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Fae approached the cutsey little dress shop in a huff. There had been so many broadcasts flying through the air it was a wonder they hadn't knocked any birds senseless yet. Of course Wedsday wouldn't have been paying attention to them, he as too concerned about restoring (how had he put it?) Kia's mental state of harmony. Which she thought was a nice way of saying the girl was almost a cook but not quite. She banged on the door, impatient.

((A cook, love? I think you mean kook there)) "Marydaughterofwhasername..." Wedsday climbed down the stairs, a little worse for wear. He always had the impression that he was close to making a breakthrough with Kiasys, but then all the work would suddenly be lost and he was back to square one...or negative fifteen as the case were. But he felt ki on the other end of the door! He raced down and scooped up his daughter "Hey there Ma'am" he cooed and opened the door to see the formidable Fae.

"Mary, people always try to ******** with their path in life and come out seeing the Wyrd Sisters were right in the end. Sometimes I think those girls have a crystal ball and watch it- gloating over us. Our boy Aes is having some quality family time, so he says he's strickly braodcasting. I wish I had his type of ki to keep that up. We know where Mordrid is?"

"Look, Fae, what are we standing around for? Kia is upstairs, I'll give Kitsy to her and we're on our way to nab the boy." he gave her a mock-dashing wink and started up the stairs "Kia, love, are you there? I need you to take her for a moment."

"Mab, can it fight? Whatever Wedsday, let her come, I'm sure one of the girls that works in your shop will be fine looking after Kitsy." she headed for the door and looked at the two of them. There was something distinctly off about Kiasys, an odd scent "Come on, are we going or not?" it comfused her, but she ignored it.

Kiasys came through the front door to the store with Wedsday. It had been odd following him when she thought about it. For forever it had seemed they had been trying to understand eachother, Wedsday delicately testing her boundaries, trying to make her feel more comfortable. Now she should at least tell him the truth "Wedsday, I have to confess, I felt Mordrid when we went down there."

"He's in love!" she retorted back at him. She picked up one of the pieces of expensive cloth that had dropped to the floor, then made a sound of frustration and threw it at him "He's in love, ok? I'm not sure if she feels the same way about him, but I couldn't stand there and watch you guys march that boy off to his death!" she was only twenty two, but she felt like she had the authority to make such a judgement. She paused and looked upstairs to make sure Kitsy and the other girls were asleep. Walking back to Wedsday, she yelled at him: "And what the hell makes you think you have the right to talk to me like that? ******** b*****d." Kiasys removed her headdress and hit him in the side with it.