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yume cringed at Pander's outburst. She sat on the floor away from them, hoping that everyone would be alright, and that she wouldn't get sprayed. With anything.

I wonder what would happen if I hot-wired a car and then crashed it...

Yume winced at the loud sounds in her head, and quickly tried to change the subject. Pander. There was a perfect subject! He's smart, strong, protective...everything she could want. She looked down at her hands, tracing the lines in them as she finished thinking. Did he love her the way she loved him?

Coming from Campus, Rianna walked towards the lake. She sat against a tree and marveled at the beauty of the lake. She noticed some lights from it, but she didn't go and find out what it was. Instead, she took out her flute and started to play.

...Until the end of time.. she gives and takes..

In the distance, there was a very gorgeous purple glow, twinkling as it got closer to the crystal moon lake. She looked sacred, an angel, actually. Long raging lavender hair that felt like Egyptian cotton blew in the wind, her orbs of lavender, they seemed soft and loving. Her skin was soft, like a baby would have, and very fragile but very pale.

Though, its known that its hard to get as well to get out of the Crystal Moon Lake knowing that their is dangerous animals lurking about, this girl somehow knew where it was, though she's never been here. Flowing about, she graceful and enchanting purple wings, which was causing the encased purple glow.

Her name is Sakura Ai, though most call her Ai for short. Why was she out here in the first place? Well, she heard about something called the Red Tide and wanted to protect the school, though she wasn't sure if this area would be affected, she wanted to give her powers against these villians a shot. Though, she is known to be an under dog, she wants to proove herself worthy.

Her eyes shined in awe as she stared at the lake, small little glowing orbs floated and danced on the surface of the water, they looked like little lanterns. The lilly pads paddling around in the water, as she can hear the frogs making those riiiibbbbiiiittt noises. The tree's gracefully flowing the wind carried through the area, some of the cherry blossom petals flew off, falling down into a cluster of flowers. In all, the surroundings of lake were almost like a five star hotel, weeping cherry tree everywhere, everlasting green grass that slowly ran across her ankles as got closer to the lakes presense.


I never knew such a place existed! Its soo goreous here!

Her hands clasped together as she smiled, a drop-dead smile, though she's very aloof and not brightest, she is very pretty and almost like a goddess. Her hands fell to her side as she walked slowly to the shore of the lake, dipping her feet in the water; it felt so good after a long hot day of traveling! Her shoes in her hand so they won't have to get wet.

She was wearing black boy pants, a purple short-sleeved polo shirt, a golden bow that was tied underneath the collar of the shirt. On the top of the each sleeves, where her shoulders were at, was a large golden cross. Along her waist was one gun with the same cross on it, and a small little fan. She was in her slayer uniform cause she was taught that whenever she fights, she has to dress up formally.

Though, Ai heard noises, people noises, they were far from where she was since the lake is huge; a lake is large anyways. Not hesitating, since her wings won't let her fly (they have a mind of its own), she took out her fan that was basically a mirror fan, and used her celestial powers to expand it.

There. she thought as she smiled at her own little weapon, it was basically as large as her body now, though it laid on the ground lifelessly; she frowned at the sight of this. Well... if I want it to float for me.. maybe I should.. yes! I'll use a feather! she thought amased with herself, plucking a feather from her wings, she placed it on the fan and watched sink through the mirror material. Swiftly, the fan glowed purple, like her wings and started to float up in the air.

Smiling, she jumped on the fan and floated a little bit over the water, so she can keep a look out for anything suspicious; Done. Now All I have to do is look ot for whoever those people are that are threatening Ria and stuff she thought as she wind picked up again and raced along the area.

Rivera backed away until she was calf deep in water instead of knee deep. There was a ring of blood on the water at the spot she stood at, gentle ripples forming pink tides... the Crimson Decadia, so maybe that's why? Her eyes kept on the sky, her sword in her hand, her body once again motionless except for the simple fact that her mouth was moving constantly, muttering a silent spell of some sort, or a prayer. Her eyes, which were the only part of her that ever showed her emotions, were now blank and lifeless. Yet, they still changed colors constantly. The wound in her chest didn't bleed so much as before. whether it had bled dry or not didn't quite matter. She, frozen in age, would have little to do with losing blood.

After a few notes, Rianna stopped playing. She felt something would go wrong, and she knew what was going to happen.

The Crmson Decadia, as I heard, could mean the end of this world, if we don't stop it. Unfortunately, I can only heal, and I'm not physically strong, so this isn't going to be easy. Oh, I just wish my sister were here to help me!

Will I be ok... As soon as that bucket of bolts falls apart on Jangen.

He flopped down in his chair and pulled back out his book. Dirge would set Jangen stright... eventually. Pander brought the book very close to his face, peering at the small text that made up the foot note. It was an odd thing about Jangen. Pander needed something to magnify it with.

In her trance, Rivera took the sword up and drove it into the same wound, still reciting the spell. The blade came out on the other side of her body, through the right side of the chest and out through the same side on her back. the wound was fully reopened and more blood spilled into the lake. As the channeller of the ritual, she did this once every two days to renew the power of the Crimson Decadia's binding and keep the balance steadily stable. Drawing out the sword, she placed it tip first into the water and let the blood flow around them again. The lake's surface few mor pink with every time she did this. Never once did she stop reciting the spell.