Camille Endora

Order of Galia

Reia looked at the table with the food and her stomach growled a little, and she laughed in response. She sat down and Welkins pushed her chair in like a true gentleman. She smiled again, and watched him sit down as well. "Honestly I think maybe talking about it might help. If I cry I'm sorry," she said gently. She waited for a moment until Welkins was done getting his food, and then she served some to herself as well. He took great care in ensuring that he made food she could eat. She took a bite and smiled gently. Once she was done the first bite, she began to speak.

"My mission was to help exorcise a Vampire woman. Simple enough. But the catch was that she was pregnant. And whether you knew or not, my affinity is for Spirit. So I was the only person they could get a hold of to help," She took another bite and waited while Welkins absorbed that info, then she continued. "I was to help a girl named Jax, and the Vampire, Ophelia is her sister. Either way... The baby didn't make it... I tried my best..." she said, looking at her plate gently, and breathing slowly through her nose. "I was escorted out by the priest before I could say anything to anyone, but I did see the father of the baby, and apologized to him... I feel I could have done better." She focused on the food again now, quiet while she ate some more. She looked up at Welkins after what felt like a long time, once she was sure she wouldn't cry, though her eyes stung a bit.

Order of Galia

A few hours later, Reia woke up from a deep sleep. She got up and fixed her hair and changed her outfit into something more appropriate for dinner time. She decided not to waste any time with heading over to Welkins. It was about 6:30 pm, and she yawned softly despite having just woken up. That mission took a lot out of her. She hadn't had to use her powers in full force for a long long time. Within a few minutes she was standing outside the front door of the cute little windmill, and the look of it in the coming night made her smile. She knocked three times on the solid door, and then waited. Once it was opened, she stepped inside. She moved so the door could close, then turned to face Welkins, and hugged him. Since she was so short, her arms wrapped around his waist, and her head rested against his chest slightly. Once she let go, she looked up at him.

"Hi. I'm sorry I left during class today. Kalona suggested I take a couple days to recover..." her voice trailed off slightly, but she still was smiling. She just had to come to accept that the death of the unborn child was not her fault. But that would take a while. She wanted to know how things with Welkins went once she left town. She felt a pang of guilt then, at what she had told him before getting onto the train. but she still stood behind what she said. She didn't believe in "love at first sight" or whatever people said. You had to get to know someone, truly, to love them. At least that's what she thought, and that's what made sense in her mind.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax asked where she had seen the Alpha and Beta wolves. She pointed to a spot close to the center of a bigger room of the building. It was mostly central, which seemed obvious since it would take longer to get to them if coming from the outside. Ophelia crinkled her nose a little at the thought. She was extremely fast, but so were Werewolves. "Honestly Jax, I'm not sure many of them will be worth keeping alive. The one I saw in the forest was completely passed the point of return. It made me sick. I do agree we should just put down the one's who refuse to come willingly. It'll be hard, but they'll either fight to the death or come from being scared."

She tilted her head to the side, taking a mental photograph of the blueprints, and the basement window she was told to use. Jax then mentioned that Ophelia's scent was strong, which she knew, especially to Werewolves. She let out a gentle laugh, and then her face became serious again, along with her tone. "I know. I think having Roxas with me will confuse them. If they're smart enough, they'll get whiffs of Vampire, Human, and Demon all in one. It'll probably but them all on edge enough to not be sure what to do. But we should be fast enough they won't get a good smell," she wanted to sigh, if she could. Instead her shoulders slouched forward. Dad had taught her lots and trained her well, luckily. Her mother on the other hand was a different story. Nothing was ever good enough for her when it came to Ophelia. Suddenly at the thought, and without control, Ophelia scoffed out loud, rolling her eyes. Seconds later she realized how odd that must seem, and apologized to Jax, "Sorry, not you."

