. I'm not sure what happened, but sorry." It's simple, but hopefully it helps.

Morrivan stared at the floor. "Rodhas was my cousin. We were inseparable since we were babies. He followed me to Avalon. He died a few days ago, and decided not to be resurrected. There was a teacher who was able to let me talk to his spirit so I could say goodbye. But that doesn't really help much. Because it's my fault. He would never have been here if not for me. He'd still be alive if I hadn't brought him here," she said in a flat tone.

Morrivan wrote:

"Usually that's the kind of thing you're born with. Sounds like not so much in your case. It's okay to be upset about it, you know. I mean, don't waste your life railing about it or anything, but admitting that you're angry about it is healthy. At least that's the kind of crap they keep telling me during the mandatory counseling sessions."

"Oh, I won't waste my life railing against it, just a sudden shock and huge change is all. Before these wings sprouted proclaiming my half-fae nature, there was at least a small chance Jaiye and I might one day rejoin our tribe. Now that's gone and it's somewhat of an adjustment, ya know?"

Morrivan nodded. "Yeah, I know how that goes. I used to think that I could go home someday too. That they'd forgive me for breaking custom and learning water bending. But some stuff happened, and there's no chance of that now. Not after... not without Rodhas."

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Morrivan nodded. "Yeah, Tami's pretty cool. I figured if anyone would understand about the wings it would be her. She used to act as ambassador between the fey and her mother, so she knows a lot about that stuff."

"Hmm, I might to talk to her about fae stuff then, as I know pretty much nothing. Other than, apparently, I'm half-fae." He says this matter-of-factly, but its obvious him being half-fae does bother him, at least a little.

"Usually that's the kind of thing you're born with. Sounds like not so much in your case. It's okay to be upset about it, you know. I mean, don't waste your life railing about it or anything, but admitting that you're angry about it is healthy. At least that's the kind of crap they keep telling me during the mandatory counseling sessions."

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"Yeah, it seems like it," she said, looking away and then abruptly changing the subject. "So, you enrolled in any classes yet? I'm guessing you're studying nature magic? My friend Tami is in that class. She's an elf."

Sensing her possible unease, Sil follows the change "I have. Nature Magic, Botany, Care of Magical Creatures, Advanced PE. The headmaster said I could leave a few classes open, as he wasn't sure if there were teachers yet for the other things I was interested in. I believe I met Tami shortly after my wings sprouted."Pretty sure Lyn, but not positive. I'm almost there in my re-read

Morrivan nodded. "Yeah, Tami's pretty cool. I figured if anyone would understand about the wings it would be her. She used to act as ambassador between the fey and her mother, so she knows a lot about that stuff."

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"Yeah, it's pretty backwards. I hear the northern water tribes are less restrictive. Just my luck I was born into a tribe of southern swamp benders. It wasn't a good fit from either side," she said with a shrug.

He gives her a pleasant smile, "Well, at least you have a home here. This school seems like a good place for all us outcasts"

"Yeah, it seems like it," she said, looking away and then abruptly changing the subject. "So, you enrolled in any classes yet? I'm guessing you're studying nature magic? My friend Tami is in that class. She's an elf."

The young shaman is rather impressed "That is pretty cool, and yet, you were not 'allowed' to bend in your tribe, due to being a woman?"

"Yeah, it's pretty backwards. I hear the northern water tribes are less restrictive. Just my luck I was born into a tribe of southern swamp benders. It wasn't a good fit from either side," she said with a shrug.

Silinrul looks a little lost "What's a 'water bender'? Never heard of that before."

Morrivan looked blank for a moment. "Oh. Yeah, I forgot that not everybody knows about benders," she said sheepishly. "Hmm. It's easier to show rather than tell," she continued, pulling the canteen she carried slung over her shoulder forward and popping off the top, drawing the water out and manipulating it as she moved it through the air in different shapes. "This is obviously just a small demonstration. I can do this with much bigger quantities of water should I need to. I can even pull water vapor out of the air if I'm desperate. But it at least gives you an idea. Different elements have different bending styles, too. This is just what water bending looks like."

She smiled as Cho started to chase the water as it moved through the air, and did her best to keep the game going, keeping the water just out of reach of the giggling girl.

Silinrul will give Jai a brotherly hug of support as she leaves, then heads over to where Cho is playing with the animals he summoned. "So, Morrivan, as you saw, I have druidic powers" Flexes his insect wings, which he is still getting used to "And apparently these wings are due to my being half-fae. Which means I can never go back to the tribe Jaiye and I are from. What brings you to this school?" In the week since his arrival, the shaman learned that Avalon was a haven for children and young adults who had out of control or 'scary' powers and abilities.

