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Bond Drellmire was even more fascinated by what this Enjou had just told him. "Oh," he responded quietly, lowering his eyes to the ground to examine the floor for a brief moment. "How odd. I have never heard of anything like that in all the books I have read before," he explained, glancing to a pack slung over his shoulder. His gaze returned to Enjou, 'eyebrows' raised with great wonder. "I am from a desert where a land once stood, proud and far. But long ago a terrible war destroyed it and destroyed the lives of those we thought sacred," he said, unafraid of telling his own personal story. "When the war had come, the souls of wolves, lions, and owls had been released from the mortal land. The spirits of the wolves and lions merged with what were once humans, and long after the war ended, we ended up like this." He stretched his arms out slightly, showing the fur all over him and the tail that wrapped around his legs. If this stranger had told them their own personal past, why should not he?

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The lupine lion nodded slowly as he listened to Enjou's unusual tale between demons and angels. He wondered what exactly they were, for from where he came, there were only humans and the animals of the wilderness. "Fascinating," he said, his voice full of pondering much like what a scholar's would sound like if interested. "So why did you come to this school? I came because I wanted to learn more on magics and I wanted to learn how to become a better warrior for my family clan...and our friends."

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((from living quaters of church))

"Stupid me. Getting sick at the worst time."

"not stupid." Ishoa spoke as he slowly emerged from the shadows of the wall Aili leaned against. He then carfully stepped away from Aili respecting her personal space and also just standing so close to somone who just used a wide array of pure magic irritates Ishoa's lifeforce into anger. "not stupid.. Just unfoutranate." Ishoa finished his sentance and then looked about her. Both of them were standing along the stairs which lead downwards to the main level of the church. Ishoa looked back upstairs and hearing no more fighting turned back to Aili.

"I take it everything is taken care of." Ishoa said as he placed back on his glasses from his labcoats pocket. "Thats good.. I was begining to worry about you if Joy decided to attack you. She is obviously not somone you can easily brush away." He then wiped his labcoat free from dust and such which he collected while picking up Kurai. "That other man is taking care of her?"

"Are you really fuggin' sure?" the first voice spoke, his brown eyes trailing toward the other, slightly taller man. He gave a bit of a look, not exactly suspicious, but more of an unsure look to his friend. "Positive Yusake, Graves gave me a message that he wanted the two of us to meet him within the church." Yusake narrowed his eyes, a kind of 'Wtf?' expression, because he thought it was a little weird Solumone would have done that, given Maru a message to meet the both of them and not say anything to him. But then again, it was a little weird that Yusake had been in the school for ever a year and hadn't blown something up, started a major riot from one of his fights, or seemed to be pretty much no-where to be found all this time. At least he was wearing something different now a days, a long sleeved leather jacket with two, belt like straps that hang down the front of it. There was a kind of plume of fur on the shoulders, and the jacket itself was left open for others to see the metal on a segment of his lower abdoment and over some of his chest on the left side.

"Honestly Yusake..." Maru gave a sigh and rolled his dark, violet eyes in his head. There was a very slight bit of irritation coming from him, but Maru wasn't one to really show an expression of emotion anyway. He'd shrug a little, then look out toward the church, which the two were near. "Hey, I actually need to go fetch something...heh..." he tapped the side of his forehead through the many strands of dark, violet hair and smirked a little. "Sorry to say this Yusa, but I won't be too long...go on ahead without me, okay?" he looked down to Yusake, who was now glaring at him, because he didn't like that nickname.

"Tch, whatever, go...do your thing or get whatever the f#%k it is you're gonna go get. Yeah sure I'll just head on in...b*****d." he muttered that last part while walking off, giving a lazy wave without even looking at him. Maru's light smirk faded soon after Yusake was already heading toward the church. He normally thought it funny for Yusake to get so mad about that nickname. But...there was nothing to find funny now. A slight cringe could be seen coming over his body, and he whispered. "Why...?"

