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Sodain looked up sighing. "Sun-star alter. She needs helps I must go." he said hobbling out of the room with help. The pendant on Sodain's neck shimmering slightly.
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Rastu laughed raising a brow. "You have her same condition as will your daughter and there is but only one living cure. I am the only one able to give that cure you want to know where Fala is and want me to help your mother then you must pay the price for it Tara and let me finish what I started with you." He said pointing at his feet a cushion with Tara's name on it sat next to him. looking coldly at Tara he watched her staring showing he was not budging and that he was dead serious.

Rastu smirked and quickly bit her feeding draining her and added his own blood as he did to Fala once he was done he got up looking to the two dragging Tara's still conscious body about. "Put her next to her darling daughter who should be starting to go through the change in her coffin." He said smirking knowing Tara would be too weak to fight him. He kneeled biting his wrist and dripped his blood into her mothers mouth who tried fighting it until it touched her face.

Once she felt the blood touch her and smelled it she latched on biting down drinking as if starved. "Yes Faloria drink your medicine like a good little girl." Rastu said speaking softly smirking.
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Once Sodain was outside he deployed wings and took off flying to a place normal people could not enter. A hunk of metal in the shape of a star floating in the sky that if light hit is a certain way even at night the sky would shine as if it was day. Thus the place was called sun-star and it was a place those like Phen lived it was like a high orbit satellite colony just on the inside of the atmosphere of the planet.

Once landing on the entry door area he punched in a code that Sodain could never know the air was thin so he had to hurry. Soon the door opened and Sodain leapt inside closing the door by pressing a button. As soon as the door closed the room pressurized with breathable air the inner door opening and Sodain crawled along the corridor weak. "Renaka! Odaria golabnica!" Sodain yelled out his voice echoing through the passage way a ancient language but then he collapsed to the floor.

Sodain was limp yet his necklace coloring spoke volumes of what happened. The changed from silver and gold with emerald eyes of the phoenix pendant to blood red eyes and a red near black metal showed darkness tried consuming Phen and Sodain but was purged from them both and Sodain had blood dripping from one corner of his mouth as he was dragged to a very advanced treatment area. Sodain's eyes opened looking blood filled red whits and goldish iris's as a face mask was put on him to help him breath and rest "Do it. Alpha resequencing. Code name project Abel Integra." Sodain said starting to drift in and out of consciousness as he gripped the sleeve of one of the people.
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Rastu smirked once Tara's mother had enough it looked like she passed out and he walked over rising the first coffin with Fala in it up to the floors surface again. A flicker he noticed from Tara's hand showing her powers tried returning. "Just because you might need blood does not mean your a monster Tara." He said as he closed the coffin lid for her to rest.

Tara's mother rested but in the early morning looked vibrant and full of life having gotten her Violin back she was walking around hugging it closely Seeing what looked like a concert hall in the base Tara's mother walked in cautiously in a concert dress like she used to wear. Looking around not seeing anyone around walking hearing the echo of her shoes in the area noting great accoustics she got on stage. Looking around still not noticing anyone she adjusted her violin testing the strings and her bow as she tuned her instrument.

She getting the violin adjusted did not notice if anyone entered not sure if there might be trouble of there was some band or other musicians in the base that might be territorial She tested using the acoustic echo to make sure her violin was fully tuned.
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Sodain would lay there as machines worked to rebuild his body he was totally sedated so did not feel anything sleeping as the machines worked watched by the three working on him. it would take a few days to finish what was being done to him.

Tara's mother looked to her shoulder then to the cello player seeing her and blinked. "Well no one was here and I did not see a time chart So I thought I could tune my repaired violin since it had great acoustic echo to ensure proper tuning." Faloria said finding the cellist was acting rather rude. Giving a cold stare to the cellist as if daring her to do something. Knowing one had to stand ground on things like this at time. not realizing how the cellist could behave. But then as if ignoring the Cellist which most likely would infuriate the cello player to look at the one with the cleaning equipment and smiling softly.

