Iris ran up the stairs with Aaron, Satine and Ruby (?). Breathing heavily as she got to the top of the stairs, "Ok, so where now?" she asked, looking around.

"Um..." Aaron said looking up. A lot of the staircases were moving. "I think if we go up this one-" he said pointing to a staircase that just moved as he said it. Then to their left, another up staircase came up. "Quick let's go up this one." He quickly went up the stairs...

Iris looked over to the stair case Aaron was pointing to, hoping it would lead them in the right way. " Aaron, how sure are you that this is the right stair case?" she asked as she took the stairs two at a time.

Well, Aaron didn't really look where it went. "Well, it's going up, right?" he said. That's where they needed to go. And he figured another staircase would come and take them up more.

Satine was completely out of breath with all this running up the stairs..."Aaron, I think you're fixing to lose your navigation privileges." she said with a smile picking on him...looking over the edge of the stairs with a half way worried look.

He put on a big smile. "Okay, Satine. You lead us. I beg of you." He was then unsuprised that the way he suggested moved right as he ws about to get on it. He then turned back to Satine with a smirkish, frownish, 'okay, you're right'ish look. "Please?"

Satine paused and looked around a little shocked that he had turned over the reins...all this movement was making her a little bit anxious..."Ummm....let's do this three strikes and you're out...so after one of us makes three wrong moves..then we're out and we have to pass the torch of being the navigator on." she was so excited to lead for a few moments... looking to the left "I say we ride this one to that platform up there and then get off and turn to the staircase on the right." sure that sounded like a plan...it might not be a good plan...but atleast it was a plan right...she held on as the staircase they were on swung quickly back to the left.

Iris listened to Satine and Aaron bicker about the directions like an old married couple, But decided to keep quiet about it. She then listened to Satine's idea... it confused her. Lots. "Um, Satine, I don't get what you mean at all." she said, laughing.

Aaron was looking at Satine funny, too. Uhhhh... What? "Okay, one. I have no idea what you just said. And two, we were just on platform three, why would we go back down?" Aaron was confused. Wasn't their goal to go up?

Copernicus gave her a long look, letting silence take over once again. Didn't she feel it too?

"Magic. I think it must be magic. I didn't mean to imply that you weren't... your own. I just meant that you aren't someone's girlfriend anymore. Not my brother's." And maybe someday she'd be his, as well as her own?

"I do like magic." Celandine smiled a little and headbutted Copernicus in the shoulder again, her arm still slung around his waist.

"I... are... is it allowed?" Celandine meant the idea of being with Copernicus after Plymouth. "I... Plymouth would have to..." be okay with it. "...right?"

"Me too." Celandine agreed, nibbling on her lip thoughtfully. She looked at Copernicus out of the corner of her eye. Still...

"Goodhello?" Cela ventured quietly.

He smiled and turned on her. Merlin, she was kind of itty bitty, and he felt like he sort of hovered over her. "Definitely."

Cope's hand twitched in mid-air, as he was unsure whether to put it on her waist or shoulder or... neck? Ergh. He settled for pushing her hair back over her ear. "Definitely goodhello, Celandine Toussaint."

"Well then." Celandine smiled softly and looked around the corridor again. Once she was satisfied that nobody was paying any attention to them, she rose up on her tiptoes and planted a gentle and very chaste kiss on Cope's cheek.

"Goodhello." She repeated. Was it a promise? Cela wasn't sure but it was something and about all that she could manage until Plymouth was happy again.

"I know... that I can't ask you to stick it out..." Cope looked pained, but he wanted to just... say this. He had to say it. "I can't ask you to wait around until it's right again. But I will. Wait, I mean."

Cela looked surprised. "Why wouldn't I wait? Who..." She shook her head and stopped walking, looking up at Copernicus curiously. "I...how much waiting? What kind of waiting?"

"No... I..." Celandine let out a little breath and touched her finger to his cheek, "I can wait I just... no kissing while we wait?" She gnawed on her lip.

"There are?" Celandine blinked, "I find a lot of people interesting, that's why I have so many friends." Unless... "Are there other girls that you find... interesting?"

"We didn't wait before, did we? I don't know." He crossed his arms and turned his face so that the lip didn't sway his decision. UGH LIP. The right thing to do would be to wait until Plymouth was okay with things. He wanted to be able to honestly tell Plymouth that he hadn't immediately moved in on his girlfriend.

"Kisses are promises, Cela. If I kiss you and it's just because I can't help myself, what sort of person does that make me?"

"So I guess you have to do that honourable thing again because if I thought I could stop myself then I wouldn't have taken that potion." Cela pointed out.

There wasn't much point arguing, it was definitely a 'whatever you say, Cope' moment. so she just gave him a little smile and took a few steps backwards. "Library?"

Copernicus sighed. When it came down to him choosing between honor and Cela, she would win. Ah-ha. Exactly what she'd been trying to tell him before, the last time they'd chatted.

He stepped back into her space. "You hate that honorable thing."

"I don't. It has its place but... I like kissing you too much to worry about honour all the time." Cela admitted, stopping in her tracks. "There are.... different kinds of right? Being honourable is one kind and kissing you is a completely different kind and so is just spending time with you anyway."

Cela had always been the type that would eat the entire box of chocolates in one go and she'd never ever had to go without before. Except if you counted company and friendship when she was younger.

"Maybe if we didn't do it too much and never around Plymouth?" Copernicus was... well... wrapped well and truly around that little Toussaint finger. It was very ill-advised.

Teehee.


"That sounds agreeable." Celandine answered with an angelic little smile. She extended her hand to shake on it as if they had been bargaining from the very beginning.