Looking for Vitale to get an outfit(R)

Jessie had enjoyed her time spent with Vitale the week before.  Even if it was an awkward encounter since she had appeared to him in cat form then changed to her naked human form.  They had hit it off, talking about their lives to one another.  Jessie had never opened up to anyone like that before.

She had sent Vitale a letter via Flip, her African Grey Parrot, that read

'I know you talked about me not being naked around the students here.  So maybe you can help me find a pair of underwear or something of the sorts that will shift with me.  That way I would be clothed always.  You really were kind to me.  I thank you for it.  Please meet me at the First floor's front lounge.  I'll be in an outfit that you can possibly help me make it stay on when I shift.  Meet me at noonish.  
Thanks,
Jessie.'

So Jessie sat on one of the sofa's in the lounge waiting.  She wore the outfit that she had found.  She was told that if they worked with it, maybe, just maybe it would shift with her and not fall off when she went into animal form.  Her eyes were a tranquil forest green as she waited.  She sat like a cat, her arms between her legs that were bent up.  If one didn't know that Jessie spent most of her time as a cat it would of looked silly.  

Jessie looked at the clock, seeing it was close to noon, and purred slightly.  It was a trick she could do in human form and she did it to calm herself.  She hoped Vitale would show up.  She really wanted to be his friend, maybe more if he would let her.  He did after all allow her to sleep next to him in cat form that night.  It was nice.  She had never felt such a connection to anyone before.  and So she waited in her outfit, no socks, just the top piece and bottom piece.  Her African Grey Parrot, Flip, Sat beside her on the couch watching the TV.

"Now. We've covered most of the basics to the history of Faust we will be entering the portion where we discuss the Genera and inspiration. I would like to take a moment to remind you all that your assignment remains the same. Read until the summoning ritual where the Demon "Mephistopheles" appears. Be ready to discuss-" Vitalè stopped when he turned from his white-board to the students and there, on his desk sat a bird. In it's talon's lay a letter, one he assumed was for him. Vitalè was no stranger to the occult, nor was he (As a Vampire) surprised or shocked by anything of a magical or supernatural nature. But he had to admit.... this was some freaky Harry Potter Bullcrap right here. Vitalè walked towards the bird, locking eye contact to ensure hypnosis taking effect on the animal, before gently offering his arm. The creature took to his arm and held him up the letter.

"Grazi." Vitalè said happily as he dismissed the bird by gently stroking the side of the birds face before releasing the hypnosis. He hummed as he looked to the note. It was from Miss Swift. She certainly seems to be a fan of his it would seem. Vitalè rolled his eyes slightly as he thought about it for a moment. Though he was in fact rather glad that she had the intentions to seek help regarding clothing. He smirked at what she was writing. Instead of getting a nice outfit to enchant, she picked underware to enchant. Vitalè sighed, and the bell rang alarming him from his readings. HE glanced around, slightly shocked.

"Oh erhm....yes read the chapters, come ready to discuss....ehm. Okay, leave...run, go...flee before me. Run like I am a werewolf...and no body tell the other class I said that." Vitalè laughed as he chased the kids from the second class out of the room. He was sure to add in that last portion to make sure that Mister Hale wouldn't be paying him a visit. He looked around, trying to think of the quickest way to actually get to Miss Swift. Having plotted his own course, Vitalè began his trek for the meeting place... the place where he met Miss Walker. He quickly pulled out his cellular phone and made a quick call. "Hello....Yes, this is Professor Vitalè Muraro. I'm calling to enlist your help. I've recently come to meeting your sister and she made high praises about you... I'm wondering if you perhaps have the ability to help me with a certain..."occult" matter. I am willing to compensate you and look forward to hearing your response. Thank you and have a fabulous day." He said into the phone, thick accent fading before he turned the device off. He saw Jessie sitting there, posed like a cat in a new little outfit.