"Yes did you want to say something miss?" Faloria said softly watching her ignoring the cellist feeling it was only polite to dress the one that tried speaking. Just as a few others a male fiddlest was walking into the room with a few others who put his arm out to keep the others silent and still from interrupting it.

Faloria seeing how the cellist treated the cleaning staff ad turned looking to her. "Excuse me? You are wrong on more then one account. You a musician are on equal standing as the cleaning staff. Your duty is to entertain and help people relax. The cleaning staff provide a clean and healthy environment in which the people can relax.

So you as a musician and her as the cleaning staff do the same function in helping people relax from a hard days work of protecting those that are innocent against those who wish to corrupt and terrorize to grow more powerful. You are not any higher then she is. Sure you could terrorize the cleaning staff like you obviously enjoy. Just as Darkus likes to terrorize the public into obeying.

But once the cleaning staff gets fed up with it they will stop cleaning the places you play at and when that happens NO one will come to watch and hear you play for them. If anyone is above another in the duty to aid others who risk their lives to keep you and those like you, and her as well as those like her safe. If anyone has more an important role it is NOT you but those who clean up places YOU perform to aid those in relaxing. Further more you do not get to tell me WHEN I can do anything missy." She said staring at the Cellist.

"If you have a problem with me using this stage when no one else was here to tune my violin, Which was not cutting in on anyones time because no one else was here when I was tuning it. The only reason my presence is cutting in on your time right now is because of you being a spoiled prat that has no manners or kindness and I think you need to go back to your lordship, I am sure he would not mind losing a spy like you for letting your arrogant ego reveal your true nature. Oh but wait he would mind and then subject you to severe torture for failing in keeping your cover. Since he has no fear of killing his own parents, why would he care if he killed his number one in anything. As far as he is concerned everyone is a tool to grow his power and hold over this world." Faloria said insinuating the cellist was a spy.

"I mean for the way your reacting is if your nobility which the only nobility types around here are those close to Darkus if he didn't see his siblings as competition and have them eliminated. Just saying is all. But no you have a problem with me using time before your practice sessions before your performance time when this place was empty thus was free to use to anyone at that time. Then feel free to go rat me out for using the free unspoken for time I did before your practice time to my little brother Drake." She said sternly using claim of Drake the leader of the rebels being her brother though he was not or as far as she knew he wasn't related to her. Just said it to try defusing a further conflict but then the cord that was struck in Faloria for the cello players arrogant attitude made her add in.

"Besides just from the look of how poor your cello is your a sub pare player just 3 years into practice where as I am a seasoned master of the art of performing little prat." She said holding herself with dignity knowing that might be seen as a performers challenge.

Faloria smirked and listened counting her adjusted hearin picking the slightest mistake up and waited for the cellist to get done rubbing a finger in her a little. "Not bad but still you're just a novice I counted 13 tempo ad 16 note errors. But listen to this." Faloria said picking up her violin and started playing the devils trill speeding up faster and faster the jeweled piece singing each note harmoniously but her fast playing did a perfect melody even though she played the devils trill perfect she played it 3 times faster than the fastest normal violin speed actually not hitting any wrong notes.

Faloria opened her eyes and looked at the girl cellist smirking. "Oh? well I assure you I am human." she said as she then played the classic children of the night perfectly as the original artist performed lt. "I mean sure Rastu bit me and 'cured' a certain odd illness from me but I refuse to change from a human because of it. So no I am still human in regards to most everything. I am just not a normal human." She said giggling and then played her Violin playing children of the night musical on her way out she sang softly the words to it smiling and then hugging the girl that was cleaning up the place. "Your doing a find job but next time she treats you like that don't clean up after her performances and the next time she plays in a messy concert hall the audience won't show." Faloria giggled a bit more.

The fiddle player waited for Faloria to be on her way before approaching the Cellist. "She is quite skilled no? Perhaps we found our Violin replacement to replace Sarah who we lost a few years ago because of Darkus." He said knowing how much it would have bothered the cellist to think Faloria would be invited to join. And it might bother the cello player more knowing they was watching.