I had that dream again...

Blink, blink.

The boat... that women.

There was knocking, a women walked into the adorned room.

"Princess. It is time to get up. You're going to be a bit busy today."
To the Princess' surprise, she saw the General of Alexandria herself in all her splendor coming to her wake.

The women was a tall Brunette with a metallic head band that covered her right eye, but she could clearly see her tanned complexion in the sunlight. Her hazel eye staring at her majesty, her eyebrow almost pencil thin to those of an architect, and her silky hair that curled inward towards her small chin,curling upwards on the ends at the back of her head,draping ever slightly past her shoulders, on her face, above her chin were her small and tender lips that curled into a smile.

"It's nice to see you this morning General Beatrix. Did mother send you?"

"No, I came on my own volition." She said as she placed one hand on her hip.
The draft from the window caused her blouse like shirt to slightly move around on her hips where it of course ended. Though her white blouse was more of a corset that was meant to hide her armor to her frame,yet split into a tailcoat,while still being a working jacket. To the ordinary individual, they'd only see her angelic grieves on her hands and feet that hugged closely to her, yet was bulky enough to act as a reliable defense, unlike her brown spandex pants.

"I'm guessing because it's my one day of the year?"

"You guessed correctly. I however thought it would be appropriate. The Queen's heath and what not. And... I brought you a set of clothes. A set to keep you warmer then that white dress."

Ah, the white dress. It hugged the princess all around, caressing her small yet tenderly voluptuous frame.

"May I see it?" her voice employed that of a more powerful Alexandrian accent; which could only be described as polite, yet imperious in a sense to which they could come off as condescending, even if unintentional.

"Certainly your highness." With that, Beatrix placed down an orange jumpsuit with a small pair of heeled leather shoes on The Princess' small round bronze table, it had two small chairs to accommodate it.

The princess moved her long silky black hair out of her face for the draft blew it to her eyes. Her lips curled into a genuinely happy smile. "I love it... Thank you..." she bowed her head in a form of thanks.

"I thought it would look dashing when I was in Lindblum, so I ordered one. Though cataloging... is still not really that conventional with all the numbers for produce and what not. Especially when we are just so used to saying ' I'd like roasted Chocobo on a spit. Garlic seasoning.' and not an abstract 'placement value' as they call it." Beatrix's smile unfolded as she had distaste for cataloging items.

"Though, you cannot expect each nation to be the same." The Princess chimed in as her hazel eyes looked in to Beatrix's.

Beatrix simply nodded. "I'll be by her majesty... also... you should not make a habit of making a mess of your room. You're not a child, you're a year from being twenty." She chuckled as she saw the Princess' dolls scattered on the floor.

To her dismay, it wasn't the Princess that caused this, but simply the draft of her window.
"Right... I'll be changing now." She said before politely bowing, in response, Beatrix saluted her by extending her right and and making an enclosed fist before walking out of the room.

That didn't come off as weird at all... The Princess raised her eyebrows before the door was even shut, though she understood the General was trying to be friendly to a fellow Alexandrian. She just felt the approach was a bit off.

She proceeded to shut her window; the window itself had a black frame to hold the glass in place. She pressed the lock latch in. She turned to her small dolls before placing them on her dresser, which was black, curvy at the legs, and wide in the center with golden handles.

She walked along her marble floor; it was reflective and could often see the frame of herself even if not perfect. Upon turning back to her window she looked out at the large lake around her kingdom,it went off into a landfall to a certain point. She untied the curtains and let them drape down, reducing the light from entering her chambers aside from her fireplace.

She threw a small log into the small kennel of fire; which did in turn add heat to the room and create a smaller amount of lighting. Adjacent from the fireplace was a full view mirror with a golden trim around the frame which met silver at the corners; at the top and bottom of the frame was a dove with a canary beside it.

The princess looked at her frame; which was that of a thin hour glass with the exception of tone aside from her arms, and of course thicker thighs. This frame was slightly athletic. Of course she wore only a small white gown that barely went past her waist by a few inches. Her bosom was concealed neatly with laces going over it. Her silky black hair draped past her waist.

