<span style="color: #b35900">"i will arrange for more time later tonight and tomorrow, your arrival was just as much of a surprise for me as it was for you."</span>she sighed softly and looked at him.<span style="color: #b35900"> "the Animus is a headache all it's own."</span>she shook her head and then looked up with a frown.<span style="color: #b35900"> "Sharindia! get your Highborne ass here now! Sharindia!"</span>the mage appeared with a crack of energy and glared at Ibara.<span style="color: #003366">"what do you want!?"</span>Ibara pointed at Alex and sat back in her chair.<span style="color: #b35900">"like i said, you have to get loud."</span>theHighborne looked at Alex with a faint frown and then she sighed softly.<span style="color: #003366">"you must be another of the Timelost."</span><span style="color: #b35900">"i have been calling then Orphans of time but yours is shorter." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>