A flicker of recognition flashed across Aurora's face. "Aurora! I haven't seen you since you tried to kill me! Remember? I just showed up in your bed, in your room. I was mostly naked! When was that? I think it was 1990. Or maybe it was 1995. But remember?! We used to show up all the time." She watched the male warlock stand. "It's Erik! Or Hex. I can't remember what you called me."
Aurora nodded slightly, a smirk coming to her lips. "I hardly recognized you with clothes on Erik." She then watched as his sister- What was her name again? Mary.. Morgan.. Morgan! -Took a step towards them.
Down by her sides, her hands closed into fists. The twins were nothing but trouble. They were somewhat like Fox, though more destructive as they bounced back and forth between both sides, playing them. The one thing Aurora and Emmanuel had in common was that they'd stopped trusting the Mystara twins a long time ago. "Hello Aurora. Is this your new second in command?" Aurora reflexively placed a hand on Julien's shoulder, squeezing ever so slightly. "Erik, isn't this the baby we almost stole?" Aurora hissed under her breath. If there was one thing the twins knew how to do it was push her buttons, though on the outside, she appeared not to give a care, on the inside her short temper was about to explode. "It is! You were so cute! Nothing's changed really. You just have more muscle now. A lot more. We would have given you back after a week. I swear. What's your name again? Jacob? No, that's not it. Oh Julien! That's it."
"Yes." Aurora said simply. "His name's Julien and he's my new second in command." She glanced between the twins. "And I think you've caused enough damage. I'll give you ten seconds to give me a really good reason why I should let you stand another minute on my property before I kick your asses."
Her blue eyes were ice cold as she glared down at the two. It was a look she reserved mainly for werewolves and other troublemakers. A look that could make even the strongest of men run away sobbing.