Her brown eyes stared at the mirror for a moment to notice how ruffled at the top her hair was from sleeping. Her face was clean for the most part, aside from the dried sweat from her dream.
Hmm... I guess I'll bathe. If it's my birthday I may as well. Guest and all. she thought before walking to her dresser to retrieve clean undergarments as well as a towel.

She walked out of her room to see two figures waiting for her.
"The Royal bath is ready for you."
"Bath is ready for you it is."

The two figures were quite small and looked as if they were easily puntable through a window.
They wore striped clothing as well as steepled like shoes, had the classic draping jester like attire, the only difference between these obvious twins was one had red and white, while the other had blue and white.

"This way you must come!"
"Come this way you must!"

Ughhh... Why does mother keep Zorn and Thorn around...
She followed them down the marble halls.

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The Bar named Inari's Den was Modest establishment and had a comfortable air about it. It had no need for gimmicks and glitz, it was a homey and quiet place where good company, nice home-cooked food, and plenty of drink could be had. A Sign depicting a White Fox beckoning people inside adorned the surprisingly plain exterior of the building. Incense for Luck and Good Business burned at the entrance way, inviting in patrons and spirits to keep the place charged just how the owner liked it. The Floors were Hard Wood and Tables were low to the ground where cushions for seating a party could be found. Small lanterns with candles inside illuminated the bar with multi-colored "Fox Fire" lights. Toward the Back there was the Main Bar, where one could get drinks made personally by the Owner while behind the counter a few kitchen workers could prepare meals for customers if they requested them. Inari's Den had a Good Reputation, every so often though someone would come in for a time but they wouldn't come back out, No one comments on that though since People come and go all the time and The Grilled Meat they make is exquisite despite the Owner not revealing his secret recipe for the popular menu item. For all its Perks and Faults, Inari's Den is a rather comforting place that seems outside of the usual nonsense that has become the norm in Alexandria lately.

A male wearing a skintight Grey jumpsuit with with black and white shoes,a blue shirt with a grey and black jacket entered in a rather calm demeanor; an apathetic one no less. He proceeded to walk over to the Moogle that was the barkeep.

"Dinga-loo, dinga-lee, Hazlenut is what I be; dinga-lee, dinga-loo, if you're good, you're Hazlenut too." Spoke the Moogle in a rather deep voice. The fur of the Moogle was grey, and had yellow eyes, had a small black goatee. To most, he seemed very imp like, but to this guest, he seemed like another person.

"What can Hazelnut do for thee?"
"I need you to sign for this package and hand it directly to your boss. Surely you have the authority for this, correct?" The male spoke calmly, yet promptly as if he had places to be.

"Hazelnut can sign. But Hazelnut needs to hold the package fiiirst." The google made a sly grin.

The male place the plastic wrapped package on the counter, on the front of it, it said "Addressed to Hitori."

The Moogle was handed a clipboard and signed his name. "Hazelnut."
"Good. The name seems to have been spread quite massively on this paper. But... everything seems to be in order."

"Hazelnut wants to know what you are."
"Lumyian." He responded in a hushed tone.

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"Nobles of Treno, rigggght this way! Right this way!"
An Airship had landed; it was round and bulbous like that of a blimp, and twice as slow. On the inside it was a red-velvet like cabin. The seats were red cushions as well, typically the expensive kind you don't have drinks on.

"I say... 'I want to be your Canary' by lord Avon was quite the smash hit. I wonder how Tantalus will preform such a story into a play." Spoke a gaudy noble as the disembarked from the airship.

From the Noble's view, they could see the well paved stone streets of Alexandria. To the left, they could see the lake the castle was on, which was separated by a boat ride to keep just anyone from getting in.

The Roofs of the buildings consisted of red wood, most of which looked dated even for such a region that had been doing so well financially. Though most on the walkways didn't look of anything above low class, to which most of those scoffed at from the airship, yet said naught when disembarked.

