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a white envelope sat out of place on a shop windowsill. Iggy curiously picked it up anxious for what hid inside. It was an invitation to a ball or party. It was being held by a woman named Elda, this stuck out to him. he remembered Dios being jumpy at the very mention of her name. In fine print at the bottom of the letter, it warned guests not to talk to Dios about it. It was obviously a trap for him. Iggy then got an idea. I should help Dios get this woman off his back. Iggy was eager to reunite with Dios, maybe he could persuade him to gain more power.
Surprisingly it didnt take long to locate Dios, he had been in the area and Iggy easily persuaded others to give word of his location.
At the end of a dim alley, was a large dumpster. Iggy pushed it aside to reveal a trap door in the ground. he quietly entered the hole, a long cramped hall lead to an opening the size of a bedroom. Dios sat on a cot to the left and on the far were jarred goods. and a makeshift table and stool. Iggy then stepped into the candle light with an unreadable look on his face.

Week 1:

Ive wandered the campus remembering the times when she was a student. She was overwhelmed by the hatred she had for this place, but tried her best to bury those thoughts and smile through the next four weeks. All she had done for the week was get familiar with the area. That’s all they wanted her to do; Get comfortable. This worried her, because she remembers what they tried the first time she came here, and this time she didn’t have Kaos to come save her.

Week 3:

She had started attending her first couple of classes. They were all basics, and she never really paid attention. However, her last class was interrupted and she was called to Doris’s office. Her expression went cold and she stiffly walked down the hall to her office and opened the door to find Doris and her new psychic in her office.

She sat down, and Doris just talked with her, frequently bringing up her son, Marcel. Ive forced a smile ever time he came into the conversation, and just told Doris that she was currently involved with someone. Of course when she mentioned that she got very curious whom.

Week 6:

Ive parted her hair down the middle, and braided it to tame it down. She applied less make-up and dressed in her long white dress. She glanced over her appearance in the mirror one last time, then slipped on her flat bottom sandals and walked to class.

On the way to class she stopped and talked to Marcel. She noticed herself doing very odd things like messing with her braids, and giggling; she never really giggled… Once she was in class she realized how fast her heart was beating and began to worry, What the hell is up with this…, She thought as she placed her hand over her heart and took some slow deep breaths.

Week 9:

Ive went back to her room and flipped through her diary, “Toleranth?” She mumbled, “He sounds familiar…” she continued reading and noticed that a lot of the things she wrote about in the early weeks of being at the school she didn’t really remember now. “Oh well,” She shrugged and tossed the book back on her night stand.

Ive jumped out of bed and looked through her wardrobe for something to wear, and frowned at the selection. She then came across a long summer dress and smiled as she slipped it off the hanger and went into the bathroom to prepare for her date with Marcel.

Dios muttered to himself, standing from behind the bed.

"Oh yea? Have you ever met her? Have you ever faced her wrath? Do you know what she's going to do to me when she finds me?!" he asked, his voice getting increasingly frantic, "She's going to kill me. Painfully. Not only that, but there will probably be torture involved. Of the painful variety, not the...well, of the painful kind."

He shuddered, that little assistant of his...while cute, was a demon in sheep's skin...or was that a lion? he wondered; whatever.

Onora came out of the kitchen with all her master cutlass in it's sheath at her waist. she looked at Toleranth, then at the little girl in his arms, "Oh hell no, Toleranth. You're not bringing her in on this."

Ailes followed her out with a haunted look in her eyes, but despite her pain she smiled softly at Toole. she shuffled around the bar and stood next to him.

Onora gave Toleranth an 'Are you serious' look, "Toleranth, this is a town of a bunch of drunk rough jerks who barely have enough time to watch their own children..." she took a moment to let it sink in, "No... Unless you want to leave here... with these guys..." she let her hand fan across the room Displaying all the lovely bar patrons...

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Ailes eyes met Tooles and she turned away from him, "If you don't know then there's no point in me telling you... You'll figure it out eventually."

Ian cuddled Jezabelle and chimed, "Leave it to me Toleranth! I'll keep 'em safe!"

Onora smiled and handed Toleranth a Key, "This is the room you had last time... but you don't have to keep them confide to that room... I'm going to be kicking everyone out and locking the building down, so they are welcome to roam the place."

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Ailes shook her head and turned away from Toole, "I don't even know... but I know it isn't good." she walked over to the door and glanced over at the bar, "They probably know more than i do..."

Ailes smiled slightly, "Toole, you could never embarrass me." she snuggled into his arms and did her best not to cry, "I don't mean to be this way toward you. you haven't done anything, but try to help me..." she began sobbing into his arms and fell silent. Every time she made an effort to explain herself she squeaked and just buried her face back in his chest.

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Onora stood up on two stools, "Listen up!" She shouted to the late night crowd, "Ive's been taken in by that damned Doris again, and Toleranth and I are going to rescue her. In order for us to do that I need you all to get the ******** out!"

The crowd muttered to one another, then started shuffling to the door like a herd of sheep. Onora smiled and jumped off the stool to grab the keys behind the bar and lock up shop, "Ready when you are..." she called out as she skipped over to the door and prepared to lock up.