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As Fae walked back in from the bathroom, she carried her sandals in her hand as her bare feet quietly tip toed her back into the open. Again, the Centre was silent, and it always seemed that way when she got there. But there were bloody muddy foot prints everywhere! Okay, maybe half were hers, but she specifically knew what her tracks looked like, and those were definately not ones of a sandal.

Shrugging, she went to walk to a seat when she nearly ran towards Ieyasu and jumped. "Iip!" She squeaked and placed her hand to her heart. It was beating at least twenty miles per hour. Seeing who it was, the long hair caught her off guard until she saw his face. "Ohh, it's just you, Ieyasu," she relaxed, then bit her lip. "Not that I'm not happy to see you or anything!" She quickly covered. So it first sounded like she didn't want to see him, and now it did. Surrendering, her cheeks tinted and looked around for Pueblo.

The paint brush had been placed upon one of the seats...and it just happened to be the seat Osu was poking around. Then out of the middle of the seat, a head popped out, and like a banshee, Pueblo's eyes widened as she was faced to face with the hyper gryphon she had solemly played with. Quicking ducking back under the solid chair, she hid again. Maybe he didn't see her...

Fae stroked her fingers through her soft hair, the touch calming. Mainly, it gave her an excuse to move around, but as Ieyasu challanged her, she had to stop and think. He was right. Who else did she thought he could be? It wasn't like she was looking out for anything...but then again, the Centre always seemed a little weird at night. "Oh, hehe, no one, I suppose. The silence in the Centre at night is sometimes overwhelming." Well, that was truth anyway, whether he chose to believe her or not.

But the grin he offered her made her feel welcomed and rested on a near by chair to examine the job she did on her feet. The mud was gone, but there was no real reason to put her noisy shoes back on. Perhaps she should try making moccasins sometime, but making a ruccus in the building wasn't needed. Her toes wiggled a bit and she looked up to him, tugging her shirt collar up undectingly. This angle looking up to him with a low cut shirt made her feel slightly uncomfortable again. "So, why are you here so late?" She begun to ask the questions now, but really had no importance. She really didn't care why he was here, but mostly glad. She had someone to talk with now instead of being chased off by the silence.

Pueblo's ears twitched as she heard Osu poke around from behind. Grinning as he found her, her figure was almost hard to detect against the dark chair. But she floated up to him anyhow and gave a little bow silently. She couldn't remember if she had done this when she was gryphon with him, but she did it anyway. It was fun! Now, did he remember her?

Judging the way he hadn't named anyone, she figured he didn't want to say. It didn't matter really, as long as they were people they knew. She simply nodded as he took a seat next to her and smiled as he did so modestly. "Ah, I see," in lack of something else to say and looked around for the named Aerandir. "Myself, I was sort of looking for you," she said rather distractidly. She looked to where the paint brush had been laid, then looked back to Ieyasu with a sneaky grin. "Why don't I..show you, hm? Ohh, Abby! Come over here please. You remember Ieyasu, right?"

Pueblo blinked as Osu circled her, a tad confused. Didn't he remember her...? She frowned as she tried to watch him, looking over her shoulders and turning around. But then her mommy was calling, and she quickly zipped through the chair and up into the air. She looked around, then floated over to Fae, her eyes soon fixed on the male human sitting beside her. She cocked her head at him firstly, but then she clasped her hands together and bowed mannerly.

Fae grinned rather proudly and excited to see his face. "Just last Thursday she turned wisp."

Fae nodded as she reached out for Pueblo, longing to stoke her daughter's hair. "Thank you," she said softly, looking softly, then watched as Osu flew up between them. "Oh, hello, Osusuki," she smiled and went to stoked the crane's head in a friendly greeting. "How have you been?" She grinned a little before she looked up to Ieyasu's quizzical expression. She pursed her lips- ah that face was grand, keeping him in suspense and all. "I needed to ask you a favor, actually. Whether you know or not, I have to collect quest items for Pueblo during her wisp stage. And then, I was wondering if you would happen to have some sort of plain metal ankle chain," she smiled. Anklets wern't really something a guy would have, but then again, you never know.

Pueblo watched everyone for a second before she saw Osu fly ver. Floating past Ieyasu's face, she circled around to 'spook' the gyphon by raising her hands really fast for him. Not like she could touch him, but it was sure funny to see the different ways you could move someone when you can't do it directly yourself!

Fae nodded as she watched Ieyasu think, but as soon as his puzzled face left him, it sprang out onto her's. "What's that?" She asked, referring to the mysterious necklace. She gave him an interested stare as if things already started to churn inside her mind, tasting different ideas and such. She smiled however at Osu's coos and glanced at the playing Aerandir.

Pueblo's ears rose on their ends at his sudden posture. What was he...was he insane?! Her wide-eyes stared in disbelief that he was wanting to play fight. She...she's never experienced rough housing before! It made her uneasy as she begun to look around for help. Maybe he was referring to someone..else? But there was no one else! Floating there rather helplessly, she cocked her head and watched his tail flit about. She finally grinned, then charged through him and ended behind him again.

Fae's head would tilt only slightly for those with keen eyes, and the corners of her lips would arch into a barely-there curious smile. S'not like she'd go and tell the world about it, if that's what he was worried about. "Oh..." was the only word she knew she could say without getting too curious.

Fae looked out the window and frowned. "Well, it's getting pretty dark outside and I don't want to loose Pueblo on the way home," she grinned a little at herself. "But thank you for your time at least." Fae slid her sandals back onto her clean feet, then stood up and straightened our her skirt. "Oh, but if you could pass the word onto other people..." She smiled polietly as if she were asking him a big favor.

Pueblo's lips curved into an enormus smile; he couldn't touch her! Realizing how invincible she actually was, she floated around him and fluttered her little ghost wings (just because of old habbits).

Fae paused. "Oh, you know, I just might. Thanks again, Ieyasu," she waved as she watched him leave. She smiled after him and Osuskui as their forms dissapeared in the night's rain. Turning back to Pueblo, she unfolded the umbrella. "C'mon, Abby, we should get some rest so we can drop by Rahujo's tomorrow morning."

Pueblo frowned as Osu had to leave. She floated half way with him before she gave a depressed wave and went back to her mother. She stared for a moment before nodding sadly, then followed her outside.

"Aww, don't look so sad. I'm sure you'll see him again sometime," she nodded reassuringly. "Now, stay close to your artifact because it's dark and I don't want to lose you!" Then, they headed back home under the protection of the umbrella.

Carefully, Fae walked across the ground with a calm demenor. She had carefully placed the leaf, her neck chain, the beads, copper anklet, and ribbon in her satchel. Held in her hands was the flower in the flat vase, glowing with energy. Everyone who had helped her ran through her mind, and those who couldn't. She smiled as she watched Pueblo try to poke at the water, trying to imagine her solida shape.

But before long, they stepped inside the Centre and she looked around. "Alyosha?" She called out a bit louder than her normal voice. She knew he was around, and the emptiness would carry her voice to him, she knew.