The street ended at a booth for tickets to be checked, around the small ran down shack, there was an inn, a pub, weapons shop, and a florist. The line would be long to those in a hurry to get front row seats for the show.

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On The Prima Visa- and airship, Tantalus was waiting for their new hired employee to enter the drawing room. The rooms themselves were decorated with velvet linens, yet had old creaky doors with poor isolation; most could be breached easily. There were notes on the doors to what room was labeled as what.

"Luuuuc. Luuuuc. Where are ya'? Tha boys are waiting for ya'." A women called out.

To newcomers of Tantalus, the ship was best described as a luxurious countryside pirate ship that soars through the air, just with a theater attached.

Clack. Clack. Clack.

The sound of the gold tipped cane striking the wooden deck of the ship resounded over his simple steps. The man in the red cloak held his head high as he moved to disembark, a steady and simple pace. He didn't want to rush, after all. He took in a view of the city from his higher perch. It was just as he remembered... well, what he COULD remember of the richer area at least. After all his time spent away, grooming himself into this far more noble personage, it was time to truly put it to the test upon these pretty streets.

Clack. Clack. Clack.

His cane continued to make noise upon the smooth stones of the streets, his hat keeping his face swathed in slightest shadow thanks to the sun. He held a solid posture as he walked, his chin up, his cane in perfect timing with his steps. Looks were everything in a town like this. And he would be seen as noble. Assuredly.

But, he had trading to attend to whilst he was here. Even now he could feel the robes beneath his cloak weighed down with his various concoctions and rare so and so's. He'd just need to find someone to sell them to. The inn seemed like a good first stop. He'd need a place to stay after all and certainly had the Gil to pay for it. So, keeping his steady pace and keeping in time to the clack of his cane, he entered the inn.

A Long Silver Ribbon wrapped around the Lumyians foot, preventing him from leaving so soon, "Hazelenut why didn't you tell me we have company." A tall Kumiho man with white hair and robes with a Mermaid pattern on them said as he emerged from one of the back rooms, he had the other end of the Ribbon wrapped around his left hand.

His turquoise gem embedded into his forehead glinted in the light as he smiled, "I apologize for the Ribbon; it's not often I receive guests baring gifts, let alone one that has the Fragrance of the Moon on them, I had to come and see if you what I thought you were before you left. I hope Hazelnut wasn't too rude, he's a dedicated worker though." He took the package from Hazelnut, opening it and removing an Opal and a Ticket.

"Such a Pretty Gemstone, this ticket, what's it to?" he asked kindly, not letting his guest leave until he received an answer.

"I didn't know the moon had a scent..." he responded sarcastically. His crescent eyes from the door, to the Kumiho.
His eyes appeared rather cold as his rather bouncy hair was out of the way of his face with his rather swift movement. His hazel green eyes looking onto the tall man.

"If you can read, you can see what it's for. And secondly, you ordered that gem." The Lumyian waved his hand as he watch the ribbon burn to nothing; the fire was far more intense than what a Lumyian should be able to cast. His dark circles under his eyes possibly meant he was sickly, had lack of sun, or he was tired and pushed himself.

He quickly exhaled. "It's to ' I want to be your Canary' preformed by Tantalus. It will be..." He smirked a bit.
"Quite the explosive performance..."he simply walked out at this point.

"Daamn. Hazelnut sees fire in him." the Moogle's fur puffed up quite considerably like a cheap counterfeit plushie.

The Stranger headed over to the Inn, taking a seat in the lounge. The lounge itself was very basic, made of red wood, and had two sets if stairs, both of which lie parallel to each other.

The Kumiho flicked his tails as he dusted the ashes from his hand as he smirked, placing the Ticket in his pocket and melding the Opal into his Turquoise gem to give it glimmering rainbow inclusions, He watched as the stranger left.

