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"People are like that. Too many people insist on seeing the world in black and white." he said, "Interesting that you use shadows as well." Kyol stretched his arms above his head, "I would assume that one of the elements is shadow, and that is yours?"

After spending a few days exploring, Quils had dropped his calm and logical attitude. He began to enjoy his time at Black Amber and was getting to know the people. Going from nervous smiles and skeptic actions to bluntly blundering around and acting like a curious child in santa's workshop. He smiled cheerfully as he stood at the base of a tree. Looking up at the branches, feeling the urge to scale the oak and enjoy the view. "Ok! Let's take some time to figure this out. No visible stepping stones, no low hanging branches or strong vines to climb. How the heck can I get up there?" he said whining loudly.

((He's serious when around new people but now that I've met quite a few of you, and they were all great encounters I've decided to drop his guard. So prepare to experience the average me! Nya!))

Teresa...that was the name she was trying to go back to now. She made a deal with a friend of hers in this very clan. And her part of the deal....was to go back as her normal true self. Wow...it had been so long..since she let that side of her out.
It had been over hundreds upon hundreds of years since that time. Teresa was nothing like Reaper at all. Teresa wasn't one that battled...she teased, pulled pranks, played....smiled. Teresa was one that had happy thoughts and tried to make everyone else happy as well.
The complete opposit of Reaper. Who was cold, loner, bloodthirsty...a murderer. It was going to take some time before she would be able to completely turn back to her own self. It didn't help much that she was blind. And could never find anyone that she could actually try to play with. All the fighters were too serious all the time making her end of the deal rather difficult.
Plus...she was suppose to be getting lessons soon too. So she may learn how to combine her different magic attacks to have a more damaging effect in battle. She wondered when he was going to start teaching her. Then haven't seen or even spoken to one another since after that battle the two of them had.
Here Teresa stood in the center of another clearing. With that staff once more in her hands. Starting off with another spin turning it all around her self. As her body stepped forward, back, sides ways, in cirlces and in jumping motions. All of which were attacks that could've caused serious damage to another person.
Then she came to a stop in the center and started to slowly spin the staff. As she raised it higher up her body the spinning increased. The glowing increased. As the glowing increased the shadows surrounding her suddenly started to move. THe spinning got so fast that you could barely see the staff at all. By this time it was fully above her head. And the shadows rose up taking the shape of monsters.

Sakura stayed to waer she was currently was, sitting on a rock nearby a stream. She appeared to be staring at her reflection, but, actually she was looking through her reflection. It seemed she was thinking about something deep in her thoughts, she didn't even hear a scream. Her enchanting eyes were focused on one thing: the letter that was in her hands.

Though her hands were shaking with excitment, tears were swelling her eyelids, tears of sorrow.

He hugged the base of the tree tightly, inching his way to the nearest branch. He filled his mind with the visions of a grand forest, thousands of birds in the sky, and a damsel in distress calling his name. His constant travelling never allowed him the oppurtune moment for romance. That and the fact that most of the women he met made him feel like a genius. He hated the fact that he rarely ran into intelligent people. It was an endless cycle of victims from lack of common sense. He was amazed at how crazy and foolish anyone could be. He'd fought hordes of demons all over a freaking hairpin. He did not enjoy anything, of course Id was enthralled by this. He counted on Quils' unfortunate sense of direction to lead him to excitement and blood. It was as if Quils were cursed to an endless life of fighting and solitude. He himself wanted to join in on the passing of emotions, holding halds and kissing. The perverse Id was more interested in ditzy women, who would fawn over simple feats such as slaying a monster. Quils had lost his innocence because of this Id. He had even gained a reputation in some of the schools he attended, although his appearances were always brief and memorable. He grunted heavilly as he took hold of a branch, his weight causing it to shake leaves loose. He heaved himself up unto it, rising to his feet and maintaining his balance. He quickly began to leap from branch to branch, seeming like a monkey with some shouts of joy. As he neared the top he could feel the air begin to become a bit thinner than at the base of the tree where he began. "This is fun...not fighting." He thought as he stood at the canopy.

Teresa's movements with the staff were so graceful. As if she was performing a dance more then serious blows to the human body. Then she came to a stop ending her time of training with her staff. And simple started to move with the staff. Simply spinning it around and doing some flips. Just to have fun.
But, even then she was graceful. A smile on her lips as she moved about with her staff in the clearing within the wilderness. Letting all of her other four senses take over her body and soul. She didn't need sight to do the things she could do. Being blind wasn't that bad really. it added a new challenge to her and a more deeper experience then anything else in the world.

Teresa came to a stop and held the staff diagonally behind her. Turning her body towards the direction she heard Wonderland's voice. A smiling coming to her lips.
"Good afternoon, Wonderland." Teresa responded. "And how are we today?"