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"Sorry i'm not really sure about all that it hasn't happened to me so i can't really give any advice on it. Sorry." Alkaid said but her next words sparked hope making her want to help cisseni more. she didn't have an eye for details so she easily missed the ring.

"Your right there." Nell said in an attempt to stand but of corse the spells dont fix things like torn tendons so she fell onto her good leg and hands. it was noteable that there wasn't a hole in the spot she was holding, just a nice new air hole in her but cheek. "Sorry i didn't see anyone really." she leaned off to her side seeing as she was going to be imoble for a good while, why not get comfortable.

*Squall staying out of sight of Elena walks back to the mansion as soon as she puts away the pearl. His brown bangs cover his eyes, and he goes straight in and up to his room, and lays on his bed putting both his hands under his head and looking at the ceiling.*

(Damnit Rinoa, where are you, you're worring me.)

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"Right..."

*With that M.Grieves starts running forward and just turns into trails and lines, as he lunges into an atmosphere non existent to count descib the speed he just used. Where into this movement he darted at M. Murder and slashed about four times, with each slash he pulled the trigger to his sword, and explosion formed coating his blade in a firey look, where as everything that came in contact with it would also be blown up in three different place as each blade would cut threw them and the explosion. As he finally came to a stop his hair was still violently moving from the movements that took place. His you could see the standing Nightmare fall apart and blow up from each of his arms head and hip line, from each seperate slash. His arms where slowly sliding off, along with his hip line and head, while the explosions took place you saw the body part violently fly in many different directions. While M.Grieves turns around to look at him he sees two hug flying fire balls heading almost as fast as he moved heading his way as he jumps out of the way just barely missing it his jacket is caught in the fire and he has to shake it out.*


*Using the break in the winds from his aura, he could feel Grieves coming out him by the change in the atmosphere he was already in. With that Murder moved so fast that it didn't ever seemed like he moved by the time Grieves was slashing him, leaving the illision that he was still standing there taking the slashes and the effects in them took place. Though the speed Grieves moved at was appauling, Murder was able to match it, but still got cut on his left arm that quickly cloterised from the heat of the explosion he dodged, and the fire coated sword Grieves is weilding. while his fake body was falling appeart while Blowing up, he aimed his two pistols at it where Grieves was at on the other side of the room, and took his red aura and from the ground up his left threw his torsa and then down his arms, you could see the aura move, and load into the guns. As he pulled the triggers, the hammer slammed back and forth, but the bullets and energy's shot out didn't even make a sound from the power and speed it contained, he was launched back, dragging his feet across the floor and trying to hold his balance from being pushed back violently from the blast while two large energy balls of exploding fire where shot at grieves threw his fake body, while it was blowing up and threw the explosions of Grieves gun blades fire. Once finally regaining balance, he instantly rebuilt his aura without a blink.*

Aerith looked up at her, her eyes said clearly she wasn't happy with her choice of joining the Turks. But, she was old enough to make her own choices and she wasn't exactly her true mother, just a sort of adoptive one much like her own adoptive mother took her in. "..I honestly don't think it will be a good mission. They never are...Just be careful. " Hearing the door open, she saw Squall enter the mansion, and silent as he always seemed to be, gone upstairs without a word to his room.

Cissnei sighed, standing up straight. "I won't tell..But who are you? I don't recall seeing you around. I'm Cissnei. " She said to her before reaching out her hand to attempt to give her hand up. "We should at least get you inside..You could catch a cold. "

"Um...You know, well...Since me and Cloud separated, and he's with Tifa and has Marlene and Denzel to care for, do you really see him as that figure of a father too? I'm just not sure how Tifa will feel about it..I mean I know we didn't make it something like a official adoption with papers, we brought you into the family that we thought we would be..I still see you like a daughter, but please don't be upset with Cloud if he's a little more distant. You're still family, no matter what." She said softly,she still had to tell Zack about that. It was no different then what Cloud and Tifa had done with Denzel, taking him in as there own..

"Experimental weapons? Why do I not like the sound of that...And don't worry.We Turks stick together, don't we?" She smiled faintly as she helped her up, setting her arm around her shoulder and her free hand resting at the girls back to keep her steady. From there she slowly took a few steps to the door, which thankfully was slightly opened. It didn't seem to close all the way. Kicking it open with her boot, Cissei walked back into the mansion and into the living room where she rested her onto another empty sofa near the closed windows. "Would you like something to drink?"

(( This is connected to the latest edit post I did in the Valley thread. So this is just here for whenever you see it. Lol. ))

While Squall laid there on his bed, and his eyes drifted to the ceiling, there at the very spot his icy blues rested he would see a soft very faint glow. That glow seemed to form into a small, floating object that slowly began to descend it's way down from the ceiling. It appeared to be the purest of a white feather, something he may even remember from some not so fond memories after there defeat of Ultimecia. As it floated down toward the man in the bed, a soft radiance seemed to flow around the feather. If he had touched it or caught it in his hand he would feel a gentle soothing warmth flow through his very body and heart.

Stella~

Stella became somewhat bewildered to the image of a mansion inside of a city such as Midgar. She paid little thought to the mention of other people, but as long as Noctis trusted them, then she would be delighted to see this mansion. The sound of a clap rung through the air when she collided her hands together at eye level. "A mansion, here? Oh my, but what about... " Her body shifted with her eyes that glanced back at the winged man. "Maybe... we should take him back with us. So he wouldn't be lonely." The worried woman ran to the winged man, bent to where their eyes met, and gave a warm-hearted smile. "Hello, there... sir, would you like to come with us?