"Wow....What a Catty Bitch." Hitori said playfully as he thought of what fun could be had. Of course an 'Explosive Performance' had to imply some sort of Chaos was about to happen at the dreadfully poorly written play that for some reason people lauded so much, Hitori honestly thought there were better plays written but he would go for this one, if anything just to see the look on Big Queenie's face when the shit hit the fan.

"Hazelnut I think I might be taking a Vacation for a while, could you do me a favor and take care of the Bar for me until I decide to return? You know how to run this place as good as I do and you know what to do with 'Unsavory Customers'." Hitori said with a Smirk implying that Hazelnut should make them 'sweet and tender' as they have done in the past with other Unsavory Customers, after all the Meat on the Menu is a popular item.

Dren approached the reception desk and bartered a room from the clerk, paying up front with a small helping of Gil. That'd at least give him a place to stay for the night. He moved and took a seat in the lounge to rest up a moment. It felt good to be back on solid ground, he thought as he sank into the armchair and rested his cane against it. This was the life...

One room over, Dren could hear someone speaking, there were two voices.

"What is your status?" Sounded a female, the voice was partially distorted.
"Deliveries were made." Responded a lispy voice.

"How many have your name there or seen your outfit?"
"Not one knows my name, Simply the 'Courier'. The Outfit is seems to draw no attention, and I've seen no Easterners. So I'm in the clear."

"Good... Have you contacted Tantalus?"
"No, that isn't my mission, I'm just making deliveries. And as far as I can see they will be here within three hours." The voice sighed.

The female chuckled. "How does IT function?"
"The suit works fine, flexible and capable. Though, I much rather be in standard uniform. But..."

"But we don't want the operation to be linked if something fails."
"Mame, I'm just a product tester. I don't need confidential information."

"True enough... Now get some rest. The air ship will take off an hour before Tantulus arrives. I will call you when all is ready. Over and out." The female seemed to go silent. There was a chiming sound. What was that...?
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In the castle.

The Princess had her long draping hair in a blue clip to keep it from going loose, she also held her mace- something given to her by her mother as a child. There was something odd about the grip, bit it felt fine in her hands, even if the ridges were odd to get used to.

"Mother..."
"Yes darling?"

As the Princess walked into her mother's chambers- She could see two tapestry like carpets in plain view of a pink rose surrounded by thrones with red boarders. Her mother had a thing for roses it would seem.

To the left was Queen Brahne sitting on cushions of a similar design. Brahne was a 39 year woman with pale, blue skin, large lips, and a bulbous, purple nose,amount of makeup, including blush and lipstick, and her face is covered in freckles. Her eyes are blacked out under a large domed golden helmet from which two blonde, bristly ponytails protrude from either side. She dresses extravagantly, wearing a long red coat with a feathered trim, a striped blouse, a long skirt with a golden sash, and a lot of jewelry. She even cared a red fan that had a rose pattern.

"I am curious what the surprise is you have for me. Xorn and Thorn told me to see you after I was done getting cleaned and fed.

"Remember your favorite play you used to recite with your father- bless his soul."
"I want to be your Canary?"
"That is the one." The queen's lips curled into a smile, as did the Princess'.
A single tear dropped from Garnet's face.

"Dear...?" The Queen tilted her head a bit in concern.
"I wish father was here is all. I miss seeing you smile more."

Brahne let out a sign with no recourse or rebuttal.
"I will not have my baby act as a baby. I shall see her smiling on her day of the year, even if it takes every knight of Pluto, or Alexandria's army to recite the play themselves. Now please. Be happy." Brahne placed her arm around her daughter as she stood up, she walked the Princess to the court yard where the roses bloomed.

"Garnet dear. Life ife like flowers,people. Everything starts from a tiny seed, an infant. Even in the most docile state everything is beautiful. You're beautiful like this garden..." She moved more over to a decaying boutique of flowers.

"Like flowers, people wither away and become nothing but a beautiful memory, and some can be ugly memories, like memories of the war stories. Your father was a beautiful memory, but we all must live in the present. Your father would have wanted that." She embraced her daughter into a hug before looking into her brown eyes and smiling.