Ophelia shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts and focus, and she smiled at the blueprints. "The plan sounds perfect. I know you're worried, Jax. But please try not to be. If anything, you can have faith in me, at least." Ophelia was serious about this. She wouldn't let her sister down no matter what it took. She always worked with her, and worked with her well. And two boys were not going to change that now. "I promise." Before Jax responded, Ophelia glanced at her phone to check the time. It was getting late, and they would need to get a head start on this the next day. She needed to go feed, and Jax needed to sleep soon. "If you want, you can get some sleep? You're going to need it tomorrow."

Once Ophelia looked up from her phone though, Jax was passed out on her bed. Ophelia grabbed the booked and the blueprint and placed them on the small desk nearby, tucking Jax in. She knew her sister was exhausted, and instantly her mood dipped once she was alone. She decided to head down to the hotel bar, hoping they would have a supply of just straight blood. Lots of places just kept the laced blood when it came to bars or clubs or pubs, which was definitely not what she needed tonight. She slipped her cloak on and then left the room silently once she was sure Jax was completely passed out. The door clicked silently behind her, and Ophelia turned to double check it was locked,
the key in hand. Finally she arrived at the bar, and sat down, order two large pitchers of straight blood, which arrived to her looking pitch black, alongside a glass. She definitely didn't need the glass, but used it to be polite.

She downed both pitchers within a few minutes, and the bar tender simply stared at her for a second. "Mind your own..." Ophelia mumbled to him, though it was mostly a whisper and she didn't intend for him to hear her. If he did though, he ignored her. She could feel the blood doing it's thing in her body, and she instantly felt stronger and more alert. Maybe she'd take another little bit to go, for right before they left, to ensure she was at her peak. And as if the bartender heard her thought, he handed her another smaller pitcher of blood with a resealable lid and straw. Her head snapped up and she stared at him intensely for a moment, then smiled. "Thanks." He nodded and then turned his back to her. She decided to enjoy the alone time and the silence, but kept her ears alert for anything out of the ordinary.

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Reia watched as Welkins entered the room, and he waved back at her. He sat down, noting that she looked exhausted. He asked what happened, and she almost started crying right then and there. She lowered her head slightly so her forehead rested in her hands, and she breathed deep and slow to try and stay calm. "I'll tell you over dinner. It's not a topic for class," she said softly, her voice shaky. Welkins then took her hand and tried to comfort her. She clenched her teeth together to hold back tears and then cleared her throat. She almost felt the need to be excused from class, and she wanted to speak with Kalona as well. She wasn't sure though what class held today, and was willing to wait and see before she decided to stay or go.

So far it seemed they would just be working on written work, history of weapons, and other. That was something she could do later on in her own time. She stood up slowly from the table again and looked at Welkins. "I need to go speak with Master Kalona. I don't think I'll be returning to class though. Do you think you could take notes for me so I can get them from you later?" Reia leaned forward and kissed Welkins cheek quickly, her lips barely touching his skin. She left some of her paper on his desk so he could use it for notes, and then turned to leave the class. She smiled very faintly at the instructor, and he simply nodded and allowed her to leave.

On her way up to Kalona's office, she considered what she was going to say. There were many thoughts going through her mind, and before she knew it she was face to face with his office door. Before she could knock, the door swung open and she blinked slightly. "Come in Reia. We have much to talk about," Kalona said, an understanding smile spreading across his face. Reia nodded and stepped inside, Kalona closing the door behind her. She could feel him standing behind her for a moment, and his height made her feel inferior, but she was used to that. Kalona however, was intimidating in every aspect of the word.

Reia waited for Kalona to sit at his desk, and she took in the features of the room again, still amazed by how gorgeous it was. A gorgeous room, for a gorgeous being, she thought. She sat down in the chair on the other side of his desk, and curled her legs up slightly. "Congratulations on your first mission here. I trust things went well?" Kalona asked curiously, though Reia wasn't sure if he was asking because he already knew and wanted her opinion, or because he was genuinely curious how it went.

