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{Continued from The Headmaster's Office}

"Well seeing how he is the principle of Ria High I always thought he would have a more reserved attitude." Tiffany took in thought of her own answer and then compared it to the mayhem that took place minutes ago.
"Then again, maybe it's because he's so quirky and out there that makes Ria High so successful."
Tiffany just laughed to herself a bit as she started to walk down the busy corridors of the main office. She didn't mean to make the whole conversation with Rayan gloomy, but maybe and Rayan and Tiff weren't all that different from one another.

Maybe he has a true means of coming back here as well. *sigh* Ria High...what type mystical powers do you have that brings back your students. Maybe this is sign of a greater power that has yet to be unleashed. A prophecy to protect this district from an evil that has yet to come. In any case...I guess I'll never fully understand why.

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Forestlake Mall. The most luxurious mall to stand tall on this planet. Kings and Queens themselves would happily grace the grandeur marble floors that placates themselves throughout the mall. Tiffany's heels clacked each time she took a step forward. She halted her position for a slight second to look around her whereabouts. Thousands of people decorated the spacious mall, talking and laughing amongst themselves as if they were in their own little world. Tiffany slightly grinned as she spun herself around to take a look at Rayan. His dirty ensemble clashed with the clean and pristine clothing that many of these mall shoppers were wearing. It would be no doubt that Rayan would stick out like a sore thumb and that many people would be talking and whispering amongst each other, but Rayan didn't seem like the person to care in such petty matters.

"This mall has quite a selection in men clothing specifically. We could go to a few if you like?"
Tiff turned her head to look at the almost never ending hallways of stores. it then occurred to her that Rayan probably didn't have any other extra clothing. It would be wise to buy a few extra clothing for him to at least last a week or so.
"You know it would also be good to buy extra clothing. Seeing how you might go on this 'trial' you might just rip and tear your new clothes all over again."
Tiff then spotted an appropriate place to start and started walking in the store's direction. Upon entering the store, many of the customers and workers stopped what they were doing and took a quick glance at the two. It was almost like second nature for them to do such an act. They quickly went on with their business as Tiff shuffled through the first clothing rack she could find.
"Seeing how you're a fighter, it would be suitable to find you some clothing that is comfortable to fight in."
Tiffany picked up shirts off the rack as she proceeded to the next clothing rack.
"Also we should probably buy you some nice formal clothing as well. You know, just in case you want to go somewhere nice for a change."
Picking up some more clothes Tiffany quickly averted her attention to another section, hoping Rayan would be able to keep up with her.
"And shoes too! You won't believe how wearing the appropriate shoes can complete a look."
Although it seemed like Tiff was picking out random clothing, she was actually picking out clothing that would suit Rayan. Right from the start Tiffany had already analyzed Rayan's clothing and envisioned what he would be wearing if it didn't have any holes or dirt on it. From there she envisioned suitable or similar clothing that would match Rayan's fashion sense. When it came to stuff like this Tiffany's brain worked like a computer. She could easily look at a shirt and be like "oh hey, that's the one!" and surely enough it would be a perfect match.

"Here, try these on."

Tiff handed the pile of clothing to Rayan which almost completely covered his face. Tiff then pushed Rayan from behind as she steered him towards the dressing the rooms.
"Out of the way coming through! Hobo in need of clothes, I repeat, hobo in need of clothes!' Tiff's shouts echoed throughout the store as many people stopped and stared. She wasn't trying to embarrass Rayan or anything, it was that Tiff was always seen as a tease.
After a while Tiff stopped pushing Rayan once they were close enough and started to walk beside him. There were questions that Tiff wanted to ask Rayan. She didn't know much about him but she did know that he had some kind of past with Ky, Kurai, and Rene.

"So you knew Ky, Kurai, and Rene right?" Tiff blurted out in slight hesitation.
"Did you guys grow up in the same town?"
Tiffany was quite afraid of asking this question. If he had said yes, then it was her old Majin brethren that destroyed the town. It was the reason why Ky hated her so much. Even to this day she never told Kurai and Rene what had happened. Though it wasn't like Tiffany was in the battle in the first place, she was too young to engage in such battles. Still, she couldn't help but feel a bit responsible.

"Tell me Rayan...When a person creates a sin so bad that the guilt pierces through them every night and day, the pain that they suffer so great that they must do everything in their power to repent for their sins. Do you think they could ever be forgiven...even from the ones that they hurt?"
Before Rayan could input his thoughts on the matter, they had arrived at an empty dressing room, waiting for its next customer.

Tiff couldn't help but take a good sigh of relief

Phew, well that's one burden off my chest

She noticed Rayan's stern position and wondered if her apparent emotions had been plastered all over her face. Tiff squinted for a moment before looking into Rayan's eyes. She was afraid he might be able to read her like a book. As Rayan gave his answer to her previous question, Tiff couldn't help but give out a friendly smile.

"Perhaps I've been locked up in the past for too long. Maybe it's best if we just forget about it and move along."
It was obvious Tiff didn't want to pry any further. She realized it was her own burden that she must overcome. Growing up, she was told that receiving help from others was a weakness. Ironic enough though it was Tiff herself who would gladly cut off her own limbs in order to help someone in need. However when it came to her own accords, she always found a way to handle it herself without others help. Without a sudden hesitation Tiffany quickly pushed Rayan into one of the dressing rooms and shut the door. She then began throwing the pile of clothes that he had stacked on a nearby bench over the dressing the room, telling Rayan to put them on. Quickly changing the subject, Tiff tried asking a question that was more directed towards Rayan.

"So the Obelisks? Do you have any idea what type of 'trial' you will have to face in order to pass? Obviously it won't be easy. Do you think you have what it takes to pass it?"
Tiff then sat down on the bench that was once piled up with clothes and placed her purse beside her.
"Also your time as a mercenary must have been interesting. I'm sure you must have fought some pretty formidable foes."
Tiffany looked on by as other people were passing her by. She brushed her platinum hair behind her ear as she leaned her back until it touched the wall behind her.

(short post is short)