Analysing...Visual Auger Array Confirms Report.
The sky over the Oriripol slowly turned into a crimson-orange canvas as the sun crept from under the horizon and the surface of Demiurge Bay the reflection of the moon was slowly painted over by white waves as a merchant fleet docked in the port. The morning was almost too beautiful to think any evil existed on the surface of Niuran yet in the most dignified lodging of the Academy a pair of monsters slept in each other's embrace.
As their nature commands, even this peaceful and serene period was to be disturbed. The undead's body rose by itself craving the sweet ichor of the pale elf next to her. The elf's ability rose her from slumber in time to defend herself against a bloodthirsty undead. With a single move, the hoplite grabbed the nape of her attacker causing the undead to freeze like a kitten. This defense appeared to come second nature to Iris who had to repel many such attacks throughout the night. Yet, each time she was victorious she gently released Kia alongside a session of indulgent pampering which turned the fearsome ancient into a tamed pet.
Subject: Creator is Attacking Subject: "Favourite" Adequate response?
A faceless construct awaiting its ice-cold creator to finish its invention, eyelessly watched the bed while guarding over its younger co-creation.
Subject: "Favourite" Attacked Subject: Creator... Subject: Creator Appears Content. Recommended Action Proposed; Observation until Subject: Creator shows signs of damage.
If not for their nature as constructs, any other creations would have their minds torn to shreds as their maker played with their instincts in an endless cycle of polarised feelings. She attacked the risen causing her minions to want to aid their Master but in response to her strike failing to connect and being captured by the risen an alien feeling radiated from her pacifying the angry flame inside their clay torsos.
"Did you sleep well?" Iris caressed the necromancer's back as she began to wake up, no small part because of the ringing of a bell still ethereally sending shockwaves through the air.
"Ibis?" Kia's muffled voice called out to Iris.
"What would you like me to do?"
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"Hmmm..." The head-shorter girl rested her head on the elf's chest looking completely drained.
"Sucking up the yolk?" Iris licked her thumb before wiping away a small streak of dried-up blood on the side of Kia's lips.
"Hmmmm." The mage nodded looking as if she was hungover, wincing slightly as a ray of light landed on her fair face.
"Did the parasite suck a little too much blood?" Iris asked, remembering that the bloodsucker had drank about 10% of her total HP.
"No." The girl shifted her eyes away from Iris's piercing gaze while shuffling closer toward the warm-blooded undead.
"Then I see no point in staying for longer, good luck in your studies." The elf pecked the disoriented ancient on the forehead before grabbing her clothes.
Iris pulled out her grey adventuring pants through her long legs. As she put on her linen shirt, Iris felt a pair of hands wrap around her body pulling her back toward the bed.
"Maybe I did drink a little too much." Whispering quietly, the hung-over undead rested her head against Iris's bare back. Enjoying the warm feeling entering her aching head.
"Did you want to forget something again?" The necromancer's one and only blood bag asked remembering the words the girl said when she first took her blood.
"Stop it." The girl barely managed to whine out her complaint.
"Stop what exactly?"
"Stop knowing more about me than I do." Kia said.
"Can't help it, Dear." The elf tried to turn around to look at Kia but couldn't either because the girl didn't want to be seen now or became glued to her back.
"You know how I said that the Effect is absent in these lands?" Kia asked in a way which made it sound like recalling yesterday's dinner.
"I do, did something change?"
"Since yesterday it gnaws at my mind once again," Kia's small hands compared to Iris locked around her body, anticipating the risen's reaction. "The Effect's annoying influence is manageable though, it doesn't compare to the pressure I felt in the other places. I drank your blood because I wanted to forget about it for a day and... and..." The pale mage began to repeat herself, her voice barely managing to escape her mind as she struggled to unpackage her thoughts.
"And go back to a moment when you didn't have to fight it?"
"...Yes." The risen-felt the girl nib her back with her sharp but small fangs for once again knowing more about her than she did before Kia pressed more of her cold flesh against the tall undead.
"Did my blood help?" Her sudden question caused the pale bloodsucker to stiffen.
"I don't know. I need more samples to come to a conclusion." Iris couldn't help but smile at such Kia like answer, hiding obvious truths under a layer of law speech.
"Given that I can feel your head pulsing, I say that for the foreseeable future, I can't give you any samples," The elf felt the hangover ancient reluctantly nod her head. "Try to think of something else when those thoughts start getting to you. Ask me any question you have when that happens, will you do that for me?" She suggested knowing how much Kia liked learning about new things.
"..." They stayed still as a statue causing the elf to begin to worry over what she said. "Why is the word separate written without any gaps but together, the characters are not all together. But when you put all together together into altogether not all characters fit in, why is that?"
"Ehh... It's to do with grammar I would assume." The elf replied already doubting if she could satisfy Kia's more intellectual desires.
The girl let out a hum as she rested her head against the elf while periodically asking Iris questions which would have sent the nearby humans into a delirious state. Eventually, the sun began to shine directly through the window, illuminating both of the undead in its yellow light before someone knocked on the door.