"Yes sir, things went as well as they could, I suppose. There was one casualty though. But I tried my best, and ensured the safety of Ophelia," she said, her voice sounding strained. She knew she didn't need to say much else about the situation. Kalona would understand. "I see. Well done. Sometimes you win, sometimes you don't. Either way I trust you will be a great asset to us here. I'm sure you've heard by now that we are setting up extra precautions due to Welkins spotting a possible spy. I can ensure you though, things will work out. Your payment will be in your account by noon today." he added. He looked at Reia with an intensity that she couldn't look away from. She noticed she was holding her breath, and breathed out slowly. Kalona's normal smile turned into one that was much more cheeky, a crooked half smile. Reia's eyes widened for a moment and then she managed to look away, shifting slightly in her seat.

"Master Kalona, was there anything else you wanted to speak to me about? Or should I get going to class?" Reia didn't mind his intensity, but she wasn't used to it really. Kalona stood up then from his desk and moved around to the front of it, leaning against it slightly, looking down at her. "Reia, your grades are fantastic. I'm sure after your time at SPA you could use a couple of days off of school. Take some time to recover, and come see me again when you feel better. I'll ensure I gather all of the things you've missed."

"Are you sure that's okay? I'm sure I can handle it," Reia tried to argue, but Kalona cut her off. "Enough. Now go home and get some rest, focus on yourself for a while..." Reia didn't bother trying to fight him on this. He was the Head Master after all, but the way he said the last bit of his sentence made her blush, whether it was meant that way or not. He handed her a note to give to her weaponry instructor. "Yes sir. Thank you," she said, a gentle smile playing across her lips. She got up, brushing off her outfit to keep it wrinkle free, and headed to the door. She could feel Kalona's eyes on her, and she pulled the heavy door back and stepped outside, closing it behind her. She let out a deep breath when she knew she was out of his eyesight, and shook herself out. What a weird interaction. She wanted to find Welkins and tell him she was being sent home. The conversation with Kalona didn't take any more than half an hour, so she figured he would still be in weaponry.

For some reason now, despite everything that had happened the day before, Reia's mood was lifted after speaking with Kalona. She finally made her way to weaponry. Without knocking, she entered the room and walked over to Welkins, "I've been ordered to take a couple days off of school. Are we still on for dinner?" The blush was still apparent on her cheeks, and she waited for his response. When he finally responded, she brought the note from Kalona up to the front, handed it off and disappeared out the door, heading toward her house.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

"No problem. I set everything up so we can go over entry points. Before we get to that though. Did everything go alright? You seem slightly irritated." Jax spoke gently, and Ophelia could feel tension coming off of her sister. She held back a smile and looked at Jax. Her eyes then shifted from her face to the books and the map. She felt annoyed still, her mood on the verge of rude and blunt.

"I don't know. I told him that his bull with Ifrit constantly talking back and forth to him could cost us the mission. He doesn't think so, but I'm not so sure. I also told him that we need to restart this whole relationship and get to know each other, once we get back to SPA. I'm just frustrated with him. But no matter... Let's take a look at this map and figure out the best points of entry. What were you thinking?" Ophelia walked over to the bed and gazed at the map. She knew what the building looked like from the outside, but having the blueprint was even better. Jax was great at planning, so she figured with this combined information, things should go smoothly.

"There's a big where house door along the side of the building, but it was completely boarded up from what I could tell. What other places could we get in through? Should we try and be stealthy, or just burst in?" Ophelia was now in full mission planning mode, asking tons of questions right after one another. She waited for Jax to answer and looked up at her again expectantly, her eyes seemingly back to the blue grey everyone was used to.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia watched as Roxas stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Her eyes slowly gazed at his body and then went back to his face, and she chewed her lip slightly. He began to speak, but his voice was strained and she could tell he was upset. Her stomach tightened at the thought, instinctively wanting to console him. But instead of immediately moving toward him, she stayed where she was.

“I don’t understand what’s going on with you. You can’t keep talking to him, Roxas. It’s bad enough he’s even in there, you’re making it worse by responding. And you left before our conversation was over back there,” she said, her voice stern and she watched his face.