"Welcome to the club," she said with a sad smile. "I'm also here for a culturally inappropriate power. My tribe has rules about women and bending. I don't follow the rules. So I can't go home again. Not that there's anything for me there anymore," she added looking away abruptly as she blinked back tears. "I'm a water bender," she added, her voice thick from holding back tears. "A really, really good one."

Lyn, would Ehos have invited Silinrul? Given that he's not only Jai's brother, but also has expressed a desire(I *think*) of ending the war tween the elves and lycans. I know Ty is bringing Ace, Ginni and Ghalen. I don't know if Ehos ever invited Anahita or not

Ehos did invite Anahita already. But obviously that was before she was moved into the background. She may have changed her mind. I don't have any real reason for Sil not to go, except that it might be met with even more hostility than just Jaiye. On account of the whole elf-lycan war and all. Even if he's interested in peace, doesn't mean all of them feel the same way.

"Yes, sure. Go and do what you must to save your boyfriend and rid him of that demoness' influence." He looks to Morrivan "Would you be interested in helping me watch Cho? If not, I believe I can manage on my own for a few hours"

"Well, I guess I might as well. It's not like I have anywhere better to be," Morrivan said with a shrug.

Jaiye wrote:

Yeah, I have the info to continue the story with Cho, so we can keep moving forward with this.

"Well, I'm pretty sure Phaezeriel does. And probably Nala too," she added wrinkling her nose a little. "It's possible that she was just born with brain damage. Or didn't develop properly in infancy. They might have made her this way, but they might have just picked her because she was simple and that made it easier to use her for their prophecy. It's possible that she'll always be like this. Given that the infirmary staff has found no trace of damage or any particular tampering, I'm inclined to think that she was born like this," Jaiye said with a shrug. "Which does beg the question of how we're supposed to arrange long-term care for her."

Sorry it took me awhile to respond to this, unsure how Sil would react

The young shaman takes a few moments to think, before responding. "Hmm. I too am at a loss. I'm going to guess she has no family, and I do not think she should leave the school. At least not any time remotely soon. Is there any sort of special day care we could put her in? Those of us who have watched over her this week can't continue to do so regularly." His tone is practical, as they all have lives, and classes to attend to, and clearly they can not keep babysitting Cho.

"They're setting up a daycare, but they don't actually have one yet," Morrivan said. "At least that's what I've picked up. Raelle's sister mentioned something like that. But I think it was intended for really little kids. This girl isn't so little."

Unsure where his sister might be, Silinrul uses the school's arrow system in order to locate her.

He turns to Morrivan "The level of technology in this school still weirds me out."

Morrivan laughed. "Oh, you're new, then. You get used to it. This is my second year here, and I don't even think about it anymore unless someone points it out to me."

The arrows lead to a room in a remote corner of the building that's been fitted out as a playroom of sorts. Jaiye is watching Cho with a look of utter boredom.

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"Morrivan. And sure. At least, I probably shouldn't be by myself right now," she agreed. "And, uh, sorry about that. Igni just really irritates me. Raelle swears he's not a bad person, but I think she's being overly generous."

Sil shrugs "You don't have to be sorry. There's nothing wrong with not liking him. You can't be friends with everyone."

She snorted. "Well, that's true. It just seems like lately the list of people I can't be friends with is growing. I'm...not in the best place these days," she said with a shrug, her expression going flat.

As Morrivan stalks off, Silinrul catches up to her. "Uh, hey. What some company? I got nothing going on right now, though I suppose I should probably check in my sister. My name's Silinrul by the way. What's yours?"

"Morrivan. And sure. At least, I probably shouldn't be by myself right now," she agreed. "And, uh, sorry about that. Igni just really irritates me. Raelle swears he's not a bad person, but I think she's being overly generous."

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Igni Phoebus wrote:

igni snorts softly.

"The likely reason? Bitterness. Remenants of the old, broken system. People who still hate people who aren't "purebloods", or are different from the standard acceptable "firebird" mold."
igni avoids commenting on the "idiot" part, putting his hands behind his back to hide the shaking.

"That's one possible reason," Morrivan said, hands on her hips. "But it ignores some other possibilities. I may not be a firebird, but I have noticed that Raelle's dad is kinda a big deal among your people. So that might have played a factor. Or worse. I've been Raelle's roommate and friend for almost a year now. And I've noticed some things. First of all, she's gorgeous. Secondly, this fact is not lost on the boys around her. Especially the firebird ones. They basically drool over her, occasionally literally," she added, rolling her eyes. "And that didn't stop when she broke out in psionic tattoos and got a boyfriend. Now I'm really hoping that that isn't the reason why she was taken. I really, really hope that. But it's on the list of possibilities. Unfortunately."

igni stands quietly, mostly expressionless. Seeming to lack anything to say.

