Lyra Torana<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School Entrance<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jugo (well his father)<br/>----------------------<br/><br/>Lyra watched Jugo and his father descend on the front courtyard of the schoo, that served as the landing pad for the bats that delivered the students and sighed. His father was up to his old tricks again to get a skirt flare. The downburst only minorly blew her thin dress around her long legs but not upward despite the actualy direction of the air. Lyra was very famliar with this tactic and was using a magically generated countercurrent to negate the effect and crossed her arms. She was actually fond of his father; he proved to be rather amusing in many ways while he was at that school. That boy's eye wouldn't affect her really; she was simply too powerful and resistant to enchantment spell-types.  "I believe you tried that on your senior year here old man." She said with a straight face despite grining inside. "It didn't work then. But you've always been a perv; you failed my class three times just so you could take it over again." She blinked at the now naked foxgirl and sighed, reaching down and helped her up again and perked a brow. "Be more careful Zitka." Lyra said and released her. "and you might want to get dressed..."