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"I know manners, Miss. Kaiori, but not kindness." Aion said honestly and quietly, "People who do not change are rather boring though. I was made for certain reasons, but even machinery malfuctions. I must know though, will you or will you not treat me as my world did?"

Aion sighed and scratched the back of his head. He smiled genuinely at her and cautious reached over to pat her head like a big brother to a little sister although he didn't mean to be rude. His red eyes soften, gazing at her with kindness. He sighed again.

"I wish we met earlier," He said with a touch of sadness in his voice as he began to walk away from her, "Then I would have no regrets."

With that, Aion began walking back towards his room.

((Don't you need to go somewhere at 6 AM? Or was that someone else?))

((Tsk... tsk... you better hurry up and finish at the BC.))

Aion retired to his room, closing the door gently. He flopped down on the bed and began giggling madly. He grinned maliciously as his eyes stared up at the ceiling psychotically. The conversation was rather interesting. Aion didn't know he had the ability to be so polite let alone contain himself that much. So he no longer needed to validate his exsistance to the American government and he was no longer a billionaire that did nothing. He had to rebuild from scratch. How tedious.

Later that evening, Aion would sneak out of the Core unnoticingly wondering if Kaiori ever had lice in her hair.

EDIT:

"Hmph. I see I can't keep track of those filth here." Aion said frustrated as he stared at his halo screen. The idea that he had loss all that he possessed was rather retarded. He never expected to have some other dimension intervene with the recognition of his exsistance. How could anyone have calculated that? He frowned deeply as he tried to access his bank account on his halo screen, a window appearing saying 'error'. His money was gone as well. He raised his gloved hand that controlled the appearance of the halo screen and paused.

Aion sat at a cafe in town, looking on in the far distance the Core. He turned back at his halo screen, a mechanism that showed a halographic screen and keyboard that appeared and disappeared by the wave of his gloved hand. The idea behind this contraption was nanotechnology. The glove dispersed and collected nanomites whose only purpose was to create a portable computer.

Last night was rather interesting. He didn't think it would have taken that long to plant one of his biomechanical lice on Kaiori, but in the end he was able too with a pat on the head. Now he was able to track and listen in on any of Kaiori's conversation. Unless Kaiori shaved her head, the lice would be staying with her using Aion's camoflague technology to hide itself among her hair, digging right into the trunk of the hair near the roots and attaching itself to it.

Seems our princess hasn't awaken yet. Aion thought and turned to look at his table, his leg stretched out just so he wouldn't hit the table with his knee. I should have stopped at 6 feet...

*Kaiori sets the nanotech lice on her vanity table with a sigh. A scholar picks it up and with a bow quickly leaves. Her scholars had picked up some unusual signals this morning from their monitors, and had found them coming from her head. Upset and disturbed she had asked for them to remove it. By pull of a magnetic wave they had ripped the nasty bugger right out. She was glad the palace was so wary of such things or else who knows what that thing could have done to her. Her scholars have gone to search out any clues to who had done this to her. Still in an awful mood she walks into her throne room. If she ever finds out who planted her with that thing she'll personally kill them. Walking up the stairs she flops into her throne with a sigh.* What a repulsive way to wake up.

*Kaiori paces her hall. Again she had been threatened by an assassin. Rubbing her forehead she lets out a sigh. Walking to the center of the room she touches the markings on the floor. A pool of silvery liquid forms and shows her images of Crystalia. Sighing she relaxes, it was always nice to see all the smiling faces of her people.*

Aye stumbled from the portal, her eyes went around the room, where was she? This was not the war-torn field she had been standing in, seconds ago. She spun around, where was she? Aye didn't see her. "Larmine?.....LARMINE!!" Aye spun around more, this place it was so strange, she didnt trust it one bit. A natural habit for Aye never to trust anyone, anyone but Larmine but she wasnt there. Aye bolted down the halls and took doors and random, running as fast as she could, her right arm flapping behind her. Finally Aye found the outside of the building and ran down the stairs, practically throwing herself on the ground outside, she turn and looked back at the palace. It was too clean to perfect, too peaceful. Growning up with war all around her she never trusted anything that was peaceful. Aye got up and waryily walked through the street, her right arm dragging behind her like always. She was sure that snipers were going to get her she had her arm ready.