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Elon put the last of the sleeping people in a bed. Or at least, the last ones that he could see in this new darkness. Making his way down the hallway, he found an open doorway, after his eyes had adjusted to the night. Someone was inside. He knew this from the small light emitted from a match behind them. "Who's there?" he asked cautiously. His voice seemed to echo in the dull silence of night, here in this large room.

Hearing the voices at the doorway, Ignis turned around and walked closer, lifting the cup containing the candle higher to see their faces, meaning they could probably see his face now as well. "And this boy is already known to both of you." He quickly lowered the candle back down though, it would hurt his eyes if he kept it at eye-level in this dark.

"Done already?" He asked Elon. That was pretty quick... Wonder if he'd seen whoever was down there though.

You said you made a mistake.
I said 'Yeah, a huge one.'


Her eyes had been transfixed on the flame and it soon gave her a headache. "Fate at your service." She did a silly little bow. "I shall be on patrol tonight." She had a slight grin and her eyes had the look of a mischievous person. Leaning against the frame of the door she looked around at the books. "And who might you two be?"

You said you made a mistake.
I said 'Yeah, a huge one.'


"You all have the same enthusiasm about books like my father." She eyed the huge library. Books had been her least favorite thing. James Alloy, the man who adopted her, always had a thing for books. In some of his spare time he would rebind them or sit in a corner of the huge library he owned reading them.

"Ignis." He said, too lazy to even say an introduction before the actual name. "Father huh.." He looked at the other two people in the room, wondering if they had someone to worry about them back home as well. Him, he'd almost prefer to stay here in fact. Just as long as they continued to provide food, electricity, and the other usual necessities. He had no real obligation or need to go home save for school, but then he wouldn't have been in it for much longer anyway, he couldn't afford college, even with scholarships.

He walked over to the shelf, picking out three random books from different parts of the shelf. "Guess I have a pretty big interest in reading..." Though half my interest's in the actual book and not just what's written in it... "With this many books, I'll be able to keep myself entertained for quite a while." And maybe others... He added silently to himself. But he doubted it, he didn't really like to just 'show off' his abilities, and luckily, Elon hadn't seemed to have noticed what he'd done back at the kitchen.

((Time to do something somewhat forbidden and creepy))

Stevan was sitting on the ground, the will-o-wisps surrounding him, and giving him hope. Because what he usually willed happened, he had a test. "Poltergeist, come to me!" he said in a moderate tone. Gasping and sounds of pain came from the hall, and a man with a blood-streaked face appeared before him, his madness and grief evident on his face.

"Master, you have summoned me?" asked the ghost. "Yes, I did. Who are you, and how did you get here, phantasm?" he asked, the ghost's twisted face frowning, but yet showing some sign of happiness. "I don't remember...." said the ghost, and closed his eyes for a minute. He opened them back, and started screeching. The sound was enough to be heard from any person who couldn't usually hear ghosts, and the windows in the room that Stevan was in shattered. He closed his eyes, and opened them again. The will-o-wisps retreated out of the window, and the ghost was gone.

Tia jumped hearing the scream and looked around the room. After deciding it wasn't from in the library she relaxed a bit and focused on what the girl speaking to her was saying. damn, i had hoped no one had caught that... She sighed before smiling at the girl, "i tend to speak out a lot..." she couldn't come up with a better excuse for her little outburst.