Dream On (Ophelia and Sergius)

Sergius sat at one of the study tables in the library yet again, a cold expression on his face. It was a good place to hide from all of the people. Especially his brother. Sometimes it was hard to understand what Lucifer wanted from him, but the pressure of the family was always there.

Ophelia flounced through the library, completley ignoring the usual sober mood the room should have.

As if. She needed fun, she needed.

She froze as she spyed a little firsty scowling into space. A slow smirk growing on her face.

Well now, she thought, as she began to head over to the table, What do we have here?

"What's up Firstie? Get out of the wrong side of the bed this morning?"

Sergius loooked up, his scowl deepening as a girl approached him. And a cheerful girl at that.

"What do you want from me?" he asked her with narrowed eyes, his voice cold.

Ophelia's smirk deepened as his expression darkened even more at her.

Oh this was going to be fun.

"Why, I just want to have a nice little chat," she said with a grin, "You looked so lonely and well quite frankly dull sitting here studying. I thought I'd take some pitty on your poor firstie self and spice up your day."

Sergius rolled his eyes at the older girl. She was just like the others, only there to annoy him. "Some of us have to study. Go back to the idiots like yourself and stop bothering people who are actually doing something usefull," he growled at her.

"Oh I would, I would," Phillie said slowly her eyes sparking a bit, but more less ignoring the insult, "But they all seem to be MIA at the moment, so I think I'll stay here."

She leaned back and smiled, "Besides I am doing something useful Firstie. I am going to help you study - you can thank me later. So, what are we looking up today Firstie?"