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Raven was heading back out to her place, her lake. She thought that all her work today was pointless, and now she was pissed off, at that stupid ex-cloak. He's technically got a split personality, one minute he wants to kill us, next minute he loves us, and then he called me a bitch! Rage coursed through Raven's veins, she didn't get angry easily, but when she did, it clouded her judgement. He is going to pay, with his life. With that thought she stopped, looked around the forest, and changed her course. She headed to the one place she had been a few times, but the way there was like a splinter in her thoughts that never was removed. She knew it would be a while until she got there but it would be worth it. The Black Cloaks are going to enjoy this when they hear their friend has turned Graced. A grin appeared across her face, and she continued too the headquarters of the Black Cloaks, her feet carrying her as fast as she could, only dark thoughts filled her mind. I'm not on anyones side, I do what I want. Maybe that cute Black cloak boy will be there as well, might just drop in for a chat. With that a giggled filled the empty space around her, as the forest got thicker.

The sun had not yet settled in the sky giving the corridor and the adjoining rooms a cold atmosphere. She couldn’t believe she had been in that room for so long, she arrived at the inn fairly early in the evening. It was almost dawn now, which meant she had to come to a decision. Her losses in the city weren’t great if she was to leave. She would miss her dear friend Evan but at least he would be safe here, he wasn’t graced. Her parents had passed away a long time ago and the rest of her family didn’t know she was graced. She should leave and help other graced people. A small smile formed on her lips as she’d made her decision.
Her mind began to wander, where would she go? The one time she went out of the city she was only 3 years of age thus too young to remember any of it. Thinking about her past made her feel fond of the few memories she had with her family.

“Its no problem at all young miss” It made her feel relieved as he smiled at her, she didn’t want to be a burden to anyone. Luckily Gad was honest enough, his emotions felt true also. It was nice to see someone who didn’t try to hide their emotions behind a solid mask “I do not believe I caught your name......” He was cut off by the musician who stepped out of the room seemingly worried about something. “We’re going to have to somehow disguise ourselves if the Black cloaks are coming in here to look for Z” His name was....Z? just Z. Well her name wasn’t all that good either Lillian Louise which she made short to Lilly. It was alright she thought not too noticable. She figured she could always tell her name later as the music graced man seemed worried about the situation. She still had her small lace hat and parasol maybe she could use it as a disguise.

Gad had turned around slightly annoyed or at least she thought so “Do they have reason to look for anyone but Mr. Z? It was true what he said but they still had to be carefull with black cloaks. She’d ever encoutered one, but if she had she’d probably not be here anymore she shuddered at the thought. The shivers also seemed to come from the cold. She rubbed her bare arms gently while glancing at Gad and the musician. He continued but on a softer tone. “That is of, course, if you wish to travel young Miss”. She left the security of the wall and now stood in the middle of the corridor still rubbing her arms slowly. “Well......yes I’d like to go with Mr Z. She glanced up at the two graced man uncertainly.

Alex gave a little nod in agreement as Gad brought up the point that they were looking for Z, looking over to Lillian as she said she would go. "Alright then, I think I'm going to stay here, I've been safe during my stay so I would much prefer to stay somewhere that I am familiar with." He shrugged lightly and started walking down the corridor towards the inn. "If I see you guys again then we'll have to catch up sometime." He gave them a wave as he reached the door and he soon walked out into the inn. Alex was feeling like he had let them down, but he kept an at least semi-cheerful face on.

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Zion smiled as the girl approached him with her answer.
"I would like to join you, Mr. Z."

Zion was astounded that either of the two men had actually let her go, and the shocked expression was on his face.
"You sure you can trust an ex-Black Cloak like me?" And by the way, you can call me Zion. I'll abandon Z from now on...Holds memories I don't want to carry with me."

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Gad nodded at the music man as he left. “I wish you luck in your endeavours here, sir; and I hope you stay safe”. Gad was not surprised that the man had decided to stay; after all, why should someone leave on an uncertain adventure with a group of strangers when they feel perfectly safe where they are right now? Hopefully the mans instincts would prove him well and he would, indeed, stay safe.