"I'm so proud of the young women before me. And you should be proud of this nation. When I pass, I know everything will be in good hands. But that won't be for a while, and I'll be here with you. Now please, let's enjoy the evening." Brahne managed to get Garnet to smile.

Dren was intrigued as his ear picked up the pair of voices. Dren was not usually a nosy sort, but something about it just piqued his curiosity. Perhaps because it sounded like shady business? Either way, before he truly thought the idea through, he found himself rising from his seat and approaching the door he heard the voices stem from. He stood with his back facing the wall and leant over slightly, taking a slight glance into the room beyond. He'd only need a peek, then he'd duck back in again and continue listening. Of course, were he spotted, he'd think of some excuse. Surely they'd bow to his noble appearance and assume he was someone of importance.

Hitori had followed the Guest, it wasn't difficult; all he had to do was smell him out and Lumiyans were uncommon enough that he could track him relatively easily. It was when he found his quarry that he instead noticed he wasn't the only one there and made his form a little less conspicuous. He became one of those small dark fellows with the pointed hats that he found off-putting for the most part. The Disguise was nearly perfect, the only thing was he had large teal fox eyes instead of Gold orbs like the Black Mages typically have. He quietly walked up to the Other person who seemed to be eaves dropping on the Lumiyan.

"What are we Watching." He Whispered to the Other Spy as if he already knew him, casting a subtle beguilement of charm to make this other person less wary of why a random black mage is asking him such a question.

Dren's head spun to face him as he quickly backed up and cleared his throat. Great, he'd already been seen by someone. He cleared his throat quickly and held his cane tightly as he faced the stranger.

"Nothing whatsoever!" he said quickly. "I simply overheard voices and took a brief glance. I was not watching in the slightest." he scoffed at the black mage, though never questioning why he too was there. Right now he just needed to make sure he was fooled by his appearance.

Voices were heard from the stranger- He leaned against the door without making a sound.
Some upstanding people I see... Rather than call them out, he merely listened in a bit.

One of the voices sounded familiar- just masked a bit, and this bothered him. He was not one for being stalked or followed.
Hmm... Sounds like two yuppies speaking, except one seems spooked... I bet it was the radio conversation he was listening to... It has to be a "he" based on the voice. I can always rest later... But it would be amusing to unlock the door and sneak out the back window."WHERE DID HE GO!?" He internally chuckled as he was in thought analyzing the situation.

There was a small click on the door that could be heard by Hitori and Dren. It sounded like someone was about to exit, yet no one came out. To them it could seem like an invention.

Regardless if he chose to enter, he was already at street level- He had already left.

"Returning to extraction." The male spoke in his communication device.

"Alright. Over and out." A lady responded.

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In the Castle, there were several individuals giving gifts to the Princess, in which case some of them were rather plain dresses to unusual patterns that did not impress- but She no less expressed gratitude.

"It would have been nice if an Oracle arrived." A man in a grey and white garb walked forth- he had unusual metallic boots that were particularly spiky at toes. His hair was slicked back into curls- it could however be inferred his hair was normally spiked at a medium length.

"Sir Daironus, Judge under the Grandanian Throne and councilor of Foreign affairs. To what do we owe the pleasure?" Spoke the queen. She seemed rather surprised to see someone so far from the east to come on such a day as this. The princess however seemed uneasy based on how her eyes could not seem to fix onto him.

"My lady, I've come on behalf of the Throne, the councilmen and women, the good country, and it's people to formally wish a happy evening upon this fine Princess who is worthy of the Baton for this fine kingdom." He smirked as he held a sword, holding it in it's diamond sheathe.

Beatrix walked over casually as The Judge held it out to her, grasping it before taking it over to Princess Garnet.

"Quite a lovely sword..." Garnet mumbled, somewhat uneasy around weapons.
"Do not mistake it for an ornament. It is quite sharp, the general would be able to train you effectively. She who has slain over a hundred of the world's finest men in war." He smirked sharply.

"The legends are not as everyone always exaggerates them to be- Your grace." There was an uneasiness that projected off of Beatrix to this man.