[color=#ff0033]"Signorina... that is a very....nice outfit.... how have you been today? Well I trust?" as he placed his satchel down on a nearby chair and brought out a few books. He began removing the materials he believe would be needed, trying to not forget what he was trying to do. He took out an old looking tome, opening it and looking about it. [color=#ff0033]"Transformation with the animal...or assimilation into the animal until returning to human when the clothing shall reappear." Vitalè said as he read through some of the enchantments, his glasses on as he read the ancient Latin text.

"Which were you looking to go for?" Vitalè asked, finally looking up to the woman with an inquisitive smile.

Jessie could smell Vitale way before he walked into the room and sat beside her.  As he asked her the one simple question, she put her legs down and looked him in the eyes.  The first thing Jessie did was smile.  She had not seen him since that night.  She reached over and gave him a quick hug before she moved back a bit.

"You told me about...changing...with the cloths...on....and them not...falling...yes?"  She spoke softly and looked to the parrot who decided to clarify what she was trying to say.

Almost exactly like Jessie's voice the parrot, Flip, began to speak.  "She said the one you were talking about.  Where when she changes into an animal they stay with her, changing with her.  And when she shifts out, they stay on."  The bird giggled like a human and fluffed up.  Jessie scratched his head and he gave her a kiss.

"What Flip...said.."  Jessie said, and looked down.  Her eyes shifted to a tranquil blue then brown.  She kept her smile on her face and looked down at her clothing.  She really hated wearing anything more than what she had on, so this was comfortable for her.  She actually was hoping Vitale liked what she was wearing.  She had grown attached to him as a friend, and perhaps more if he was willing.  She had never had a crush on anyone before so it was all new to her.

"So can you...help with it?"

"Alright. Thank you, Flip." Vitalè said as he quickly thumbed through the pages. He wasn't entirely sure which of these enchantments would work. He actually wasn't even positive that the right enchantment was in this book, or if he'd have the proper equipment. He hummed as he thumbed through the book, finding many clothing enchantments, but none of them particularly of use for shape shifting. After a few moments Vitalè sighed and slapped his hand onto his face.

"Caza che. I cannot find anything Signorina... there is nothing that I can find on a shape-shifting enchantment." Vitalè cursed as he threw the book to the ground, running his hands over his face in frustration. He would need to enlist the help of a distant "In-Law" of his. Something he did not wish to do...especially with the recent loss the poor boy had undergone. He groaned as he took out his cellular phone, looking to Jessie. "Do you know of anyone else Signorina? I cannot do this, it is beyond me. I can call in a....a favor but that is a last resort. Mainly because this means that you will need to deal with a student." Vitalè said, explaining the circumstance. He looked to Flip and then to Jessie, smiling apologetically, genuinely feeling terrible about his inability to do anything for her.

Jessie watched him read through the books.  She was curious on what he was looking for, but didn't interrupt him or anything so he had full concentration.  When Vitale spoke in Italian, she paused, and then jumped back a bit when he threw the book.  She didn't expect him to get so frustrated on this.

"Don't know...anyone...."  She spoke softly, and looked at him with a gentle smile.  She put her hand on his shoulder in consult, and let out a soft purr.  She didn't really know what to say when he explained the next step.  Jessie frowned, looked to Flip who fluffed up his feathers and watched the two mutants.

"If you...can't do anything...it's fine... I don't like...cloths anyway."  Jessie said with a big smile on her face.  She tried to make him smile and not be so frustrated.  She moved herself closer to him and looked at the cell phone.  Her eyes shifted a few colors as she placed her other hand onto his.  She looked at the phone as if it was a foreign object.  She knew almost no one, the only person to really know a lot about her was the man next to her.

"It is fine if...you..can't."  She kept the smile on her face as Flip began to laugh like Jessie and took off into the air and landed on the table in front of them.  He had some intelligence beyond his eyes, most likely because he and Jessie were in separable and she could talk to him, tell him about things he didn't know.  It was a very strong bond.

