"I was raised by my mother, and who I thought was my father, but obviously, he wasn't. He was an exorcist, sent to watch over me, and I guess to help guide me. He must have loved me in even the smallest amount of ways, because he and our mother, I guess, died protecting me. I'm was working my shift at a book store, and someone, of something came searching for me. I came home, and...and...and..." Cassandra closed her eyes, which filled with tears, taking a few deep breaths to compose herself, "and found them dead. Another exorcist was waiting for me"

She looked over to her sword, which she had placed on her bed, sniffed "he told me what I was. And that I should always wear the glove, and never draw the blade" she looked back to Lorenzo. "I told him I'd become an exorcist and that nothing would stop me" 

 As he asked if he looked like their mother, she nodded, swallowing around a painful lump, reaching for the framed photo. "That's her" she said softly, handing it over to Lorenzo.

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Oliva watched, wary, as Reb faced the demon. Right then he just seemed like countless others before him-scared and out of his depth. Yet he still faced the demon, letting it bite him, letting not just his flesh be wounded but his spirit as well, to allow him to see the demon.

Even before Ren let the demon bite him, Jez, the Tamer of the exorcists watching, was already headin out to try and bring the demon under control. Oliva followed, and with more strength then she should have, pulled Ren out of danger, letting hayley, the doctor, bandage his wounded hand.