"None the less. You're a powerful women. But I'm not here to just give a sword and a bow to everyone."

"You're here for an Oracle that does not show itself." The Queen interrupted.
"That is true, and quite perceptive. Truly a worthy -"

"Don't sit here and mock me and pretend I can't see through here you slave mongering man! Even if there was an Oracle here on such a day, no one would present one in your presence. You'd just have a crew of slavers waiting for when he or she leaves to take them back to your Lavish country. And I won't have that attitude in my kingdom. Trading materials in fine, but not trading lives." Brahms smile went into a sour expression that emanated a fierce aura.

"I... I see." The Judge seemed to be at a lack of words.

The Queen simply smiled. "Bow and be on your way."
The Judge somewhat rattled as he did just that.

"I'll not have my daughter be exposed to such a toxic society and way of living. No daughter of mine." Brahne exclaimed as he was out of ear shot.

"My lady. Tantalus should be arriving within the hour." Beatrix spoke as her working eye shifted from the doorway to the Queen.

"Hear that Garnet? The tension will be gone soon, and we can laugh and cry at a performance that truly is said to be worthy of praise."

"But mother, remember when critics praised ' Bogarat and the Lonely Man'?"
"We don't speak of that in any circumstance, ever..." The Queen frowned as if her face became a lemon at the thought of such an abhorrent performance. They however were expecting a grand one.

The Black Mage disguised Hitori shook his head with a Huff, "Well now that you were 'Not Watching' the Lumiyan is escaping." Hitori pushed Dren out of the way and made haste to catch up with the Lumiyan Guest, he had questions that needed answers and wanted to know what happened to the other Lumiyans. He also wanted to know what the hell they were speaking into and getting orders from since they clearly were not working alone.

It was then Hitori Caught a glimpse of the Lumiyan and shot forth one of his Steel Ribbons to pierce his Quarries Shoulder, "Not Getting away this time Moonchild."

Dren yelped as he was pushed aside and fell down onto his back. He got up with a slight growl, adjusting his crooked hat and watching the Black Mage rush after the individual he'd spied on. It didn't concern him, ultimately, he'd peeked out of mere curiosity. But considering how this fellow was reacting, it'd probably be a good idea to tell someone.

Dren made quick for the nearest town guard and informed him of what had occurred, pointing him toward where the pair had run off to.

There stood a tall knight in rusted armor, he had a rather masculine, yet tight face, a wide eyed fellow at that.
"WHAT!?" The Guard raised his voice, as if he himself was a form of a siren.

He listened to the ragamuffin. "A Blackmage is assaulting someone!? Point to the direction of where you saw this assailant head off to!"

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The Lumyian was hit on the shoulder, the ribbon somewhat sliced through and caused external bleeding.
"What...?" he spoke softly.

He burned the ribbon- melting it.
"You're really getting on my nerves you lanky freak..." He turned to the "blackmage".

"You might have fooled the others, but even I can see what you are without the Libra ring..."
He placed his hand on his wound, it flashing green, but once removed the bleeding was no more.

The Lumyian pulled out a set of Tonfas.

"Leave me alone. A job is a job, and 'this' isn't part of this." He seemed to somewhat bounce a bit as his legs somewhat hopped about, dancing really.



The Lumyian began casting, there was an elemental circuit under him that resembled a thunder bolt,it was ridged in design in the perfectly symmetrical ring, the caster sent a bolt flying from above.

"Please hit..." He spoke as the flashing purple bolt was descending.

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Meanwhile at the castle's throne room. A figure in Ebony robes made himself visible, most of his frame hidden.

"Hello." Spoke a lispy voice.

"And might I ask who has stepped foot in my kingdom?"
"You could call me a rare fortune teller."

Brahne smirked at the response, her lips curling oddly.
Garnet however somewhat tilted her head.

"My mother asked who you are, now I recommend you'd speak." She stood up, holding her gift from earlier.
"I spoke, even if it wasn't the response she wanted. As hair to the throne, I think you should be familiar with the idea of differing results, especially with such an untrained hand." The male spoke once again.

