<div class="floatleft">(http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mczjrynB9C1qf95qio1_r1_1280.png)</div>Shayla had apparently decided to flit off somewhere out of curiosity, which was very strange as there were a number of rather attractive women around and the little pixie was not in the process of molesting any of them. So, huh. At least as long as Shayla was summoned Alexandra kept her ability to see and speak as the fae. "I am not Madam Magic, Ms. Flare." Alexandra said solemnly. "I am the Watcher in the Twilight's Apprentice. I do not go by any code name. Call me Alistair. Alexandra Aloysia Alistair." She bowed slightly. "It is an honor to finally make you acquaintance, esteemed Solar Flare. I have heard tell of your amazing exploits." In contrast to Alexander/Alexandra, who kept a very low profile. The Watcher's Apprentice was a private citizen as far as those not in the Watcher's usual circles were concerned.<br/><br/>That Rainbow Bunny girl was the next to show. Alexandra narrowed her purple eyes at the next newcomer. Why not Rainbow Rabbit? Apprentice Alexandra Aloysia Alistair admired added alliterative appeal and adored alphabetic assonance. The fact that RB was not RR seemed a missed opportunity. "Greetings, Ms. Bunny. I am Apprentice Alexandra Aloysia Alistair. Call me Alistair, if you wish. I have also heard tales of your exploits. Good to make you acquaintance." Alexandra had a sort of stiffly formal mien to her, solemn and serious.<br/><br/>Alexandra smiled slightly in response to the speculation on Paratha's motives. "My powers are trained and magical in nature, having little to do with light. Although, I can certainly cast some illusions or use light spells. Entertainment, I assume is Madam Paratha's motive. She is old and bored. I know the type." She dealt with a lot of those folks: old and bored. One of them was near constantly following him around trying to have sex with him. And had turned him into a her for some reason that was probably stupid. "That or she is plotting something involving her descendants."<br/><br/>Speaking of which, Third Exorcist Calanthe. Alexandra bowed a bit. "Well met, Ms. Calanthe. Alexandra at your service as always." No need to introduce herself again. The Order of the Weeping Rose well knew his identity, including his current sex-variable curse. Sadly they did not have a cure for it. Or the Watcher had told them not to bother. "I agree. My Mistress is also not yet present, so patience well behooves us."