<blockquote><div><cite>elitadraconia wrote:</cite>"You can't hide the bottle from me now that I've seen it."  Ikaria smiled down at Tyr.  "If it's a medical need then you should inform me of it.  If it's some detrimental chemical then you shouldn't be taking it on the school grounds."  She then sighed a little.  "If you don't know what it is then I can analyse it to find out, then I can see if you should be taking it.  In any case, it's getting late, so you should be resting up for the night."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"I don't know what it is," Tyr said. "That's the problem. That's one of the problems. Ever since I've come back, I've felt a little like all of the pieces aren't matching up. None of it makes since."<br/><br/>He remembered the book in his bag.<br/><br/>"Look," he said, pointing to the half-dragon on the front cover. "This one, and you, and your apprentice over there, all of you have a tail and wings. I don't. There's more, I don't even look like you and..." he groaned.<br/><br/>"I'm a little out of practice. It's been a couple hundred years since I had an actual form."