"But to the point your majesty... The future is subject to change..."
"A Lumyian." Beatrix spoke as she walked closer to the male. Observing as he crossed his arms.

"You don't have the form of a fighter, so it is safe to assume you're here on your own accord, one of non-violence."

The male turned his head to face the one eyed general. "That is a safe assumption. But you must take magic into consideration. But yeah, I'm not here for a fight. Even I know what is suicidal." He chuckled.

Brahne got a chuckle out of the scene between he and Beatrix.
"Well... We welcome you with open arms with such open honesty. But you may go on with the fortune, but there is no hurry."

"Unfortunately I have a schedule to keep, but I'll speak clearly as I can without dodging the point." He bowed his head, as did her majesty.

"As for this evening, there will be differing results as everyone plays a wheel of fate, but it is a matter of what cogs work in conjunction. As the judge works against you, and my kind, he also works for an absolute factor- control." He readjusted his stance a bit, leaning onto his left side a bit.

"There will be falling out due to trust between the nations, and Burmecia may fall..."

The Queen's eyes widen a bit, fanning herself a bit in a attempt not to make a outburst.

"Garnet... She will have a fun life..." he turned his head to the Princess.
"But there will be a period of uncertainty for everyone... be strong and endure..."

He bowed once again.

"But... Why does Burmecia fall!? And period of uncertainty!?" The princess spoke up.

"This is a trial everyone will have to face, and such events are subject to change, only few can make such a change of course. With that, I say have a happy birthday. And try not to get burned." He said before turning on his heel.

The air went stagnate as the stranger left.

"Your majesty..."
"Beatrix... we will deal with such matters as they come along. But it is something to ponder and discuss openly, but tonight we try to enjoy ourselves."

Beatrix bowed as he placed her hand upon her breast plate, a slight fist forming.
"You're dismissed."

Hitori Grinned and partially dropped his disguise to look like a malformed parody of a Black Mage, His Limbs lengthened and grew sharper while his face lengthened as well to have a roughly vulpine look to it peeking from beneath the pointed wide brim hat. With a lucky burst of Speed he was able to dance out of the electrical currents way. "Frisky are we?" He said with a menacingly playful growl. He withdrew a small Black Bar which extended into a long Scythe, with the Partial Black Mage disguise he had a crude semblance of a Scythe Wielding Scarecrow. The Blade of the Scythe began to glow with a Sickly Green light as it dripped with a Foul Poison.

Beneath the brim of his hat his Gem began to glow as it analyzed the abilities and equipment the Lumyian carried, a communicator and Stunner Device of some sort, Fire Magics, basic recon gear, and a Lumyian sized case of Arrogance. This was going to be absolutely delicious.

Hitori rushed at the Lumyian and Swung his blade fast, he wasn't aiming to kill immediately but he was going to make his prey wish they were dead. The Blade Grazes the Lumyian, if it dealt damage that would be wonderful but the Poison is the true Intention.

The Lumyian was grazed on the chest a bit, even if barely, there was a bit of blood running out of the flesh wound.
"You slag!" his voice somewhat deepened and contorted slightly as his shadow seemed to blame up a bit. The very air seemed warmer.

"Obey my command!" From his shadow rose a bestial creature that could only be described as a demon,curved horns protruded from it's head, curling upward, the very horns ebony shaded, yet scorched, as if the being forever burned ever more. The structure was quite masculine and large, it's large yellow eyes glaring at the one who attacked his summoner.

Before the attacker knew it, ebony claw held the blade of the scythe, a flaming claws nearing his chest, should he let go of the scythe, he may avoid a fatal blow. Should he stand his ground, he may be at a loss of his blood, it gushing from the razors of a lashing motion.

Hitori grinned wildly as the Demon Grabbed the blade of the scythe, Poison was already working its way into the summons and the Lumyians system so now it was time to call forth his own gambit, "Right where I want you. Rise from the Deep, It's time to play."

