Mavis beamed as Kyria grasped her hand. Nobody ever grasped her hand, or touched her for that matter. A special light had switched on inside of Mavis, what she wanted was finally coming true: A friend. A real friend.
Moving as fast as her chubby legs could carry her, a smile on her face and Kyria in tow, Mavis headed along the seventh floor corridor, down several flight of staircases before arriving at the top of the marble staircase in the entrance hall.
'We're almost there, it's just down here!' Mavis exclaimed as she clumsily thundered down the staircase and through a door besides the huge oak doors of The Great Hall, arriving in an underground passage whose walls were plastered with still life paintings of food. They passed an alcove with wooden barrels stacked up high, reaching the final painting of a fruit bowl. Mavis reached up and tickled the pear, causing the portrait to swing open to reveal an opening. Turning her head to Kyria Mavis grinned in excitement before entering.
(OOC: Yeah that's fine. Wasn't sure what else to put in this so I thought that I would just rp taking Kyria to the kitchens. Want me to start the kitchen thread now? Or do you? )