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Reia watched Welkins fight closely, noticing he was extremely fast. His skills were pretty impressive, but just like herself everyone could improve. Eventually the fight ended with a win for Welkins, and he made his way back over to the rails. He didn't even seem out of breath, which was astonishing. Reia didn't have that type of speed. But what she lacked in speed, she gained in spiritual intuition. Though to the naked eye, she would seem harmless and weak. Welkins leans up and kissed her softly, and she stared at him. She didn't kiss him back, only because the instructor walked up moments later to congratulate Welkins on his win. He then looked to Reia and spoke gently, though with a light heart. "Hey new girl. You lucked out with this one."

Without missing a beat, Reia looked him dead in the eyes and spoke evenly, "She deserved it. That woman had it coming, I'm sure." Without responding, the instructor walked off. Since the rest of the class would be sparring the instructor, or Isara once she was better, Reia sat down on the bench and waited for Welkins to sit beside her. Once he was seated, she turned her body to face his slightly, slipping her heels back on. "Isara was spying on us last night, Welkins. I just thought you might want to know..." she said, her blue eyes on his hazel ones. "She also called me a tramp, and said she deserved to be with you, and that I don't." Reia sighed softly, letting her gaze fall onto her daggers which were placed in her lap now.
"I know sis. Mom is definitely harsh but this time if she pulls that shit you have to stand up to her. I will defend you to the death, you know that, but you have to demand respect if you want it. Although I don't even know why I am giving you advice when you clearly don't take it seriously." Jax spoke firmly to Ophelia, sounding annoyed. She obviously knew that her and Roxas had sex, and Ophelia's eyes lowered to the ground. She thought hard about what Jax had said about standing up to their mother, she waited because Jax continued. "That was mean. I'm sorry. I just hope you really thought about what I said before you did it, and you better have been safe. Also are you okay? You don't look so good. Almost a little pale? Well, paler than usual."

"I know I need to stand up to her. She hates me Jax, you know that. I'm not the daughter she wanted at all. At least you have magic abilities. But I'll try my best to stand up to her. Maybe Roxas being there will help me..." she said, avoiding the topic of sex all together. She really didn't want to get into it, but also knew Jax would pester her, "I love him Jax. That's what's important. And to be perfectly honest, no I don't feel well. I hadn't had the chance to tell you yet, and I still don't know when a good time would be, so I guess now is fine since we will be busy with this mission. But after my fight, I fell unconscious. And you know I haven't slept or been knocked out since I was changed. Either way, when I woke up at home, Roxas was there and I tried talking to him, but he couldn't hear me... And Jax... My soul wasn't in my body... I don't know what happened. But I could see a dark figure around Roxas, and one in the corner of my eye. I managed to get myself back, and wake myself up. But it scared the hell out of me. And after that, there were words on the mirror in the bathroom in Latin or something. But I ignored it because you weren't home, and I was scared..."

Her words spilled out quickly, in a low whisper because she could see in the distance the boys getting closer. She hoped Jax would have an answer as to what might be going on. Nothing really weird had happened since then though, so Ophelia figured everything was probably fine. Eventually the boys arrived and shortly after, so did the carriage that Jax had ordered.
Reia breathed out heavily, holding her daggers in one hand. She walked over to the rail and Welkins patched up her shoulder for her before pulling her up and over the rail. He winked at her, impressed with her fight. She still felt angry and wasn’t sure whether to tell him what isara said to her during the match. She really hoped isara would leave her alone now. All she could do about that though was wait and see. Welkins told her then that he had a date planned and her heart skipped.

Since Isara was down for a while, Welkins would be sparring the instructor. He was a big guy, and Reia’s eyes were focused on Welkins now. “Good luck!” She said, leaning to kiss his cheek softly for extra luck. She decided to wait to tell him what Isara said, not wanting to distract him.
Ophelia and the others made their way to the train and got on board, finding a private area to sit in and store their things for the trip. Ophelia’s thoughts were mostly to herself. She wasn’t wanting to see her mom at all, and feared what her father would say about Roxas. She looked out the window at the fast moving scenery. “They’re not going to like you. Hell, they barely like me.” She said, her voice tight and emotional. She turned her attention to Roxas, who was sitting beside her, and slid her hand into his tightly. At least she has friends to defend her this time, but she knew it wouldn’t stop the outrage that would happen.

“I’m excited for this mission. These werewolves have been wreaking havoc on the town for a long while now, but have gone undefeated according to the file. Hopefully we can slay these buggers!” She said this time to the group, to try and keep her mind off of everything.

