<div class="floatleft">(http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mczjrynB9C1qf95qio1_r1_1280.png)</div><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Shayla</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://im1.ibsearch.xxx/9/d9/1621c7c4f8fbdee761f4866741c0d.jpg)</div></div></div>Alexandra remained on standby and relatively quiet, still simply observing the interactions of the others. "I look forward to your report." She said somberly. Alexander trusted that the Watcher could take care of herself, but might as well get a status update on events.<br/><br/>A few moments after Solar Flare and Calanthe departed, Alexandra grinned as her little pixie familiar, Shayla, fluttered up and sat on her shoulder. "Shayla!" Alexandra said in a relieved tone. "Where have you been?"<br/><br/>The pixie in question was a tiny woman about six inches tall with iridescent dragonfly wings, blond hair, green eyes, pale skin, and no clothing at all. Shayla hated clothes. Alexander had tried for months to get the little woman to wear something, anything, so long as she was not flitting around naked, but it was completely in vain. At least muggles couldn't see her unless she let them, so the only ones around to be scandalized were... well, actually the sorts of people whose opinions mattered more. Those with power. Like everyone around here. "I was just looking around." Shayla said innocently. She gave Rainbow Bunny and Maya appreciative glances. "Oh." she said, licking her lips.<br/><br/>"Hands to yourself." Alexandra said grouchily.<br/><br/>Shayla pouted, crossing her arms and legs, but remained sitting on Alexandra's shoulder.