Gad regarded the girl; she had made her decision. She was to go and, therefore, so was he. He wasn’t entirely sure why but he felt an odd need to stay with this girl for the time being; it could have been that she reminded him of a younger girl he used to look out for during his old days on the merchant caravans, that he didn’t trust the ex-black cloak to be left with her care or simply that his luck was telling him that this was the best way to go. He didn’t know. But, that didn’t matter: he was going.

“Then, if that is your decision young miss, I shall accompany you” he said to the girl cheerily, before saying to the man “I assume you have a plan of action, Mr Z?”

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\Lola could see that he was returning the stare, examining her eyes almost as intently as she was studying his. They were breathtaking, and she couldn't seem to take her eyes off of them. Was this how her parents felt when they looked at her? Lola would have to study their faces next time. They always seemed to avoid her eyes somehow, always finding something to be busy with, something they would have to focus on with 100% concentration. She had realized it before, and it had never bothered her 'till now. They loved her, she knew. But why wasn't she given the opportunity to go out with them? Were they afraid she was going to be looked down upon, or were they trying to save their own personal faces? It bothered her to think about it.

Time to focus back on Giotto, as he had opened his mouth.

And as he spoke, he began to move with grace Lola admired, the kind of grace she yearned for. She felt a slight longing to step closer, but she reigned it down. It was only a tiny desire, it could easily be tamed if Lola spotted it quickly enough. She smiled at Giotto as he told her of his grace. Dance, of course, she knew now. It was amazing. And she, Lola, who had never been out to a social gathering in all of her life, who had never even really hard of a waltz, was dancing as if she had been practicing for years and years. It was magic.

It was Giotto.

Lola widened her grin. "That's amazing!" She squeezed his hands automatically, out of excitement. "I can dance the waltz now," she murmured underneath her breath in awe, as she continued to step rhythmically with Giotto, perfectly in step. Beginning to hum, Lola smiled peacefully. She liked dancing already.

The music graced man had also made a decsion, for him not to join. He said his goodbys and left down the stairs to the inn. She looked after him ‘good luck’ she thought sadly.
She noticed that Mr. Z started to open the door he must have heard her when she said she would go. It couldn’t be read on his face but he was slightly more happy at least she thought so. She was really glad Sir Gad has decided to join, she was still slightly worried about everything. Even though the reasons for him joining weren’t very clear she was grateful he was so selfless. Maybe his grace was selflesness? Now.... how would that manifest itself. Maybe she could ask him in time, if he wouldn’t be bothered by that. Mr Z approached Gad and he gave her a questioning glance, “You sure you can trust an Ex Black Cloak like me?” “And by the way you can call me Zion, I’ll abandon Z from now on.......holds memories I don’t want to carry with me”

She knew what he meant her memories were locked away safely also. Uncertainty still lingered around her causing her to answer truthfully. “I...I’m not really sure about trusting anyone anymore” Some of her painful memories started to float back into her mind while remembering. Her face held a confident look “But I’ll still go of course”
Sir Gad had also made his decision and turned to us, “Then if that is your decision youg miss, I shall accompany you” He was cheerful in his tone. Her heterochromatic eyes sparkled a little because of the cheerfullness she felt with her grace.
He enquired to know if Zion had a plan of action for us to undertake, she waited patiently looking down the stairs.

Alex quickly dips his head back into the corridor before going completely. "My name is Alexander by the way, if you come back to this village I should still be playing my flute depending on how long you've been gone." He smiled and then left, still concerned about letting the girl leave with the other two, but he wasn't going to leave a place that he was so familiar with.

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Zion nods, stepping out of the room, swords attached to his waist.

"Alright, We need to get to my shack up in the hills as fast as possible. I have supplies there that will get us through a few days until we can make it to another city. I fear they've already sent someone after me...Miss...Have you ever thought about learning how to wield a sword? For protection purposes only?"

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To Giotto, of course this moment wasn't as magical to him since he could dance like this whenever he wanted. His gentle smile, however, did not waver as their dance continued. "You seem excited."he remarked, easily able to tell from her words and actions.

He couldn't think of a more appropriate pair of graced right now than the two of them; song and dance went together extremely well. Individually both talents were beautiful but together they blended and transformed into a marvelous performance that could please the ears and eyes of anyone.

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