"Oh, never mind. I don't know why I'm even wasting my time. I'll just go back to the school and drive myself quietly crazy while I wait for news," she said, throwing up her hands and stalking off.

igni snorts softly.

"The likely reason? Bitterness. Remenants of the old, broken system. People who still hate people who aren't "purebloods", or are different from the standard acceptable "firebird" mold."
igni avoids commenting on the "idiot" part, putting his hands behind his back to hide the shaking.

"That's one possible reason," Morrivan said, hands on her hips. "But it ignores some other possibilities. I may not be a firebird, but I have noticed that Raelle's dad is kinda a big deal among your people. So that might have played a factor. Or worse. I've been Raelle's roommate and friend for almost a year now. And I've noticed some things. First of all, she's gorgeous. Secondly, this fact is not lost on the boys around her. Especially the firebird ones. They basically drool over her, occasionally literally," she added, rolling her eyes. "And that didn't stop when she broke out in psionic tattoos and got a boyfriend. Now I'm really hoping that that isn't the reason why she was taken. I really, really hope that. But it's on the list of possibilities. Unfortunately."

Morrivan wrote:

Igni Phoebus wrote:

Morrivan wrote:

Silinrul wrote:

Morrivan wrote:

"My friends are either confined to the infirmary or dead," she said glumly after he left, walking back towards the school. "Or kidnapped. Because we needed more problems right now."

Silinrul, emerging from his secluded spot in the woods, overhears this "Everything OK miss? You sound distraught"

"No, everything is not okay. My best friend was kidnapped. Her family is already searching for her now, so there's nothing more I can do. But yeah, distraught is a pretty good description," she said hopelessly.

igni just sorta stnads around nearby,

"... Unfortunate. Well. Seeing as I accomplished nothing, I suppose I am no longer needed?"

"Seriously?" she said, turning around to face him. "That's your reaction? You know, after the whole thing on the sun and Raelle swearing that I had you guys all wrong, I've really done my best to give you another chance. But, you know, I think I had it right about you all along," she snapped.

"What do you expect me to say or do? I can't do anything to fix the problem. Getting emotional certianly won't help. And I'd like to get back to my studies so that I can get stronger, so I can prevent messes like this."

igni narrows his eyes, his tone going from his typical "apathy" to somehting slightly more stern and upset.
"I may not behave normally. I may not seem "simpathetic"... But I do care. I don't like to see needless pain. But I won't cry over it. I'll simply work agaisnt it. And standing around feeling sorry about what's going on out there isn't productive."

"You. Are. An. Idiot. You don't ask for details. Like who took her or if you should ask her family if you can help. You know, the obvious stuff. The logical stuff. I don't think you're a jerk because you're not emotional. I think you're a jerk because you can't be bothered to notice other people let alone care. The world doesn't always work the way you think it should, Igni. More power isn't going to help if you don't understand why people behave the way they do. She was taken by firebirds, not that you deserve to be given that information after how you've been acting. So you tell me, why would they do that? Why would they take Raelle?"

Morrivan wrote:

Silinrul wrote:

Morrivan wrote:

"My friends are either confined to the infirmary or dead," she said glumly after he left, walking back towards the school. "Or kidnapped. Because we needed more problems right now."

Silinrul, emerging from his secluded spot in the woods, overhears this "Everything OK miss? You sound distraught"

"No, everything is not okay. My best friend was kidnapped. Her family is already searching for her now, so there's nothing more I can do. But yeah, distraught is a pretty good description," she said hopelessly.

igni just sorta stnads around nearby,

"... Unfortunate. Well. Seeing as I accomplished nothing, I suppose I am no longer needed?"

"Seriously?" she said, turning around to face him. "That's your reaction? You know, after the whole thing on the sun and Raelle swearing that I had you guys all wrong, I've really done my best to give you another chance. But, you know, I think I had it right about you all along," she snapped.

Kind of in limbo here. Igni just landed behind her but she didn't see him. She just told Sil that her best friend was kidnapped. Not sure if Igni heard that bit. No idea what happened to Cindra. Basically waiting on a reaction from somebody else in this scene. :)

Morrivan wrote:

"My friends are either confined to the infirmary or dead," she said glumly after he left, walking back towards the school. "Or kidnapped. Because we needed more problems right now."

