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(flashwulf, did you ever post for Tyler? ^_^; I don't remember. ))

Peng seemed a bit surprised. Still, he closed his eyes and answered the question; "Some tables and chairs were destroyed in the cafe. The only ones that were wounded was Leon and Clayton." That was partially untrue since he himself had a gash on his back, but one of the great things about being a ghost was that his body didn't feel pain, nor did 'wounds' last long. They drained his energy, but that was all. The gash was probably not even there anymore.

Pheobe smiled sadly. "It's no wonder it was my favorite. The story is so beautiful and timeless... It saddens me that I could forget something so incredible"

She walked over and stood next to him, looking in the same direction as him and almost brushing his arm with her own. "As incredible as a precious friendship between near opposites" she mused, her tone even.

When he looked at her she forced herself to look back at him, deep into his eyes. "Caleb... I'm so sorry"

"Go easy on him," Peng whispered, rolling his eyes and looking out the window. And what HAD he been doing these past few days? Peng hadn't been nearly as tough as his mentor was. Peng was seething.

Caleb looked onward, just being near Phoebe made him feel weaker. Even so, he missed this feeling. "Don't be." He said, "You couldn't have known. I am what I am and there is no changing the monster... You were the first to see through what I am and find out who I am. Even if you've forgotten, I haven't."

Luca smiled and nodded. "O-kay," Luca said, putting on a slow, easy-to-follow song.

Nathan felt his hands being placed, and hands placed on him. He looked down, trying to not turn red. 'Oh we're moving now!' Nathan's mind panicked for a second, but he followed as best as he could to the sway.

Jin swayed with him gently the poor boy was red as a beet. He made gentle slow movements doing his best to keep Nathan from tripping up. He pulled him a little closer swaying gently with him. "Just relax and let your body move with the music feel it ok?" He told him.

((umm Bev or Irene? Both are around but not currently on))

((she's in Torusa))

"Madeline!" Necro called out, looking at her from the side. He was a little hunched with gray short hair and starting to bald, but his wrinkles accented his face very well. Even in his old age, he seemed to have a lot of youth in him... But a lot of wisdom, as well. "Don't worry, he'll be fine."

Peng had waited, then he heard the shattering of glass. Leon? Peng hurried toward the bathroom only to see him jump out... Of the third floor. He's running... Again?! Peng felt his fear become rage until his rage and fear mingled into a single emotion. Peng ran down the stairs and started his own chase to get Leon, but was also stopped by the old yet wise Necro.

"Peng hold on, now don't go over-the-top now. We know what happens when you get angry."

"He's run away AGAIN!" Peng shouted, looking at Necro. "Every time he's run so far, I fond him half dead, if he keeps doing this-"

"Now now now, Peng... You are a wise, respectable hero, and you do know, as a comrade, I look up to your accomplishments. However. When it comes to the young things, you are greatly inexperienced."

"I've been ordered to protect him," Peng said, calming down, but his emotion, for the first time, showed the worry similar to that of a father toward a son.

"I know, Peng," Necro said, "but just like any child, he cannot be forced to understand. He will understand in time why he is here and what he needs to do."

"What if he doesn't?" Peng asked, "He's been warned already; he'll be killed."

"No, first his memories will be erased," Necro replied, "And if he can't prove to function in normal society and continue to harm the lives of others, THEN he will be killed."

"I can't let that happen." Peng said, about to run again.

"Then don't go after him," Necro replied, "Think of this as... As his spirit journey. Let him see what is done in the world and then he will find his way. I have no doubt Lieutenant Nero will be more at ease with him in Curtesia than when he was reacting in Torusa. At least here, shapeshifting is not uncommon. He's lived his whole life under the protection of the Order, so give him a moment to look into the eyes of a free man... Or," Necro chuckled, "A free wolf."

"He's in his wolf form?" Peng went to run off again.

"Stop that," Necro waved his hand through Peng's chest to get his attention. "How about you and Madeline come have some tea with me. I could really go for a nice cup or Earl Gray tea."

Peng looked over at Madeline, and composing himself as much as he could, Peng nodded. "You've never been wrong before, Commander Necro. And I cannot disobey an order."

"Oh this is no order, almighty no! We are comrades, Peng. Never-mind our ranks. Let's sit together as friends; the three of us. There is something I would like to discuss anyway." Necro turned to lead Madeline and Peng with him to his personal office.

((What about Tyler? ))