<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/0jYbPnX.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cessily Kincaid/Mercury<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Danger Control Room; September 1, 2013<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Red shirt, jean shorts, and sneakers<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Myth, Idris<br/><hr/>"He's probably just worn out. I'm guessing that turning into a dragon isn't exactly easy. But if it's more, I can help you carry him to a bed or something."<br/><br/>Ces was surprised as she turned to see Astraflare approaching her, letting out a little gasp in fright.<strong> "You think he'll be okay?"</strong>Ces spoke as she turned her attention to the cuts on Myth's body.<strong> "This one looks pretty bad."</strong>She said, pointing to one of the cuts that was bleeding. Just as she was about to say something else, when Myth raised his hand to touch her cheek. As his hand ran along Ces's cheek, it wasn't hard to notice the numerous battle scars and just as the they made eye contact with one another, Myth spoke. "Myth? How did you come up with that one? Why would I need a doctor when I'm in bed with you?" Ces blushed heavily at his remark. In fact, it wasn't to far from the truth to say that Ces wouldn't of minded staying in this position (or that position) for a very long time but at this point, time was of the essence. Gently grabbing and lowering his hand, Ces began to speak.<strong>"Myth, I'm not in bed with you. And that's your name. Myth is your name."</strong><br/><br/>A few seconds of silence passed when Ces noticed his grin turn into a frown.<strong>"Myth, what's wr-"</strong>"SINISTER!" Ces literally jumped back in surprise and, in her haste, ended up tripping and falling over. Now laying on the ground, she noticed that Myth was back and, although he still looked exhausted, he was a lot better than he was before. "I'll live girls... I'm not going to Valhalla yet..." Ces quickly sat up with a smile on her face, happy that Myth was actually back. As she was standing up, Astraflare and Myth began talking to each other about their powers and, presumably, about the fight that had just taken place. As Ces listened to the two speak, she  noticed Myth had brought up Sinister again. There was definitely something between Myth and Sinister and it wasn't something good either, especially considering the way Myth shouted his name. Ces was curious about it, but now wasn't the time to ask.<em> "Some other time."</em><br/><br/>Ces offered her hand to Myth, who gently grabbed hers in response. Figuring he was still to weak to get up, Ces crouched down to his level. "Came back huh? Wanted to see the fight and only found me slumped..." Myth finally spoke, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "I hate that you both have to see me this weak...." Shaking her head, Ces spoke in a relaxed tone.<strong> "No, it's fine Ragnar. I'm-"</strong>Stopping herself mid-sentence, she glanced over to Astraflare before turning back to speak.<strong> "We're glad that you're okay."</strong>As a few brief seconds of silence pass, Ces noticed Ragnar reaching for something on the floor. Walking over to the photograph, Ces picks it up and hands it to Ragnar without looking at it. The last thing Ces wanted to do was embarrass the man, especially if it was something that was meant to be kept secret. Turning to face Astraflare, Ces stood up and spoke.<strong>"Thanks for your help. I know there wasn't really anything to do, but it was nice to have another person around just in case something worse had happened."</strong>Suddenly, Ces extended her hand towards Astraflare and grinned slightly.<strong>"I also don't think we have met officially. The name's Cessily, but you can call me Ces or Mercury, whichever you prefer."</strong>