Silinrul, emerging from his secluded spot in the woods, overhears this "Everything OK miss? You sound distraught"

"No, everything is not okay. My best friend was kidnapped. Her family is already searching for her now, so there's nothing more I can do. But yeah, distraught is a pretty good description," she said hopelessly.

igni finally lands, apparently having missed the message that the search was over. He returns to his human form, and snorts softly, embers flying out his nose, glancing around for any of the search party.

He sees Morrivan partway across the grounds talking to someone.

Morrivan wrote:

Lucas Svarog wrote:

Lucas thanks the birds and the will of nature in the area, He turns back to raelle's fruend... Mor... Something "well I can confirm that the the attackers were firebirds, one small child and a group of guardsman five total. They used deception and numbers to drug her unconscious before teleporting away, and they don't know where."

"We need to tell her family that. It might help them locate her sooner. You can fly a lot faster than I can run. You should go," she urged.

Lucas frowns. "very well" he says ater a short pause "but I recommend you get something to eat, maybe go find Igni and tell him what all we know, perhaps he will have guesses as to where a group of guards could have taken them, or perhaps just find some of your other friends and do homework. something to occupy you while you wait" he says to her before taking off to where Sorchan went.

"My friends are either confined to the infirmary or dead," she said glumly after he left, walking back towards the school. "Or kidnapped. Because we needed more problems right now."

Lucas thanks the birds and the will of nature in the area, He turns back to raelle's fruend... Mor... Something "well I can confirm that the the attackers were firebirds, one small child and a group of guardsman five total. They used deception and numbers to drug her unconscious before teleporting away, and they don't know where."

"We need to tell her family that. It might help them locate her sooner. You can fly a lot faster than I can run. You should go," she urged.

Morrivan looked a little lost as Sorchan flew away back to the school. "Well, I guess that's it. Now for the hard part. The waiting. Thanks for your help, guys. I owe you. But we should probably head back. You two need to get inside. It's starting to get dark and it can get pretty chilly at night. Not so good for firebirds."

Morrivan wrote:

Lucas Svarog wrote:

::I'm reasonably sure I found her bag, but not her. There were signs of a struggle just outside the wards... I don't see any blood though, so hopefully whatever has happened was without lethal intent, but then that begs the question of what their intent actually is...:: he looks back to his familiar before asking him to go see if he can find someone skilled at divination who could trace the teleport before looking around for something that might have belonged to the perpetrator, such as bits of hair or equipment.

While he is on that thought he takes a few hairs out of raelle's comb in case it might be useful later.

Morrivan arrived at the scene, out of breath and looked around wildly.

"Oh, no!" she moaned. "That's definitely Raelle's scarf. I gave it to her for her birthday."

"say calm now. Panicking helps no one, least of all Raelle. Now then. She's probably still alive, try to focus on that if you need to. Do you know anyone who would want to kidnap her but not kill her. Any stalkers, jealous ex-boyfriends, any special powers someone would want to use, anyone who'd want to use her for political reasons"

"Pretty sure the ex-boyfriend wouldn't stoop to kidnapping, she could have a stalker but if so they've been hiding well, as far as special powers go she's some kind of mathematical genius but I don't think that's exactly widely known, but politics.....You'd know them better than I would. Start with the council and work your way down," she said, standing there looking utterly miserable.

And then Sorchan showed up and demanded to know what had happened.

"Raelle was supposed to meet me by the lake after classes. She never showed. So I asked some people to help me look. I didn't want to sound the alarm if she was just with her sisters or something. Lucas found her scarf on the ground there. And her bag. And everything else as you can see. We have no idea where she is."

::I'm reasonably sure I found her bag, but not her. There were signs of a struggle just outside the wards... I don't see any blood though, so hopefully whatever has happened was without lethal intent, but then that begs the question of what their intent actually is...:: he looks back to his familiar before asking him to go see if he can find someone skilled at divination who could trace the teleport before looking around for something that might have belonged to the perpetrator, such as bits of hair or equipment.

While he is on that thought he takes a few hairs out of raelle's comb in case it might be useful later.

Morrivan arrived at the scene, out of breath and looked around wildly.

Lucas rummages through the bag looking for something to positively identify the owner and broadcasts ::and bring someone who can trace teleports::

Inside the bag is a small bag of charcoal briquettes, a notebook filled with strange doodles - page after page of circular designs, and a datapad. Also a hair tie, some lip gloss, and a small hair brush. The hair tangled in the brush is dark.

::Somebody go and get Professor del Sol,:: Morrivan attempted to sort of mentally shout at whoever contacted her next. Not being naturally telepathic really sucked right now. She ran in the direction that Lucas had been sending from.