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Sighing, Monty slapped his forehead at how cold and harsh he was being with Kalore. It wasn't the elf's fault that he was cursed with this so the demon shouldn't have snapped at him. Walking nearer, he knelt down before him and looked at him. "I didn't mean to be upset at you Kalore." Boy did he suck at trying to apologize to the one person who could break down his damned barriers. "I just don't want to see my comrades like this."

Monty touched Kalore's head, hoping it would comfort the elf instead of annoy him and sighed. "Then let's find a way to stop those dreams without using those pills." He said softly with his expression soft and concerned.

Monty stiffened slightly not used to this sort of contact but he soon relaxed and hugged Kalore lightly in return. "Then you keep trying and if everything else fails, the pills will be the last resort." He said, knowing that he wasn't going to like those things no matter how much those pills helped Kalore.

Monty blinked and stood up, stepping away. "I think with the help of those you trust finding that solution can happen." He said gruffly, looking away but meaning his words.

Aria found herself once again in the slums of Area 6, this time wearing normal street clothes, she had to focus all of her power and energy into the safe passage of Cyen and Alouthiani from the Seelie Court. That being the case she could afford to waste no energy into putting up glamor that confused any potential witnesses. She had to be in the worse part of town for her magic to be most potent, most efficient, because her goodness had to shine especially bright against the darkness of the area, as to make her beacon distinguishable. Was it possible to do it in a place of peace and harmony? Of course, but there was a higher rate of losing a Fae that way. The Unseelie Fae traveled in this way too, going to the most peaceful place they can find and infecting it with their poison and chaos, drawing the attention of any other Unseelie scum. But that was beside the point of her work now.

She had convinced Logan to return to his usual schedule as she didn't want to change his life for her, rather than she wanted to assimilate to his. So she promised to return to him and swore she'd stay forever. And she would, not only because her word as Seelie was binding, but because she desperately wanted to spend every waking moment with him, and even the time apart now was heart breaking.

But Cyen and Alouthiani would be anxious coming into a new territory and they could make him lose his memory in a bat of an eye, even her, and she didn't work this hard for him to forget her name. So she sat in the opening of an alley way next to people of questionable character with restless, shifting eyes, and focused all of her attention on the brick wall at the back of the alley, calling her magic out to Cyen and Alouthiani.

And then they were there, no sparkling, shimmering air like with the apparation of Xander. One minute it was only Aria staring down the alley and the next Alouthiani and Cyen were walking towards her, like they had been there all along.

Cyen was the first to smile. He was about 6'5", lean muscles, like that of a swimmer, and odd, nearly white eyes. The pupil as small as a pin p***k in the center of the iris. He had pale, pale skin and long, shoulder length ebony hair that was nearly purple. His face was flushed with the rush of magic and he embraced Aria, almost breathless.

"Wingam, Cyen, Alouthiani, I trust your travel was comfortable." Aria said and turned to Alouthiani next. Alouthiani had cinnamon skin, green eyes, full lips, and a full figure to match. She had waist long, golden spirals that spilled down her back. She held out her hand, and in her palm was sometihng golden that glimmered in the light. It was a pin with the Seelie Court's emblem engraved in its' golden surface.

"Something to remember home by," Alouthiani said in her sultry, alto voice. When she spoke it was like music that poured from her lips, tinted with just a hint of lust and a seductive promise of your wildest dreams being fulfilled after dark. That was how she got her way, she preyed on mans' deepest fantasies, got what she came for, and mysteriously vanished. Never making a promise, never telling a lie, staying true and faithful to the Seelie law even if she was a bit deceitful. But goodness of Aria's callibur was found only in old, royal families and the Prince of the Seelie Court himself.

"Alouthiani! I'm so greatful!" Aria cried and threw her arms around her. Alouthiani wasn't so quick to return the sentiment, but eventually pat Aria on the backs.

"Well then, are we meeting with the leaders at power here?" Cyen asked in his deep, rumbling bass.

"Yes, I think it will be best to meet with Gambler, the leader that I am in the best graces with. Also she has most power here, we have to work on convincing her to allow more than a select few Seelie Fae here, and time is of the essence because I've met an Unseelie Fae already." Aria explained, her tone hinted with despair and foreboding.

"Who?" Alouthiani asked and furrowed her brow.

"Bane," Aria said and following his name was an audible gasp from her two companions. It pained her to disiullusion them, but it needed to be said. "Come, let's get to business."

Monty nodded slightly, standing there arkwardly. So, thinking that this was over with for the night, he turned on his heel to walk away so that Kalore could at least have some peace and quiet, even if he couldn't sleep.

The demon closed the door behind him, slowly and quietly to not disturb him or anything, especially with his antisocial self. But as he closed the door he stood out there, lost in his thoughts and wondering if Kalore would be okay for at least one night? If it meant that he had to come everyday to distract him then he would do so. Then again, maybe Kalore didn't like him and was just being nice to him. It could happen.