<div style="background-color:#6c9cb8; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #000000"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;">"The Frogmen would be willing to cooperate with anyone if it means exposing us all, damn the consequences," Lola practically snarled and sat stiffly down on the couch in what was probably a very demonstrative gesture for her. Alannah had never been quite certain. She always seemed so determined to never lose her calm, but with someone as passionate as her, it must have been a very slippery knife's edge to walk. Lola took a few deep breaths and gestured to the couch opposite her with all the grace and command of a queen. Alannah immediately sat down.<br/><br/>"Ichor is <span style="font-style: italic">very</span> serious, you're right about that," Lola said. "But I don't understand what you, specifically, can do to help us clean this mess up. What is your supernatural connection? I assume that you know that Alannah is a mermaid. I am unfortunately unrelated to water myself, but it seems Asya has some sort of connection with it." Lola rolled her eyes. "She has been 'brushing her teeth' for ten minutes now. I will bet you she's making the water from the tap run upwards right now, being very wasteful," Lola continued with a slightly raised voice. A splash and a nervous giggle could be faintly heard from behind the bathroom door. Alannah couldn't help but smile.<br/><br/>Lola folded her hands around her knees. "We all know that normal humans aren't likely to be able to get rid of the ichor. Gods don't bleed for no reason - if we don't find the root of the cause, it will return, and keep returning."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Well, we've actually been down there,"</span> Alannah broke in and held out her bright pink hand. Lola raised an eyebrow. <span style="font-weight: bold">"I got this. I - I touched the ichor, it was really stupid, but Dimitri was there to sa- help me. I don't remember much..."</span> She frowned. <span style="font-weight: bold">"There were dead fish all over. And did we - did we find a set of teeth? We found something, didn't we?"</span> She looked at Dimitri, hoping he could fill in the blanks of her unimpressive account. The longer that passed after touching the ichor, the more like an idiot she felt for doing so. Her cheeks were turning just as pink as her hand with embarrassment, and she withdrew it and pulled her jacket sleeve over it.</span></div></span></div>