"No, I know someone who can. Just...Promise me one thing." Vitalè said. If he was forced to do this he needed to make sure this wasn't going to come back to bite him, because that would suck. He would know, he's a vampire. He pulled out his cellular device and pressed the few buttons. "Don't make fun of him. This boy is quite...strange." He held the phone to his ear. He didn't care if she promised or not she WAS wearing clothes one way or another. The phone picked up on the other line. He cleared his throat and began to speak in a friendly and familiar tone.

"Hello, yes it's me. Do you have time to meet me, I need some magical expertise that I myself am not familiar with..." Vitalè paused for a moment, allowing the person on the other line to speak a moment. He laughed to whatever the other participant may have said. "Well I can't know EVERYTHING about the occult. It wouldn't be fair if I were this smart, this nice, this good looking AND a master of the occult...that'd just be cheating." He said with a little sigh, obviously teasing the person he had phoned. His face turned solemn for a moment, he wiped his eyes as despair took him over. "I...am so sorry. I-I truly. She was a wonderful woman and I'm sure your - yes.... If you do not feel as though you must.... okay then. We are in the first floor sitting area....living room thingy...yes. Thank you...I will see you soon/" Vitalè said as he closed his phone, looking to Jessie with a slight smile, sadness brewing beneath the skin.

"Well...he'll be here soon." He said.

Jessie raised a brow when he told her not to make fun of the boy.  She was not one to mock.  She almost laughed at the thought.  Her eyes looked at Vitale like he was joking.

"I don't make fun of anyone."  She spoke in one fluid sentence without any breaks.  She looked to her parrot who seemed to be falling asleep.  Frowning slightly she looked at the phone Vitale had like it was a foreign object and was intrigued by the noise coming from the other end.  She couldn't make out the words but it fascinated her none the less.

When he finished his conversation with the device she nodded, sensing his sadness.  
"Thank you.... but why...sad?"  She asked simply, turning her head slightly.  She could see he tried to be happy about the other person coming but she could sense his sadness.  She was confused by it.  She simply put her hand his his and smiled slightly.

The cell phone was going off again. Niall sighed at the sound. He hated the damn thing ever since the night he waited for his sister to call him back. His eyes threatened to water up on him, so he quickly forced himself to choke them back as he snatched the phone. His eyebrow arched and he saw who it was who was calling. The contact itself read: Cousin Vit telling Niall that it was none other than his cousins' husband or whatever he was. She, like Ariana has long since passed. Niall was reluctant to pick up the phone. Had Vitalè caught wind of Ari's death? Was he going to give him "A talk" about death. God he really freaking hoped not. Vitalè was a good guy, and Niall loved him, but he didn't have the ability to talk to anyone else about what happened...he's just cried so much...he couldn't stand to cry anymore.

"Oi Boi. This Vit?" Niall asked. He was met with Vitalè confirming and following with a request to meet. Or rather asking if Niall had time to meet. What really surprised him was Vitalè confessing that he needed assistance regarding a matter in the occult. Niall smirked, remembering that his "cousin"(in law) was actually rather adept with the occult, something abut being really old. "Well if I recall you're a rather old bloke ain't ye? You needin' a lad like me seems a little degrading for the "Great Professor Muraro" after all" Niall said, obviously teasing the professor about his strange request for help. Of course the beautiful Italian bastard had a quip for it in response but that's nothing new. He listened about how things wouldn't be fair if he were that goofed at everything.

"I uhm Yeah, I'll meet ye in like ten minutes...I honestly expected you to be calling me about Ari dying..." Niall said with a little chuckle, then a scoff as he brought his fingers up to punch the corner of his eyes, as well as his nose to try and keep himself from breaking down. He didn't want to sat it, but he remembered how well Ari and Vit got along...it wouldn't be fair to Vit if he didn't say anything. Vitalè went on to actually apologize and state about what a wonderful woman she was. Vitalè said "...I'm sure-" But before he could Finish Niall cut him off.

