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Since Athena had decided to rummage through the bathroom, Adolf opened the door. He still wore the same suit from earlier. "Hello."

Not a pause. "No." But this did not surprise Adolf.

Adolf nodded. "I will. Now, go sleep." He made a shooing motion with one hand. He vaguely hoped he wasn't being too forward in this not-quite-demand, but felt it likely did not matter.

{{Wait... if we're skipping forward, how did Maggie ask Lin those questions before and just now respond to her a few hours later? LOL!}}

Lin shook her head. "No, that is alright, Maggie. I really do appreciate the gesture and the compliment, but I don't think even a spell could keep me alert right now."

She reached under her blouse and pulled out her shattered pendant. "My pendant is broken and I don't have my home's magical spring water close to me any longer. So, my normal ability to be able to stay away for many hours or days is weakening, as am I."

Adolf knocked on Athena's bathroom door. "Athena, we're not leaving tonight. Th--"

"What? Why?" She opened the door, immediately getting in his face.

He lifted an eyebrow. "You heard what. I was about to say why when you interrupted me." He always tried to make her behave just a little bit better...but he rarely succeeded.

She pouted. "So-rry." It was about as insincere as you can get.

Adolf sighed at her, but knew that that was going to be the best he'd get for now. "Your headmaster looks to need the rest, Athena. I suggest you let him get it, and get some yourself if you want to be as useful as you say you will be."

She glared at him, but conceded, as he knew she would, and he was forced out of the room to sleep outside. Not that he minded; he rather liked sleeping on the grass. It felt nice.

((Yep. But I think after this post, it'll be over.))

Maggie grimaced slightly after Lin turned back to her book. She honestly expected her elf friend to go back to her dorm. And, she just went back to reading.... Well, the day was young yet. Maggie would just skip her classes, and see if there was anyone willing to hang out with her.

Unlike Lin, no one would bat an eye at Maggie missing class, AGAIN.

"Well it's all good then, isn't it?" the fairy chirped. "See ya later!" She flitted off, leaving Lin's shoulder smelling distinctly of magnolia blooms.

((Moving on to the next day))

The following morning, the weather was just as bright and clear as it was the day before. Spring seemed to be in full working order today, many of the flowers in the garden Maggie so dutifully attended (instead of class) were bloomed, most of the trees had bright green leaves unfolding, big puffy white clouds were floating on by, and as the sunlight adamantly rose over the tops of the trees and into the windows of the east side of the building, Ialo hobbled around his quarters with an ice pack on the sprawling purple bruise on his ankle. Good news: the Headmaster naturally healed rather quickly. Bad news: Not as quickly as when he was tired and stressed, and just because he healed fast, didn't mean it hurt less. And now, thinking back, he couldn't figure out why he agreed to fight Alec, or why he suddenly changed his mind and let Athena come with him to find Danni.

Because. The Dragon's lone voice came in clear and confident. You realized somewhere that if the Ancients were horrible people, Danni would not associate herself with them, and you realized that Athena's young, but she packs a punch, and the big yokai will be coming along, to boot. You probably won't end up fighting the Ancients by any means, but you're hoping that it will be enough to prove that you're serious, at the very least, prove to Ambrose that Danni will be alright. You never doubted that.

The Dragon's voice came in so passively, that Ialo automatically assumed it was his own voice.

Now take a leaf out of Leaton's book, pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and remember what you learned when you went to MFHS. People aren't bad, they just want things.

Ialo sighed, and spread some papers across his desk. That would make him feel busy while he tried to find a second ice pack for his other leg.

The Dragon turned to the Human, Ialo now unable to hear them. You've been able to talk to him like that all this time, and you never used it? The Human shrugged. I don't have your way with words. Very nice speech by the way.

Thank you, I thought that last line up back in middle school, haven't gotten a chance to use it until now.

The Darkness snorted, but not with contempt. Ever since the Silverwings put the crystal in, none of them had been able to make any advances - last night's attempt failed horribly. No, the Darkness snorted because it was laughing at the other two. They evidently had been working together for a long time, and it was amusing to watch the Dragon and the Human banter back and forth.

Does that mean I'm not bad then, that I just want something?

You, we still don't know about.

Headmistress of Bai Ching, Arielle Krause, was worried. Lin Yin, one of her most promising and dedicated students, had not contacted her that Sunday as was customary for the elf to do. It had been a meeting that she looked forward to each week, and it disturbed her that Lin had broken it. This could not mean anything good. If she knew Lin--and she liked to believe she did--then she knew this as a fact, then she knew that even if Lin was on her death bed, the girl would make an effort to contact Arielle.

All of this led to one worried Headmistress coming all the way to Mystic Fountain High School to check up on a single student--though it was notable that she considered all of her students to be like her daughters. Walking right up to the building, she did not know where Lin would be, especially in this unpredictable state that she seemed to be in, so she decided that, perhaps, finding the Headmaster--Ialo Enlil--would be more beneficial.

She strode confidently into the building, and to the office where she knew that a responsible Headmaster would still be this early in the morning. Without pause, she lifted her hand and knocked upon his office door in a firm, but decidedly polite fashion.