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Ayden sat with Oliver, and watched for a while as more symbols took shape. These were in angelic dialect, and he only knew because of his classes last year, ones that Oliver and Lia helped him pass. Oliver had just joined the school last year,often was anti social. Its half of what drew Ayden to him. "So, Oliver, what are you writing? I still have trouble with angelic dialect. Not fluent in it, you know, being a demon and all." He chuckled, but Oliver remained silent, scribbling some more before stopping. It was sudden, but he turned to the door, his glazed eyes practically burning the door with how hard he was staring.

"Come on." He said, a bit rushed, taking Ayden's hand and practically running out the door. For a blind guy, he got around well, but Oliver had never been so urgent. Ever. Not last year when he was out of class for vision studies, not when he said something big was going to happen. Not ever, and when seers were urgent, it was something to be said. Ayden released Oliver's hand, and as they ran through the halls, Ayden grew concerned.

"What is wrong?" Ayden asked, but his question went unanswered. Then he saw it. The girl, she seemed tobe having a bit of a break down, and the way she was speaking... it was as if to a summoned. Lia would have been the better demon to have around, even Arik, but only because their parents were both summoned demons. Ayden's were not.

"I have to get find the others, check on them. Help her, I don't know how." Oliver admitted, but before Ayden could say anything, Oliver was off. Quickly, Ayden ran to the girl, and he placed his hands on her shoulders, holding them firmly, but not rough enough to hurt her.

"You need help? Tell me what to do." He said to her. Unlike most demons, Ayden was a gentle soul, but he was passionate and uncontrollable when angry. He was told it was why he was branded with fire, but he was clueless on what to do. He was essentially useless because he knew little to nothing about the summoned and how they came forward, but he knew it was bad news. He brought his hands to her biceps, trying to get her to look at him when it hit him. She was a special too. One of the witchy types, but not a witch. Oliver was a walking encyclopedia on the stuff, and it half explained the mental breakdown.

He managed to get himself to think a bit more clearly, and allowed his instincts to guide him. "Let's find you a place to sit down, and I am sure Oliver will be back with someone who can help you soon." He said, but as he began to guide her down the hall, he noted a seething Arik coming towards them.

"Oh, I will show her." He grumbled before he knocked into Ayden's shoulder, practically causing him to take the girl to the ground. Ayden felt it rise his anger.

"Damnit, Arik, watch it." He growled, his eyes blackening.

Arik turned his attention to him, and chuckled. "Oh, Ayden, a big bad branded think he can tell me what to do. Well news flash, you can't." He hissed, and he noticed Madelyn. "How suiting, a demon freak and a demon's slave."

Ayden lifted his hand and fire came up around Arik and slithered around him, and Arik hissed as it touched him. "Shut the fuck up, Arik. Unlike Lia, I won't give you a chance." He growled, and he saw Oliver, and almost immediately calmed, watching as Arik took off. Oliver walked over, approaching Madelyn. He tried to look at her, and put his hands to her forehead, seeing some dark blur there.

"Who do I need to get to help you? I realized, quickly, that I don't know who to go to. I see it." He said, and Ayden looked to them. "I have an idea... I could get Lia-"

"No. She will make things worse." Oliver hissed. He was oddly calm though, and he gave a gentle smile to her. "We will help you. Or try, I promise."

Silva looked to Luca and smiled before laughing. "No. She's hard to keep still when she's like this. She's a riot though!" She called up to him, but she watched Lia. She was losing herself in the beat and soon Lia tookoff her jacket and allowed it to levitate towards a table. When Luca had spoke to her, she ppurposely didn't say anything. Arik got under her skin because their fathers knew each other, and Arik was on the fast track to being a summoned himself. Lia knew why he father was too, but she never spoke of it because then it would give away too much of her. Way too much.

Then a form came behind her, and she smirked. Luca. He was going to be what took her mind off of everything for now, but she remained cautious as to what he was doing. He couldn't feed on her, especially if he knew the taste of pure demon blood. Which she was sure he did.

"Cut in? Doll, I have been waiting for you." She chuckled, though it was a cold sort of chuckle. It matched herwell. The music was nice, and it was appeasing her angelic half in a sense, but after a few minutes of dancing rather close to Luca she heard the music change. Lame. Slow. Song. She groaned a bit, but she noticed a rather steamed Arik entering. Why not just piss him off some more? Arik had always hated Luca, not to mention Ayden, anyway, so this was perfect.

"I know it is lame, doll, but let's keep dancing." She said, spinning herself around to face Luca, she felt the breeze on her shoulders, that were now bare, and she looked into his eyes, the black flashing over hers briefly as her pendant dulled slightly. Her eyes often flashed black when she was in a mood for some mischief, a trait of her father's demonic roots as a branded demon gone summoned.

She leaned her head towards his ear and she whispered. "And after this, perhaps a walk is in order, a bit too crowded in here now." She moved back and looked to him before she felt something. It was odd, and a feeling all too familiar. Perhaps it was the liquor. Lia knew her an liquor were a chaotic mix because of her mental instability, and how it caused her to teeter towards the darker recesses of herself. And that was why she was here. To learn to control it because of what she was... she couldn't be bound like a summoned or hindered like a fallen... so she had to learn. The feeling distracted her enough to barely notice Arik there, babbling. She was ignoring him, and she whistled in an odd pitch, and two, rather large and strange dogs appeared, and Arik headed off, but it wasn't what she called them for.

"Rose, Lily, go find." She said, the two dogs disappearing into almost thin air before she turned to Luca, almost completely forgetting he was there before she backed away. "Sorry, doll, I have something to look into. Don't expect this to happen again soon, but I have to qdmit, it's been fun."

She headed off out of the ballroom, grabbing her jacket, and following her hounds.

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