Roxas looked Ophelia in the eyes. He knew she was right, but this had been going on for close to ten years now. There wasn’t much he thought he could do right now if at all. “Listen. I know you are worried about me, but I’ll be okay. There’s nothing I can do about it right now. If I missed anything then you can tell me about it later. Please just don’t worry about this right now. We’ve got a mission to do.” There wasn’t much kick behind his words, but that didn’t matter to him. It was hard enough as it was to even talk about all this. Roxas just flashed a little smile and said, “Please don’t worry about me.”

She shifted, moving her hands to her hips and her eyebrow raised up slightly as she scoffed. “You have got to be joking, right? You realize that this bastard could completely screw our mission. You just act like he’s your friend or some shit like that. It’s ridiculous. I’m obviously going to worry!” Ophelia exclaimed. It was weird how far away from Roxas she felt in this moment, despite the bond. She was annoyed, stressed, and just wanted things to be “normal”. Whatever that was.

Water dripped down her skin and hair onto the floor beneath her, and she tried her best not to allow herself to get upset with him. She knew there was probably much more to what he was dealing with than he let on, but either way it was frustrating.

He knew he was going to piss her off if things went any further this way so he decided to stay calm instead of get worked up. She didn’t know much about what was going on so he couldn't blame her for all this. “Ophelia there’s much more to this than I’ve told you. We have a deal. I can use his powers for a limited amount of time during battle or just in general. The downside of that is I get to talk to him or hear him in my head every so often. Usually we don’t speak to each other. Actually it’s only been recently that he’s been talking more.” He decided to skip the fact about dying if he uses the powers for to long.

“I know you’re worried about the mission and I can promise you he can’t do anything to jeopardize it. His chains are too powerful to even think about trying anything.” He really didn’t want to make her mad right now or ever for that matter. This was unavoidable though. There wasn’t much he could do about the situation he was in with Ifrit.

Ophelia’s eyes were already fairly dark from being annoyed, and they just continued to get darker with each passing moment. She looked at Roxas in the eyes and stepped closer to him. “Maybe he won’t jeopardize the mission, but you might.” She paused a moment, knowing that would sting, but it was how she felt in the moment. By the time she was ready to break eye contact, her eyes were nearly black. She blinked a couple of times and they seemed to lighten back up again, and she stepped away from Roxas in the direction of the door. “Get some sleep, and please be ready for tomorrow, early.”

Roxas finally lost it. He was tired of everyone getting mad at him for something he couldn’t control. “You think I want this?” He snapped. “I hate every bit of this more than anyone could understand. I have the king of hell imprisoned in my body and there’s nothing I can do about it. You have any idea how many time I have thought about or even tried to kill myself because of this? I don’t get the freedom to choose if I hear him or not. The only good thing about this is that I get to use some sort of power and even then it’s limited.” The wasn’t going at all like he had wanted it to. “I am an abomination! I have no one who understands or even seems to care to understand. Everyone just gets angry at me and says ‘Oh just don’t talk to him, don’t let him in.’ I can’t do that!”

Roxas was on the verge of tears again and this time he wasn’t even going to try and stop them. He had been keeping this in for years now and finally it’s coming out. “I hate every fiber of myself and want this all to be over. I have been living with this for ten years Ophelia. Do you have any idea how that feels? If I die, he comes out and kills everyone. So I survive. I fight and get stronger. You think I’m going to have a tough time tomorrow? Maybe, but you’ll see I will win. I’ll probably get my ass handed to me at first and maybe I’ll almost die, but I will kill that werewolf one way or another.” He knew this probably sounded rude or mean, but he had no intention of it being that way. His voice softens again. “Ophelia I’m not trying to be mean I promise. I just can’t take you getting angry at me for something I can’t control. I’m sorry. If you want to leave for tonight then I understand… I love you.” Roxas starts to turn around to the bathroom again.

