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Ace after a few minutes of getting cleaned up by the men and sat into another chair a large charge goes into Ace. Another few minutes pass by and Ace is now standing up looking blankly at the soldiers as Jack walks in looking exactly like Ace but with better looking cloths. A man walks in and tells the two to take a seat until told to move with Ace and Jack listening to every word and following every order given to them. Ace may have his powers back but he is not in control of his body anymore.

Birdie after several minutes stingily nods and lands on her shoulder with ruffled feathers and looking away from Alessa "He better be ok when we get to him." Birdie chirps as they head for the front of the school to meet up with the rest of the group

(Srry wasn't that long as it was birdie after all and he doesn;t really say much.))

[[They can totally come along! I was planning on Fyte joining in a bit later, but sure!!! biggrin ]]

♪ Fyte Ancell ♪

♪ Looking up into the sky, looking for the reason Why I'm here and why you can't be here ♪

She gave a soft groan before she opened her eyes. Blinking groggily, she sat up before realizing where she was. Her vision quickly panned over to the boy snoozing beside her, a sigh of relief and gladness escaped her lips. Shifting her weight ever so slightly, she brushed the hair out of Nemo's sleeping face. her hand then wandered over to the top of his head and she began to smooth down his hair absently. It's… really soft. Fyte thought to herself with mild surprise. Still, she couldn't resist petting his head, as a small giggle escaped her lips.

♪ If you loose me somewhere, and your tears are in the air I will ring a bell until you feel me by your side ♪

(now for some written awesomeness XD)

The sun had done its dirty deed by making Nemo fall back asleep, despite his attempts to stay awake. When he realized he was asleep, the boy tried to force himself back to consciousness. As his mind resurfaced, he felt a slight pressure on his head. It didn't hurt, but the movement make him worry that he wasn't alone. Opening his eyes with a snap, the dreamscaper locked eyes with the wind bender. Face turning a charming shade of red, he remembered waking before to find he wasn't alone. The sun was not as bright now, indicating that more time had passed than he realized.

"Um. . . H-hi," he stammered. Why was he always doing that? Every time he wanted to say something half way intelligent, he ended up sounding like a blabbering idiot. At least to him anyway, and he was very critical of himself.

The day was waning and in a most interesting way for the dream demon. He hadn't ever thought to be the sole audience to a trip down memory lane, but seeing the smile on the witch's face made him not mind so much. Even though she had many sad memories, he was glad to see there were some small instances where she could glean happiness. He made a mental note to use these little tidbits later to his advantage, if he ever got the chance to enter her dreams that is.

He held the album in his lap curiously as she rifled through the pages, pointing out people and events as he went. The ability to keep these memories so palpably was both encouraging and discouraging. He didn't know if he could be photographed. Would Tsukiko be sad if she could not keep a memento of their time together? He chided himself and growled softly so she wouldn't hear. She had better things to worry about than whether or not he would show on camera.

Hearing her sing made his chest tighten. Palian didn't want her to give up so easily, in fact it sort of angered him. He understood the predicament, just not her willingness to accept it. Her soft lullaby made him smile, if only a little.

'I wish I could save you,' he thought as he looked down at the glossy pages. 'If only it wouldn't mean my own destruction.'

Eyes blinking in temporary blindness, Palian looked about as Tsukiko made her hasty exit. Rubbing his eyes, he looked over at the machine that was whirring. As his eyes focused, he looked down at the picture in the printer. He frowned at the blurry white spot that took up most of the frame. Like a ghost, you could make out a form within the hazy mist, but you could not make out any defining details.

Looking over at the empty doorway, he registered her parting words. Please don't try to save me. This witch wants you dead A devious smile split his face then. Not save her? Fine, he couldn't anyway. But stay away just because she wants him dead? That one made him laugh His many screaming voices echoed in resonance with each resounding chuckle that deepened in tone. Like he would let someone threaten him into subservience. If the witch wanted him dead, she would have to give him some life first.

Abruptly, his dark laughter cut off. She would have to give him some life before she could kill him. The thought made him pause. An interesting idea began to form in his mind, one that likely would kill one of them. But he was reckless and it sounded good enough to him. His devilish grin still in place, the dream demon quickly left the room. A feint trace of Tsukiko's energy made the perfect tracking as he followed it out of the building. Knowing that she was the emotional type, he hoped he could find her before she did something she would likely forget.

The hair on the back of Palians' neck stood on end as a faraway clock sounded off it's midnight toll. As if on que, the clouds parted and the moon illuminated the area with its silvery beams.

"Not a good sign," the demon murmured as he continued to follow the trail.