"Vitalè. Where should we meet?" He asked as he cut the professor off. He did not wish to deal with the talks of "a better place" or any such nonsense at the moment. Vitalè explained that they were in the first floor "Living room thingy" in which Niall had to double check, repeating what Vitalè had said. Niall was thanked, and he smile as he was told that he would be seen soon. Niall nodded as he closed the phone and he began to laugh a little, turning into little manic laughter where tears came. Damn that Italian bastard... He'd get up and make his way towards the damn living room thingy in a moment after he composed himself.

"That is good. Please never lose that quality." He sighed as he ran his hands through his hair, referring back to their previous conversation about making fun of people and being judgmental. He stashed his phone away, being sure that it would not leave his person without his knowing.

She would inquire about why he had become sad. How does one explain that their wife's cousin died without causing a small fiasco. He actually didn't know what to do about explaining this situation, but in all honestly he was rather...grief-stricken. He and Ariana went way back, back to changing her diapers. He could only sigh and tell the truth, The truth was the truth, and nothing could change that. He cleared his throat, wiped a stray tear from his eye and stood up, walking over to the window, looking out at the world around. "My wife....her cousin died. We were close enough that I can remember changing her diapers. My wife and her were very close until she died. After that I sort of....faded away. I called in her brother, who is newly enrolled. He is quite good with the occult and Magic...he can help us." He explained, slightly drained by all of this.

Jessie nodded when he explained why he was sad.  When he finished and was at the window she wasn't sure exactly what to do.  She wasn't one for knowing what to do in these situations.  Slowly, she stood up, walking on her toes like a cat and stood next to him with a sweet gentle face.

"I am sorry about....her death."  She said softly, her eyes turning blue.  She frowned seeing how difficult it was for him to tell her all of this and for calling in the womans brother to help.  She did what she thought was the only thing she could do, place her head onto his shoulder as her effort to comfort him.

Niall ended up walking from his room, a knapsack of goodies attached to a bo-staff as he whistled a little Irish tune walking the halls. People said hello, and made comments that were all positive, which made Niall happy in his own little way. True, his sister was gone but when you were Niall you were REALLY hard to hate. Adding sympathy to the mix and, well...you get the drift. He walked into the commons area, to see Vitalè looking out the window with a strange lady in underwear. He cleared his throat dramatically loud, causing Vitalè to turn his head and smile.

"Well Damnit man! First ya snagged my 'cuz and now you got this pretty little lady. Ya gotta tell me the secret sometime." Niall said, his native accent very clear to where he was from. He looked to Jessie and extended a hand with as nice a smile as he could put on. "Hi. I'm Niall." He said with a smile, before Vitalè opened his arms and wrapped up Niall.

"I haven't seen you since Sarah's funeral. How have you been?" He quzzed the young blonde, who just laughed and hugged Vitalè back.

"Yeah...we gotta stop meeting only when your wife or my sister dies." Niall made the off handed comment, his eyes watering a little built. He clapped his hands together and sighed, forcing his eyes closed as if he were deep in thought. "We can catch up later, I hear you need someone to occult something up for you? What is it?" Niall turned to Jessie, smiling still trying to be kind as he inquired about the woman's need for enchantment.

Jessie turned when Niall entered.  She tilted her heard curiously as the two exchanged chatter before the younger man extended a hand to her.  She offered a soft smile and took it.  Her eyes shifted to a tranquil blue.  She looked to Vitale quickly and then back to the younger one.
"Jessie."  She said softly, not sure what to do.  She wasn't much with social interactions unless she at first had greeted them as a feline.

She felt a bit sad that the two had so much loss in their lives, and watched the two hug tightly.  She sat back down and watched them both together.  She figured that Vitale could do the talking and she would just go with the flow.  Her nails extended a bit as she tried to relax, and let out a soft purr to calm the room.

(sorry this was a bit suckish)