Thread: You've Got Your Arms Wide, and Sin in Your Eyes (Daunte and Potter)

Much to Michael's chagrin Ciri had definitely picked up on his flustered reaction to her. It wasn't something that she was paticularly surprised by though. Afterall Cirilla was a princess among many other things and it appeared that the male was simply a student of some sort. Such reactions were to be expected even if the female didn't intend for it to happen that way. She just often had that effect on people. Contrary to the guys she was used to who tried to act far tougher than they actually were, Zireael found his personality refreshing. Caught up thinking about the male Ciri hadn't even payed attention to listen to his description of their location which was quite weird considering that was what the two girls had followed him for in the first place, but luckily Weiss was all ears to his words. And none of them made sense. Okay... I officially have no idea where we are, the ice mage spoke with a disheartened huff of her breath forming in a very heavy sigh. The huntress had hoped the name of where they are or the school might have helped, but it seemed that plan had gone out the window so to speak. Ciri took notice of the second flushed look of the male as he held onto her hand with a frim grip to which she quite enjoyed the feeling of. It wasn't often that she really let her self have time for casual playfulness with another and as such it was very welcomed. Everything seemed really weird and advanced like some sort of Elven magic technology that she'd never seen before. Despite the initial confusion though, both girls having felt it to some degree with Cirilla having been affected by it more, they both stepped into the elevator with Michael. The sudden feeling of the floor moving caused Ciri to start looking around in confusion at first, and her stomach felt a little sick from the unfamiliar sensation. Weiss on the other hand didn't think anything of it as she'd seen elevators in different forms back home. This one was certainly different, but it wasn't so far from what she was used to that it bothered the huntress. Well... I was trying in the middle of the night before I woke up outside this place, Ciri truthfully answered in the hopes that maybe Michael could shed some light on her situation. It was all quite perplexing to the child of elder blood, but then again she was used to weird spacetime incidents because of her connection to the mystical red liquid that ran through her veins. Weiss recalled the events of night she could remember, but quickly found herself blushing when she fully recalled the reason why she currently wasn't wearing anything under her dress. I-I was getting ready for bed was the last thing I remember. Then I woke up on the ground really far from Atlas it seems, the dust user explained, hoping that her further explanation of the situation would hide her accidental embarrasment. Finally inside the two girls took Michael's wordless suggestion to sit on the loveseat. It wasn't exactly the biggest place, but it was definitely enough for the three to have a comfortable conversation about things. The chair itself was particularly comfy which both girls would have agreed upon, even if Weiss was used to more and Cirilla was used to less. In response to his question the two seemed to respond at the same with Ciri asking for Tea and Weiss contrasting with her by asking for Coffee. Ciri crossed one leg over the other to put herself in a relaxed position and leaned back into the chair. I really appreciate the help Michael. If only everyone was as nice as you, Zireael truthfully mused, a certain look in her emerald eyes as she looked upon him. It was a gaze that showed true appreciation. Cirilla wasn't used to people offering their help without wanting something in return.