Mora Venrie'iel paced across the black marble floors of her private quarters. More accurately she paced across the living room floors for the so-called quarters' took up an entire floor and had many rooms. They had been given to her at the behest of the 7th circles Flame some months ago upon her arrival.  She had expected something small and homey but had found herself lost in a cavern of luxury for weeks. Being assigned as his assistant had perks she had never expected.  But tonight, her first time off since taking up her duties, it was driving her nuts.  She spun one final time on her heel, waist length ebony locks fanning out.<i>Enough of this. I can't stay cooped up just because I don't want to face old schoolmates who got assigned field work.  </i>The position she held was coveted but anyone who knew her well also knew the hellcat had never had her eye on it.  Mora strolled toward her fireplace, snatching up her coat as she went.  Her fires flared as she stepped into the blazing hearth, swallowing her up to whisk her into the city.