After a few hours they arrived, and she waited for a minute alone with Jax. Once Jax was walking beside her, she grabbed a hold of her sister’s hand. “I’m really not feeling good about this. I don’t want to visit Mom...” she frowned and kept her bag and weapons close, her cloak snug at her throat.
Ophelia was pulled to Roxas’s side and she listened to her sister give a speech. She knew Jax would probably be anfair and giving leader, and she smiled at the thought of them all forming a group. She loved the idea and grinned a full smile. She put her cold hand on top of Morthos’s extra warm one and spoke gently, “I’m in. Let’s do this.”

She looked at each of them now, her eyes bright and excited. Finally something more than just mundane classes was going to happen in the guild. But what they didn’t know was this was going to bring on so much more chaos than expected.
Reia waited for what she knew was going to happen. Isara chose her to spar against first. She probably hoped she could injure Reia bad enough that she would be out of school for a few days. She looked at Isara carefully for the first time since she met her. She was a few inches taller, and weighed probably a good 40 lbs more than Reia. She knew this was going to be tough, but she figured she would be okay. At least she hoped. The entire class began to move and shift, grabbing their weapons and things before heading out towards the sparring ring. Reia walked slowly towards the area, taking in her new surroundings to try and find anything that might help her with an advantage. She looked down at her clothing, realizing that she wasn't quite wearing appropriate clothing to fight in and her eyebrow raised a little. She should have packed something better. She crinkled her nose and reached down to take her heels off at least.

Finally they reached the center of the ring, and the other students gathered around the edges, sitting and standing as they pleased to watch. Isara stood at the centre, her eyes completely focused on Reia. She held her weapon at her side, and Reia noticed as it glowed a soft blue. She must be able to use magic. Reia crinkled her nose and then let out a deep and slow sigh, trying to ground herself. Her bare feet pressed into the cool grass beneath her, and her pupils slit again, the way they had the night before. She could feel Isara's spirit through the ground, and suddenly her face lit up at the realization. She made sure not to change her expression though, and the instructor blew his whistle to begin the match. Without a moments hesitation, Isara moved towards Reia with immense speed. She swung the sword at Reia and she ducked down and to the side, the blade missing her by inches. Without waiting a second, Reia brought her daggers up and sliced the underside of Isara's arm that held her blade. She watched as Isara's expression turned angry, and she shifted so she was behind Isara.

Quickly though Isara turned around and swung her sword again, this time quicker. "What were you doing kissing Welkins last night, huh? I knew you were a tramp!" she spat angrily, and Reia's eyes widened, taken by surprised. Isara's blade nicked Reia's shoulder and she staggered backward slightly, wincing. "You were spying on me!" Reia said, feeling angry at the thought. It was none of this woman's damn business what she did. Now she was pissed. "You don't deserve to be with him! I do!" Isara said again. Reia let out a gentle growl and quickly reached up to push the hair strands back up into her bun. Her shoulder was bleeding steadily and she grabbed a tighter grip on her daggers. Easily she moved forward, beneath Isara's outstretched arms, and sliced right down along either side of Isara's ribs.

Isara winced and shouted out in pain, and Reia took her chance then. She could feel that Isara was scared, and Reia kicked out towards her. Her bare foot made contact with Isara's breast bone and she shoved her back, Isara's blade falling from her hand. A whistle was blown and the spar was over. "Back the fuck off bitch. Or next time it won't be so nice..." Reia said, staring at Isara intensely, pausing for a minute. "He doesn't want you."
Reia went through her first class fairly easily. Once it was time for weapons class she made her way there quickly, pushing the doors aside and stepping into the room. She had her book bag slung over one shoulder, and saw Welkins sitting in the same spot as yesterday. She went over to the empty seat and sat down, smiling softly at Welkins. She wondered for a moment if they'd be doing more practical learning, where they use their weapons of choice. She hoped they'd start doing that soon, there wasn't too much written into on each weapon available. Plus, she already knew everything she needed to about her daggers. She loved them a lot, but knew she would need to widen her range of weapons if she was going to be a good guild member. She figured she would at least need to learn to use a long ranged weapon. "Hi! I hope you slept well," she said gently, her eyes and tone gentle.

