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Kai chuckled and nodded once again happy the two spirits would be able to finally stop trying to kill each other, in his body at least. "Don't worry about them, they may be out of my body but I still have direct control over them, they just won't be fighting for a turn." He sighed walking out of the clinic leaving the others behind.

"By the way," He began, "I picked up these two as a result of a dispute between three Factions. The first was A nomadic tribe of human warriors, they don't have any real name besides 'the plain walkers'. Second is the Crystal Kin, Which just so happens to be kith, a bunch of humans that were changed into demons through over exposure of dark magic. Third is the Valkyrie of the floating islands, which koy is part of." He yawned cracking his knuckles.

He paused a moment to gather his thoughts then continued, "As you can tell the angels and demons are less the friendly to each other, and without their prince and princess they'll be at each other's throats again in no time. So guess who the two are that are fused with me ... the prince and princess. Since our minds and souls are fused right now Koy has mixed my memories up with hers and thinks she has been in love with you."

Danni looked over when Ialo entered, managed what passed for a smile. "Ah, good, you're all right. Never would have forgiven you if you'd gone and died on us." She said on a yawn, leaning against the wall again, letting her eyes drift closed. She'd sleep easier now, knowing he wasn't going to keel over and die any time soon.

Danni jolted when her hair snapped with static electricity, and though temper wanted to snap up when he spoke, shame and guilt pushed it back, and she got slowly to her feet, her eyes on his. She was still a few inches shorter than him, so she had to look up just a bit, and her voice was quiet when she finally replied.

"No...No, I can't." It would do no good, she thought, to tell him she'd done everything she could to take the danger away from the students. She'd left Scandinavia, yes, but students had followed, and that was on her. She'd trained her whole life for this one battle, had thought herself ready, as ready as she'd ever be. But she had gone and body tackled Satan. If that wasn't reckless, nothing was, so she had to give him that, as well. And she had scared him, no doubt, and she hadn't meant to, hadn't wanted to. So he was right, completely.

But God, expulsion. Any color that she'd gotten back in her face disappeared again, left it white and cold. Expelled was the same thing as disowned. So she was to be pushed out again...And this time it mattered. Oh, Christ, this time it mattered so much. This was home, this was family, as the island and the Rinaldi's had never really been either. If she had to leave here...Well, it was her own fault.

((Really? Hah.))

Danni was silent for a moment, and her hands fluttered uselessly at her sides for a moment before she slid them into her pockets.

"If I were Headmistress," Her voice sounded so far away, she thought absently, but met Ialo's hard gaze, and when she spoke again, her voice was steady, if not all that strong.

"If I were Headmistress, I would remove the threat, since said threat would only be used mainly as a defense against the danger they themselves brought to the school. After all, there's always someone around to take their place as a defense. Students come and go anyway." Such logic she had, she thought vaguely, while in her head, there was a little nagging voice, screaming in denial, in protest.

This, that traitorous little voice shouted, was her whole life. Without this, without these people, this place, she was nothing. She didn't care about the power, about the status she had in the underworld. She couldn't care less about about the world outside these grounds.

Over a year ago, she'd left the island and stepped foot on the mainland. She had begun her life. Her life was Mystic Fountain. And she'd messed it all up. So she stood now, in front of Ialo, her body braced. Not to deflect whatever he threw at her next, but braced to accept it, and whatever else he wanted to hit her with. Because at the end of the day, she was in the wrong.

((Makes me laugh.))

"Yes, you are." And he as a good Headmaster. So he would make the logical choice. Even as a part of her shriveled up inside of her, twisting in pain, she nodded.

What would she do, she wondered, searching in her head. She was still a part-time reaper when it was called for, of course. But she couldn't see herself spending the rest of her days jumping through portal with Arzol and the others, collecting souls and slashing at demons. She could try her hand at being normal, she supposed. Go to Europe or something, go to school, get a job. Be miserable.

((Honestly, I think she forgot about it too.))

"I won't have you keeping me around out of worry. I've got a job in Hell I can fall back on." She said for lack of anything better, hunching her shoulders a bit as she thought about that particular option. Joining Arzol and the others around a campfire in the middle of nowhere, feasting on demon's blood and red meat, sending souls to the other side. More often than not, that other side ended up being Hell. Eventually, she knew, you stopped hearing their pleading screams in your sleep, your stomach stopped revolted when it was faced with the demon's blood. She'd gotten by on that once, she remembered. There was no reason she couldn't do so again.

She bit back the urge to tell him that, since the Ancients now rules over the underworld once more, the demons weren't treated nearly as badly, and would be more than happy to welcome her back into their ranks. They'd only gone after her because Satan had put a price on her head. But whatever...

"Up?" She echoed Ialo's words, and looked briefly to the ceiling in confusion. The only 'up' she could think of was Heaven. And she wasn't allowed up there. She may have soared through the clouds with Zapporo, may have fought with the angels against the demons, but she was still barred from the most holy of places.

"I don't understand, Ialo." She said, her voice weary.