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Arihelia thanked Mokuzai for the welcome to his place, she
looked up the stairs that lead to the rooms and then went to the wash room,
she desperately wanted to take a bath, it was a nice bathtub that she found,
she locked the door and took her clothes off and enjoyed the cool water.

Shizuka took his arm and walked with him to the study. She opened the large metal door door when they arrived, ignoring Mokuzai's grimace at the improper manners.
When they stepped inside and the door closed behind them, she grabbed Mokuzai's face and pulled him into a kiss. This wasn't the polite kiss of greeting a great Minamo scholar would give, but a kiss of two simple lovers that said honestly, 'I missed you.' She felt tears running down her face as she kissed him.
After twenty years, she had almost begun to forget. But now he was here, and all she could do was remember their times together. After all the confusion and uncertainty that came with planeswalking, here was something she could hold onto.
Shizuka knew that Mouzai's hug back on the rooftop had been a show, she had read his mind, she knew that he too, had longed for this. Now here they were, alone at last, reliving the memories they had at Minamo, all those years and worlds ago.
Despite her best efforts, Shizuka couldn't stop crying after they broke apart. She sat down on a stool and sobbed, but through her tears, she was smiling.

Mokuzai knelt down and held Shizuka she she cried. He hadn't felt like this for a very long time. Shizuka had made a tumultuous mess of his carefully organized emotions. He felt again like a young man, struck by the silly notion of love, and made helpless by it.
He warred within himself, his primal side wished nothing more than to stop screwing around and marry her like he had planned to before his spark awakened. His cold, calculating side told him that their displays made their connection vulnerable, and easy to exploit.
They were being too plain, he realized. Mokuzai didn't know the two planeswalkers he had invited into his house well enough to trust either of them. least of all Draven, Mokuzai hadn't trusted him from the moment they met. Dark magics surrounded the man, and Mokuzai had had far too many bad dealings with ones shrouded by darkness.
A solid knock came from the study door. Mokuzai was jarred out of his thoughts and he shook Shizuka to quiet her. When she stopped, Mokuzai straightened his coat, wiped the moistness of Shizuka's tears from his shoulder and cleared his mind of their kiss. He had business to conduct, he would buy Shizuka time to compose herself. They had to keep their heads in the game.
Mokuzai opened the door wide enough to greet Draven with a smile.
"Draven, what brings you down here?"
Mokuzai asked pleasantly while stepping outside and closing the study door behind him.

Mokuzai's smile turned to a frown when he realized Draven had seen Shizuka in her current state. Inside his head, Mokuzai snarled like a wolf guarding it's injured mate. He had to play down the situation.
"Ah, my apologies, Shizuka has been through a trying day. She just returned from the plane of Grixis you see. The place can be upsetting for one of her philosophies."
Satisfied that he had played off the situation he motioned around the large room.
"I see no reason why you could not cast spells in this hall. As long as I won't have to contract the Orzhov's construction unit outside of wurm season!"

Shizuka glimpsed one of Mokuzai's guests, Draven, as mokuzai opened the door to step out. She grimaced. Mokuzai wouldn't be pleased that she had been seen in such a state. When her tears had ceased she went to a mirror on the wall and touched up her smeared make-up. Shizuka was mad at everyone involved in this situation, she was mad at Draven, who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was mad at Mokuzai, barely comforting her and leaving her to clean herself up. She was mad at herself, she had let her overflowing emotions get the better of her.
When her make-up looked new and fresh, she gathered herself, folded her arms into the sleeves of her kimono and stepped out of the study. She walked to Mokuzai and stood beside him. She nodded at Draven and gave the most sincere smile of apology she could muster. She infused the smile with a small spell, assuring Draven that all was well.

Mokuzai nodded to Shizuka as she stepped out. He was glad she had regained her composure. Mokuzai nodded to her, when she came up beside her he reached out an hand and touched the back of her's lightly, as if by accident. the contact enabled him to form a mental link between them. Mokuzai was terrible at mind magic, but having lived at Minamo, he had picked things up here and there.
are you alright?
He asked through the link. He was worried about her, he knew he had been brusque with her and he didn't want o give the impression that he didn't care.
Draven looked at him patiently,
"Well? I would like to watch this spell. I am always eager to learn."
Mokuzai prodded, inviting Draven to cast.

Mokuzai had initiated a mental link! She was so exited she could have kissed him again. But instead, she simply absolved him and took his hand in hers.
Shizuka watched the spell with growing apprehension. From what she had seen of Draven, he was alright, but now she knew why Mokuzai didn't trust him. She was thankful when she felt Mokuzai's protective auras spread out to encompass her as well.
When the spell was done, Shizuka clapped respectfully. The spell was large and mana intensive. The portal took up a lot of space too, truthfully, it was an ugly portal. It was green magic's desperate attempt to copy what blue magic accomplishes with half the effort.
When Shizuka saw Arihelia, she smiled and waved. She hadn't had much contact with the only other female of the group and she was eager to hear what she had to say. Naya was such a beautiful plane, wild and untamed perhaps, but beautiful.

As Draven returned to his new home through the portal, he was greeted by the sight of a still growing home. The whole of the place was now vibrant with the life of a rainforest as many winged animals have taken residents in the rafters.
The room was alight with the glow of illuminating ord's, like that of giant lightning bugs. As he looked back the portal was firm and stable creating a large hole in the tree within the center of the room. He examines the new runes that where created by the spell as they drift across the bark of the tree. He sighs with a large sound of relief.."Well, at least I didn't lose my arm this time." His phrase is cut short by a shattering sound, which catches him by surprise. He looks inside his pouch to see that one of his artifacts had been destroyed. "Damn.. that was a good mana battery too." was all that he could think.

Draven goes to work gathering things from the shelves and packing away some materials to bring back to Mokuzai's tower. Coming across some items that seem to identify the original owners of this building, grabbing them he heads back to the portal and enters it.