"That's Lady-Mage to you, Sir Rowhik... and I suppose I'd have to test my baby out before I could call her perfect, hmm?" A devilish gleam flitted through her eyes before her usual sparkle of mischief returned, and she shooed Alasdair and Gareth away, telling them to go back to work while she gloated over her latest acquisition.<br/><br/>"Aye, little one, but make sure you do not transform this one into a metal carcass as well!" Gareth bellowed before he and Alasdair made their laughing way back to their workrooms, to change for dinner.<br/><br/>Once they were gone, a playful, flirtatious smile crept onto Lhurriel's lips, and she sidled up to Rowhik's side, her voice a teasing purr.<br/><br/>"I s'pose you were hoping to get a ride, no? Well lucky you I'm not the possessive type," she murmured softly, taking his hand and dragging the soldier after her until they were standing right next to the magicycle. She made a moue, wondering how they could both fit on the one-person bike. Of course, she wansn't pouting for long - after a brief moment, she clambered onto the comfortable magicycle, perching with a sigh of pleasure on the seat, and then extended a hand towards Rowhik, an inviting smile on her lips.<br/><br/>"Feel up to a test run, Sir Rowhik?" She asked, a flirting grin curling her lips.