His Shadow Revealed his true form, his long tails began to writhe and flicker while the Shadows main body became more feminine and alien before rising in the form of a Beautiful Woman with long Wet Black hair, Slick Iridescent Skin that looked like it had never seen Sunlight, and in place of Legs were a Set of Long and Powerful Tentacles. The Summon parted her luscious lips to reveal several rows of terrifying needle-like teeth contorted into a hungry Grin. With a flicker of her Tentacles the Hand of the Rival Summon flew from the Blade and was drawn to the ground like tons of dead weight. Condensation from the Air began to quickly form on the Blade to cool down the white hot metal from the hand of the Fire being.

"Siren, Sing for Me." Hitori said in a giddy tone as His Summon began to unleash a Beautifully Destructive Sound toward the Lumyian and his summon.

The Lumyian was knocked down effectively, the being of flame dissipating into small gust of ashened wind...

The Lumyian held his chest, and sides as he tried to stand back up. Fortunately his summon took the siren's song rather than him taking it, though he felt considerably more weakened. "Leave me alone."

Status: Ifrit was knocked out. The Lumyian's Resistances reverted back to 75% per each elemental. Poison damage is fatal.

Under his feet, the magic circuit was radiating around him, like before, it was a thunderbolt shape, but rather than descending down, it launched forward in a erratic attempt to incapacitate the Siren.

The Siren saw this and used Water Magic to try and Short Circuit the Device, while Hitori was thankfully able to avoid the shock his Summon wasn't as Lucky and shattered into Water and a Screaming female voice before disappearing entirely, the blast from her dissolution knocking back the Lumyian and disarming him. Hitori walked toward the Stunner Device, pressing his foot on top of it before shattering it.

"I hope you didn't think that would work, Siren just couldn't hold her corporeal form from the influx of electrical energy but she'll be back in due time. You on the other hand are fading rather quickly. The Poison that's coursing through your veins is a slow but powerful toxin that attacks the nervous system and organs. I apologize for the pain you must be feeling but I need one more thing out of you, just one more itsy-bitsy little thing." He was still in a partially disguised state as he walked toward the fallen lumyian, picking his up by the throat. "Let me see those eyes." His own Teal Eyes glowed menacingly as his Gem shimmered. He was able to glean bits of information. A Ship, A Show, A Princess and A Queen, Betrayal and Escape, Treason, Lumyians, the Souless Ones of Two Worlds, and Something Awful that would come in due course. Looks like things are finally getting interesting.

He Set the Lumyian down Gently, "Thank you for Sharing." With Kind rub of his claw like hand he was able to make the Poison Painless as it flooded his system with the Potent Toxin. "Rest now Moonchild, your Role in the Story is finally done."

Hitori returned to his Black Mage Disguise as the Life Faded from the Lumyian, He noticed the Lumyian had some rather nice things and took what he could. A Libra Ring, a Ruby, and a few weapons. He thought about taking the now destroyed remains of the Stunner but decided against it. He took the Communicator though and destroyed it. The Body though....the Kumiho reflected and thought in hindsight that perhaps killing the Lumyian wasn't the best idea, he had only intended to subdue and interrogate the Boy...what was his name? He reached into one of his pockets to find identification. "Alonso Delques Antionias, Codename: ADA." ......The Kumiho would never understand the pretentious naming schemes of the Lumyians but that wasn't the point. The Point was he had a Body on his hands because he allowed himself to go Berserk, ADA may have been a prissy delivery boy but he was dead and there was nothing that could be done about it, Hitori didn't have any Phoenix Downs and he didn't want to risk being attacked again anyways. Instead he did the Next best thing and used his Nature Based Magics to convert the body into Flowers and Creeping Vines. He Then Commanded the Plants to leave and Decorate the Outside, he may be a strange and heartless creature but he liked the idea of giving the poor boy new life after death in some form. With that he left out the window, taking on the Shape of a Young woman with a White Shawl and Bright Teal Eyes.