<div class="floatleft">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/vampiric_gaze_by_serenitysteph-d42g63z-1.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div align="center">Nylora Valdimir (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=129066.msg5734424#msg5734424)<br/>Time: Afternoon, Day 2<br/>Location: Entrance Hall<br/>Tagged: Anyone</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Nylora wasn't sure the sight of Morgana would ever get old, an ever so faint grin appearing at the side of her lips as watched the succubus lean on the desk. She stood up and handed the paperwork back to the woman with the flame red hair, and picked up her bags. An auburn brow arched up at the mention of sacred lovemaking. What was so sacred about that?<br/><br/>"Actually, I would like to put my bags in my room. Do I have a chance to do so? Or do I need to hurry outside?" Nylora asked. "Oh, and I'll take the Elemental Mastery 101 as an extracurricular option. I'm not so sure sacred lovemaking is for me..." Nylora's face produced a wry expression before returning to its normal blankness.</span></span>