"Why...?" he looked up, unsure and even angry, based on the expression he made as he asked his question. It was a memory, he thought back not but a few moments prior where he stood in a quiet, darkened room. "How do you know it will all come into play like that, even?" he asked, then gasped abruptly as if a ping of some rush, a sensation struck him. It was an unexplainable feeling, one that passed very quickly. He was rather shocked by it though, and as the slowly moving caress of shadow moved along his cheek, he only remained silent and looked upward. "It is unimportant of how I am aware. Do as you have been commanded...do so without question. All will occur as I shape it, so it is my will...Maru..." Maru lowered his head, his eyes only looking to the floor for an escape, yet there was none. "Yes...Master Truth..."

Maru gasped, he didn't even realize the way he looked, like a statue merely standing there and paralized. Softly, he sighed, and looked out to where Yusake now was entering. Meanwhile...

There were others who lurked in the shadow during the incidents in the church. Two such figures were both clothed in white suits, one with hair in a braid down to the small of his back. His eyes, a color of deep blue that was nearly indescribable, looked down over the church floor from where he stood. Next to him was the familiar face of Solumone Graves, who as usually had a slight, kind smile upon his face. "Oh so very interesting...things develope." the other man said, the ethereal eyes glancing toward Solumone. "Do you not think so...Mr. Graves?" Solumone looked toward him with his own, pale gray eyes and didn't answer.

He straightened himself up a little, then looked down at the floor. An unusually quiet day for the merchant and instructor? Perhaps... "Something the matter? I would not want to think that...Mr. Graves' ashows a sign of...personal feeling." Solumone was about to answer before the doors were abruptly, and loudly kicked open. His eyes went down to the doors, as did the other man's. They both watched Yusake enter into the church with the usual stride he gave. "Hey! Watch out now! Yo...old man? Old man! Hey! Old man, you there?!" he called out loudly, looking around for a moment and finding no-one...but Ishoa and Aili.

"He...wait a minute...who the hell are you guys? Man...f$#k, either of you see some guy in all whtie, like, white eyes, anyone? F$#k...how long am I gonna have to wait..." he turned his head a little, scratching his head. He looked around a bit more, walking further inside of it with a sigh. "What the hell's going on here anyway?"

And all the while, the one with azure eyes smiled very softly, a serene expression as he awaited. "Let us begin..." his tone was sweet, a whisper so soft yet Solumone could hear it, at the very least. But by now, Solumone had already turned his back toward the situation, staring at the wall so as not to watch...whatever it was he expected to happen.

[This post was meant for here but I posted it in the living quarters. x.x I've edited it to fit the situation.]

Oceans of fire
Rivers of pain
Will I see my love again
Things I have said
The things I was meaning
I can't shake this unfortunate feeling
That you heard me right
And I got it wrong
A soft lament for this type of song

Creeping through the manger, a hallowed evening star. It glistens and glows, it shines and blinks... never near or far. Unexpected are those that see the light, unperturbed are they to find. That this light is not for the taking, this light is not for their kind. So silently they kneel, as if to pray. Dreaming and hoping that there will be a day. That quietly and calmly the light will come down. Softly and swiftly without making a sound. Giving the secret that makes our fears melt away. Loving and caring the people wish it so say. That every thing is fine, they'll be alright. So sleep now my children good evening, goodnight.

Circuit..... Circuit.... Connection. There he was, the synapses in his brain flashing madly across the wide expanse of white light that could only be described as his brain. The mild caress of an apathetic.. almost lythargic stare grazed the walls of the sturdy church. He remembered this place..... Circuit.... Circuit... Connection. Thats right.. he almost burned it down. The sun screamed down at him from its vista in the sky, jeering at him to go inside and leave it be. *Thump thump* His feet made solid contact with the stairs.

Liz entered the church as she had seen Darius go into there. She looked around puzzled as to where he went when she heard the sobs from behind the alter. She walked around it and saw Darius.

She knelt down next to him and put an arm around him. "Hey now. It'll be ok Darius. I know it will. Lily and I have both been through rough times but...you know there's always another day. You'll make it through this...I know you will...."

Liz felt him pull away and sighed, not wrapping an arm around him agian but rather just sitting next to him. Liz was not an expert when it came to break ups. In fact this was the first one that Liz had ever been involved in.

"If you ever want to talk...I'm always here for you Darius. Always." She said as she tipped her head up to look at the ceiling of the church. The tears that Liz had felt comming earlier were gone now, though she still felt bad for Darius, the initial hurt was over for her because she was a meer bystander trying to help.