Primadonna

Aah, lunchtime. Such a good time of the day. You get to eat and you're not that hungry like you probably were at breakfast. Ailill Hale was sitting in his room with some sandwiches on a plate before him, and was watching the television while he was eating. Well, the television was more background noise than anything right now. There was nothing on that was holding his interest at the moment.

Ailill had been avoiding people since he got home from Columbia. During the trip to the continent of South America, Ailill had somehow lost a person. Well, an elf, but still. He wasn't even sure how that happened. One moment she was with him, the next she was gone and nowhere to be found. The plane ride home was really awkward and the like. One of the flight attendants at the airport had recognized him on his way to the flight back and had noticed that Mirshann wasn't there. She had asked about it and Ailill lied and told her it had been a one way trip for her. Well, that was partially true, but not intended. When he got back home, he was asked the same question by his aunt Arianna, and couldn't provide a real answer. "I honestly don't know what happened." he had told her. Ailill didn't feel like being blamed for this. Aunt Arianna actually liked Miri, for some reason. Ever since then, he had been avoiding the issue entirely.

Ailill was on his last sandwich when the signal for the gate went off. "Okay, who's here?" he asked aloud. He got up and walked out of his room to answer the intercom system. The message was from Mirshann. "She's back. How?" he said after hearing it. How did she get back? Ailill pressed the button to unlock the gate so that she could get in and headed for the front door to open it when she got there. "Miri, what the bloody hell happened to you? Where did you disappear off to?" he would say the moment the door was opened.

When Ailill opened the door, he found Mirshann and her wolf spirit companion Ryzo standing there. Now that they were here, he could try and find out where the bloody hell they had been. Ailill was asking questions as soon as he saw them. Wanting to know where she had gone and what happened. He expected the elf girl to be taken aback by his immediate questioning the moment she returned to the manor. It often didn't take very much to cause her to be taken aback by something.

Ailill took the bag that she handed to him and slightly moved aside to allow her and the wolf to enter as he listened to her story. It seemed rather farfetched and he wasn't entirely sure what she was even talking about. A model, did she even know what she was doing during that? Ailill doubted it even if she was told what to do. Her lack of understanding of Earthly customs was a major one. Also who was this 'Yofie'? What kind of name was that? There was also mention of a woman with black and red wings that grew out horns. Did she dream this or something? The things that she was saying left him confused. Wait, why was she talking this clearly? She rarely talked this clearly, let alone this much while doing so.

Ailill closed the door after both of them had entered and set the bag on a table nearby. "So you were in Italy you say? How did you get there from Columbia?" he asked of her. Italy was a pretty great distance away from Columbia. On a completely different continent across an entire ocean. This was sure to be an interesting thing to hear. Plus he wanted to avoid answering her last question. Miri had asked if Ailill had even gone looking for her and her wolf buddy. Truth is he did, but not for that long. Once it had been time to board the plane for the flight back to Chicago, and Ailill saw that she had indeed missed the flight, he had pretty much given up his search. Ailill spent more of that flight figuring out what he was going to say about the missing elf when he got back than he did wondering where she had gotten off to.