<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/eb/Tilly.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tilly<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>N/A<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>23 / House Imp<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Demonology<br/><strong>Time and Date:</strong>Monday, September 7th | Late Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sera’s room.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>CLOSED | Sera<br/><hr/>Tilly was bored.  Prudence was busy with one of her late-night advisor "meetings," and from the way Tilly was feeling, Prue was getting that advising real good.  The connection between Prue and Tilly allowed them to feel what the other was feeling to some degree. At the moment, that was making Tilly pent up and frustrated.  The beginning of the semester had been a busy one. It offered little time for Tilly to ravage her master or be sinfully rewarded in return.  She supposed she should be delighted to have such a pleasing and giving master, but it still irked Tilly that Prudence had such an iron-clad contract between them.  How in the hell had that delightful airhead come up with such a diabolically perfect contract?  It rankled Tilly.  It really did.  Even if she did such delightful things to her and treated her better than most witches.<br/><br/>Tilly had been flittering about the house, looking for a distraction. She poked her head into the other girls' room to see if she could spy any late-night dalliances she could get off to.  It was only payback, Tilly assured herself.  Prudence deserved it.  The least she could have done was invite Tilly for a bit of fun.  They ALWAYS had fun together.<br/><br/>She gave a little huff and poked her head into the last room in the hall.  Someone was awake!  It wasn't much, but awake was something.  Now which redhead witch was which? She pondered as she floated invisibly through the wall and hovered about little wings beating furiously to keep here there and scattering a few sheets of paper to boot for fun.<br/><br/>It was nice to Serendipity, that was the name on the paper, have to wiggle around in her lacy pink underwear after them.  She looked frustrated too. Tilly thought as the girl never really settled after pushing a book aside.  Maybe she had a familiar that was having as much for as her master?  Lucky familiar.  Oh well. Perhaps they could help one another.<br/><br/>There was a little pop and a whiff of sulfur. Where there was nothing before, Tilly was laying on her belly next to Serendipity, her little black wings fluttering as she settled the last few centimeters.  Her black as pitch panties a perfect match in every way to the lacy pink that Serendipity wore, though its lacy trim smoldered like embers in a fire but gave off no heat.<br/><br/>"Whatcha doing?"<br/>