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"That's good." Quint began, "I hope they don't come here, because if so I'll have to teach them something about trespassing on private property.." He smiled.

Jumping into the siblings conversation, "I had heard about Aonice's training, but I had not known who it was with." He extended an arm towards Loki, "Nice to meet you, my name is Quint."

No longer was he upset about Aonice and Morrigan's fight. The news of her being able to merge with her 'sister' only made him more excited about maybe getting that rematch.

Quint looked around, finding the figure she referred to.

"Oh, hi there." He waved, noting that he had a look of someone that currently wasn't in their 'happy place'. He dismissed it for the mean time however, as there was a larger matter at hand.

"So, what are you up to today?" Quint asked Morrigan.

"I guess not.." Quint sighed.

"But.." Quint began, "I'm here, and you do still owe me that rematch.." He smirked, she knew he had been waiting for this for a while.

"Yep!" Quint said excitedly, stretching his arms out; they'll need the extra blood.

He looked up, "Um, shouldn't we take this outside somewhere? I don't want something to happen to your house, espically the bedroom.."

((Have the fight tommorow?))

"... I suppose you're right," Morrigan admitted. "To tell you the truth, I could hardly wait for this, even enough just for the time it takes to walk outside." At that, she took off at high speed towards the door, boosters and all.

((I don't think I have any steady amount of time to be online for the next couple of days, but we'll see what happens. sweatdrop ))

Loki's expression didn't change at all at the statement, it was true he was training Aonice and had made no attempt to hide the fact. As for the throne, he had no intention of a coup at all. Their own plan to secure the throne was already in the working right under the king Belial's nose with the removal of the vampire Maximov from the list of opposition. He chuckled deeply and shook his head slowly.
"Of course dear sister, I merely wished to see what sort of opponent you were facing. It has been some time since I had a good workout that wasn't in a bedchamber."
He watched Quint and Morrigan head towards their rematch and crossed his arms behind his back and followed. It had been quite some time since he observed his sister in a fight. It was always interesting.

Morrigan saw both Quint and Loki follow her outside. "Not to worry, Loki. I never disappoint!"

"As you know Quint, Loki is my brother; older, perhaps wiser, though I wouldn't say stronger. You see, on top of the fact that I almost killed myself due to my own power while being born, I've always had more of an interest in combat than Loki. Not that he isn't extremely well-trained and talented, but it's an obsession for me. The only drawback, however, is that I have to admit that he might have a slightly easier time acquiring a drink than myself," Morrigan smirked, well aware of the pitiful amount of credit she gave Loki in that area compared to what he deserved. She knew that in the time it took her to acquire someone to drink, he could have, by comparison, a "wine cellar", and considering that Morrigan had nearly already made the island her own wine cellar, Loki's ability was very impressive.

"But before we start..." Morrigan snapped her fingers, dissipating Quint's wings into their mammalian components, which quickly flew away. "Trust me darling, I did you a favor there. You wouldn't want me to have control over your own appendages, like last time. Of course... that means no flying for you," Morrigan said, herself taking flight. "Oh well!"