Quietly though in the back of her mind, she could feel someone walking toward the room. The doors swung open, and in walked Isara. Reia's eyes met hers and instantly the air in the room became thick and tense. Reia sighed softly, expecting that the day might not go so well now. She hadn't noticed Isara in the class the day before. As a matter of fact, she was positive she wasn't there yesterday. A slightly frown washed over Reia's face, and she wondered if Isara was so attached to Welkins that she found a way to join the class. But Isara didn't sit down in a seat. She stood at the front beside the instructor, and Reia's throat tightened. Finally the instructor spoke up, his voice rough. "Today we will be doing little practice spars with your weapons against Isara. I hope you all came prepared."

"Well fuck," Reia mumbled under her breath. She knew sparring wasn't meant to be deadly in the slightest, but was unsure what Isara would do once she was up against Reia. Reia reached into her book bag and took out her daggers. They shone brightly, looking sharp and lethal. She could still feel Isara's eyes on her, and she kept her gaze unwavering back.
Reia waved goodbye to Welkins and then went into her house, locking the door snugly behind her. She looked at the daggers which were on the table beside the door, and grabbed them. She felt really anxious, her senses heightened by the entire days encounters. She went and closed all the curtains and made her way to her bedroom. She shut and locked the door there as well, and placed her daggers on her bedside table. She didn't want to take a risk tonight. In a way she felt she was being overly paranoid, but something was just weird. Her cat like eyes shifted back to normal once she was in her room, and after pulling the duvet back and fixing the pillows, she changed into some pjs. She yawned softly and curled up in bed, falling asleep quickly.

Groaning many hours later, Reia was awoken by the sound of her alarm clock. She yawned and stretched out in her bed slightly before sitting up and looking around. Everything was still in place and seemed perfectly normal. She got dressed into a casual outfit, and grabbed her daggers, packing them into her bag along with her books. She was feeling off still, and decided she would figure out how to feel once she got to school and saw Welkins. Maybe he had a date planned already. That would be exciting. She smiled softly, fixing her hair into a simple messy bun. Finally she grabbed a quick bite and left the house, moving swiftly along the stream towards the guild building. She kept a hand on her bag the entire way there, just in case, but nothing happened.
Reia waited for Welkins' response, and he agreed to taking her out. She smiled softly as he shifted so their fingers were linked together. Once they arrived at her house, Welkins leaned forward and kissed Reia on the cheek. Suddenly, she could feel a pair of eyes on her back, and she turned to look over her shoulder quietly. Her smile faded as she gazed out into the houses and area behind her. She could feel other people in the houses and the general area, so was unable to pinpoint exactly who or what was looking at her, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Her eyes narrowed, and she breathed in slowly, shivering at the feeling of being watched. She shook the feeling off and then looked up at Welkins.

"Thank you for the wonderful night. I really enjoyed our time together. I can't wait to see you tomorrow," he said, looking down at her. She smiled softly again up at him, then leaned up onto her tip toes, giving him a small peck on the lips. "It was my pleasure," she said, turning to unlock her front door. Her hands were shaking just slightly, and she tried to rush a little, hoping Welkins wouldn't notice. She hoped that whatever it was that laid eyes on her, was just an animal from the woods, and not anything that would want to willingly hurt them.
Welkins reached down and grabbed Reia's hand. She didn't think much of it, but she stole a quick look at Welkins face. He looked deep in thought. "Reia I need to tell you something. I know we just met, but I think I've already started developing feelings for you. I know we don't know much about each other and I'm aware that it sounds crazy, but I just wanted to tell you. I Understand if you want nothing to do with me anymore, but for some reason I feel I can't keep anything from you." They were half way to her house. She looked at him again, this time her expression blank. Her heart was in her throat and she didn't know how to react right away. She breathed in slow and deep through her nose to try and calm herself down.

"I..." she started speaking, unsure though how to continue. She could tell there was a spark. She felt it right away, but she didn't want to be distracted from her schooling this quickly. Swiftly she tried to sort her emotions and feelings out. She did think he was very cute, he was an elf as well, and he seemed extremely nice. What was she gonna do? "I don't know if I should be distracting myself from my studies..." she finally said, "I just started..." her sentence trailed off again. She looked at Welkins again more closely, her hand was still in his and she didn't want to let it go. She wondered what would happen if she started seeing him. The worst that could really happen is she could get hurt, and her grades could suffer.

Reia chewed on the inside of her lip and then came to a conclusion. She took a step closer to him, standing almost right up against him. She knew that this life was new and she wanted to make the best of it. She wanted to keep every door open. "How about this... You take me on a date. And then we can see how it goes...?" Her eyes met his and they shone in the moonlight brightly, her pupils still slit and black, the blue more obvious this way.
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