((OOC: Sorry guys! I don't get home till 8pm until Friday, so I was trying to stay as severed as possible. xD ))
Niola felt the wind around her shift and wrap around a foreign substance that broke through the motionless air. Her head tilted upward, never rising from its restful position on the fluffy pillow, and allowed her to see what had intruded in the room she now occupied. To her surprise, the presence was an older teenager with a lanky figure and obsidian locks forming around his head. He had a formal attire upon his figure, yet his eyes were like the tepid depths of a pond at night. Just staring into them sent a shiver down Niola's spine, yet she was curious about why he wanted to visit her in particular.
"I'm fine," Niola replied. Her eyes watched him like a hawk, yet her voice was cheerful and buoyant. "I just got a little dizzy--but I feel better already!"
Niola tried to show this by placing both her hands on the firm matress beneath her and, after straightening her body till it was vertical to the bed, she pushed off and performed a lithe backflip. While she was moving through the air, the wind that was aroused by her will cushioned her movement and gave her an elegant twist to what would have been a normal backflip. She then turned around and eyed him accusingly. It was obvious he was guilty of something, and the tone of his voice gave it away immediately. However, it seemed like a fun game to pretend she knew nothing and instead act completely clueless.
"I guess I owe you a 'thank you' for bringing me all the way here," Niola replied to his later comment, a childish tone in her voice. "Marie is a really nice woman, isn't she? Ah, but I thought she was human due to how curved her body was. Heh-heh! I guess you can't judge everyone by appearance!"
She then held out her hand and added, "Nice to meet you, Cyr. My name's Niola. Ummm...I don't think I have a nick--you can call me Ni-Ni! Heh-heh!"
Observing the timid appearance he held in his features as he spoke, it was obvious he wasn't the most courageous person. Of course, Niola's nonchalant personality about who she befriended or claimed as an enemy would prove to strengthen the relationship Cyr and herself might have; that is, if he answered her questions correctly.
"So, how much do you know about that whole mind crisis thingy that happened earlier?" Niola asked as innocently as she could. "I wonder how many people were affected. Wow, I can't believe something so frightening would happen a few minutes or so before I arrived. I guess I really am lucky! Ah, but I bet the culprit behind it will be in deep trouble. I wonder if it was on purpose or by accident. Heh-heh! I wouldn't want to be in their shoes right now, eh?"
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Nurarihyon no Mago! 
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Inpa: "...I got your mask already, look! Isn't it pretty?”
Balthazar: ”Urgh.. !! It's pink..”
Inpa: ”Oh please, it's called being metrosexual!..."
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-- farag0n; Tales of Amn
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