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Fujiwara frowned as Seph dissapeared to the Dojo. Seph was sweating? Nyl HAD to hear about this. He sighed, shifting his sleeping children in his arms. He closed his eyes replaying the last several minutes in his head. Then he shook the thoughts away.
" Seph better not die. " Was all he said, very quietly.

She saw seph dissapear as she sighed.
"he dissapears again, just like everyone else has been doing..........what is going on...............?" She said to herself as she found a couch to sit alone at as she hugged her knees thinking.

nyl............seph..............neko...............they all dissapeared for a while............is something horribly wrong that they are hiding from everyone else..................

She closed her eyes for afew seconds...........she had lost her appetite again. She was missing immense training she was used two, of constantly being worked, and active..........now she felt bored, slow, and useless, even thouh useless wasn't an unusual feeling for her. Her blue eyes were pained, as her hair fell over her shoulders covering her facial expressions and a few tears. She was so lost now, and confused, she wanted to know what was going on...............She liked neko and Nyl a lot, she didn't want them to think otherwise, but for some reason, she trusted seph..........which was unusual, but there was something calm and warm feeling he gave her, that made her feel safe, where as the others, she still had a hard time to understand and trust them. She wished to be like the others, but neko left her ...........nyl hadn't been around, and her training alone could only bring her so far...........

She was debating on going back home.........at least there, she'd get to train for a while...........even though she hated it........her family all used fire..............as well as she had, but she despised it the way it was taught to her, it only bought her anger, as she had let out in the forest when she dissapeared at night...............she was wondering if there was more to that too....................if all of them were actually good, you just had to trust them...........just in different ways........

Irianna makes her way into the main dojo, softly padding on her bare feet. Snow falls from her mane of soft red hair and brilliant white wings. The hem of her ankle length white gown is damp and frozen in small patches. The woman's wings are wrapped around her lean form for warmth, and her worn leather traveling bag hangs from fingers stiff with cold. Though Iri is accustomed to harsh and extreme weather after years of solitary travel, she can only take so many winter nights of sleeping in her preferred shelter of a tree's boughs before being forced to seek warmer quarters.

I doubt anyone will mind if I spend a little more time in here. Heh, it beats freezing every night. And I'm not sure how to get a hold of a key to one of the dorm rooms this place is supposed to have. Or were those dorms in the Kaze dojo? Damn, I'm too cold to so much as think straight...

The woman makes a bee line for one of the couches lining the walls of the dojo's main room. Already she is starting to feel the sting of warmth returning to her extremities. Iri finds a suitable couch and seats herself, setting down her travel bag and opening it as she does. Thawing fingers retrieve a thick woolen blanket. She wraps the blanket around her front, allowing her wings to warm her back. With a sigh of content, Iri leans into the cushions and waits for her body temperature to sufficiently raise.

Violet eyes open slowly as Irianna begins to yawn and stretch in her seat on the couch. The woolen blanket she had covered herself with drops to the wooden floor in a heap as the woman leans forward to give her broad wings room to unfurl and work out the stiffness of sleep. Without meaning to, the winged woman had dozed off in the dojo's main room the night before.

After allowing herself a few more moments to fully waken, Iri sits up and retrieves the discarded blanket. She rolls the blanket, as worn as her travel bag and clothes, and tucks it back into the leather bag. The bag is then slung over her shoulder and Iri slowly gets to her feet. One hand reaches up and back to smooth her long mane of red hair. Curious eyes search the room. No one else seems to be present, and with no where else to be, Iri begins to idly walk about the room.

Ally sighed as she paced a bit in a secondary hall nervously. her head was throbbing. She had recieved mail from home....................her brother had been killed.......but who was another story and they wanted her home...........it made her decision five times harder than originally. She had barely started anything here..........she was afraid to go home, and afraid to stay here..........

I wish to learn everything...........to be the best someday.............i wish to be able to stay up against Neko...............that is my goal.............to show everyone what i'm worth.............and my opponents a run for their money..........

She thought as she walked outside still pacing on the porch nervously. Her attention was on the situation...............not the others...........

Ally couldn't help but notice the man forming the water into.............himself..............Her mind wandered from the situations as she leaned against the porch rail watching minding her business by keeping her distance just observing. She looked at her hand curiously...............wondering..........how.............she had no idea about how to control water, let alone create something from it............she knew only what her family had, and it was prooving to be useless with only the use of that right now, and she refused to use any of the fire jutsus she had been taught from them unless she was going to die and there was no other choices.