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Ella sighed as she tried to keep walking. "Oh." She pin-pointed her home and teleported there. "Oh finally." She walked up to the apartment building and went to her apartment. She entered her home and shut the door. Taking to her living room, she sat down on the couch. "Woo." She yawned as she relaxed the best she could.

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A cat ran up to Ialo and trans fromed into a werecat. "Excuse me sir. Have you seen Princess Cecilia? We can not find her."

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Myia looked around her and kicked the air. "How boring." She was trying tot hink of something to do.

Kai sighed in annoyance "What ever I need to get to the top of the school, and you need to get them into it." he pointed at the siblings. "I need to head there now ... night tends to make spirits more gutsy." with a flick of his wings his angelic wing turned black and a ring appeared around him, and then he was atop the schools highest tower. Kai stood quietly watching the sun go down.the one and only thing he said while he waited was "another night."

"So Zephyr, why is it you didn't speak up?" Alphonse questioned.

Zephyr had been pretending to be asleep atop the light post Alphonse was leaning against. "Hunh?"

"You know exactly where she is, I just know it."

"Uhm, err, uhh...no." Shocked by this, he lost his balance and scrambled to regain it before crashing to the sidewalk. "What are you talking about?"

Ialo just rolled his eyes as his own circle glowed, and teleported them all back to the school. Predictably, Kai was back on the school tower.

"Now, do you all have any questions about anything? Do you need anything, like meds or money?" Money at least, was something he could handle.

Ialo turned around, waiting for the Rinaldis' answers when he saw the boy. "Ummm.... Hello......" the dragon said hesitantly. Was this boy a new student?

Terribly bored, and with nothing left to do for the day, Athena had taken to the special fireproofed room in their house. Laying on her back, she conjured a small blue flame to float above her head, casting an odd glow about her hair. She then grew the flame, making it larger and giving it shape--the shape of a dragon. Something about that Ialo guy from earlier had reminded her of dragons. Or, rather, when he left, she kept thinking about them. But she thought about dragons often, so it could be a coincidence.

The fire-dragon flew about the room at her command, beautiful and graceful. Carefully, she created a second fire--green this time--a centaur. The centaur galloped around, looking like it was following the blue fire-dragon. She smiled, and waved her hand. Their images changed, as did their colors--now there was a phoenix of bright red and a mermaid of oceanic indigo. This was her best talent; taking the fire and bending it to her will. Sometimes, if one of her younger brothers had trouble getting to sleep, she'd tell them a story, using her fire to represent the characters.

Smiling happily, she was ever glad for the magic and alchemy that made it possible, along with the fact that it came natural. Natural, however, could only get one so far--if you back it up with things to explain how you can do that, then it becomes that much better, and lasts that much longer.

"No, we're fine. Thank you, Ialo." Ambrose said, and the two girls nodded, while Lia looked down her nose at the young boy with the baggy clothes. She absolutely despised little children. They were always whining or complaining or pooping, and if they weren't doing that, they were thinking about doing it. However, she knew her little sister, no matter how much she tried to hide it, had a deep affection for the little midgets. As if being under four feet made them special or something. Even now she could see the vile tomboy's lips curving as she looked at the young boy.

Lia watched as Danni reached absently into one of her numerous pockets, pulling out a Tootsie Pop, though Lord knows where she'd gotten it from. "Want it?" She offered the boy, holding it out to him, and unusually tender expression in her eyes. Despite herself, it was at times like this that Lia always felt herself softening towards the little tomboy, but then she'd just have to remind herself how much they hated each other, and it was easy to forget times like this.