While Ophelia had her back to Roxas, he snapped at her. Her eyes narrowed and she let out a low growl, turning back around to face him. “Don’t be an asshole. You don’t get to treat me like garbage just because you’re having a hard time!” Her voice was rising with each word, and she curled her fingers into the palms of her hands angrily. “It was your choice to imprison him inside of you!” She was full on shouting now, and her stance was changing to one of defense, the crouch she had learned to take on when about to attack.

Though as she stared him down, his voice softened and he spoke more evenly. Her eyes were still dark, but she straightened up and took a more natural stance once again. She stepped forward toward Roxas, but he turned toward the bathroom again. She grabbed his wrist and turned him around so he faced her again, and she looked at him. Her eyes once again looked at his half naked body and then she began to speak. There was still tension in her voice, though. “When we get back after this mission, you will be taking me out on a date. And we are going to start this relationship over. The right way.”

Roxas looked down at Ophelia after she turned him around. “This wasn’t my choice…” He said softly. He didn’t want this conversation to continue anymore. It was hard enough to talk about what happened to him, but he wasn’t ready to say anything about his team. “I’m sorry.” He couldn’t think of anything else to say at this moment. He was happy that they’d be able to go on a date and maybe get to know each other better. After a short silence, he finally spoke up. “I’d like that.”

Ophelia simply looked at him and then made her way to the hotel room door again, “I have to go. Jax is waiting for me to go over more details of the plan. Get some rest, and I’ll see you tomorrow.” She smiled very faintly, her eyes grey again. She would need to feed somehow, but didn’t want to risk making Roxas more tired than he needed to be, so she would go to a bank or something else that she knew would be safe while everyone else slept. “Goodnight.” she said again, then closed the door behind her and disappeared into her own room.

“Sorry I’m late, Jax. Okay let’s see what we have.”

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Suddenly, before the discussion was over, Roxas said he had to go, and got up and left. Ophelia's brows furrowed together. She caught a glance from Jax, realizing by her expression that they both knew it was Ifrit. "I have faith that you guys will kick ass tomorrow. I don't know what's up with him but perhaps we can finish this discussion in the morning. It's been a long day and I'm sure we are all exhausted. Maybe go check on him before we head to bed? I would offer but he doesn't talk to me like he does with you. I'll meet you back at the room in fifteen and week can go over the maps then." Jax said, looking at Ophelia. Without a moment's hesitation, Ophelia moved towards Jax and gave her a hug. "I know it's easier said than done, but try not to worry. Everything will work out. I'll see you in a few minutes. Love you," she said, and got out of the hot tub.

Quickly she made her way to the boys' room, and opened the door. Just as the door shut behind her, Ophelia could hear Roxas shouting "Now get out of my head!" To anyone else, the sound would probably be muffled by the door closing as well as the obviousness of the water from the shower. But Ophelia could hear it clearly, and she frowned deeply, feeling uneasy. She pushed some wet strands of hair from her face and cleared her throat, squaring off her shoulders before moving to the bathroom and knocking on the door. "Roxas?" she said, unsure if he could hear her. Her voice was normally even and calm, but she could tell there was a hint of tension there now.

"Please come out here and talk to me," She said again, this time it wasn't so much a question than a request. She hoped that he would listen to what she had to say. She knew that Jax was concerned about the fact he still spoke with this demon who he supposedly hated. Why talk to him if he hated him? Ophelia tried to keep her mind focused, and waited.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia watched Jax move her arm, knowing exactly what she was doing and she stifled a laugh and hid her smile. This was time for serious talk, yet these two were fooling around. She paid close attention then to Morthos. He was concentrating for a few moments before a ring of fire surrounded the hot tub. It added an extra warmth and flare to the scene, and Ophelia knew very well this would work to keep the Werewolves contained. Pretty much no one liked fire, unless they were somehow immune to it. She wondered for a moment if Morthos was immune to fire. She smiled slightly at the thought, her fangs just barely touching her bottom lip.

"That will work perfectly, Morthos. Even a short amount of time inside that ring will be long enough to take care of those dogs. They're strong and fast, but I've dealt with them before. I think Roxas and I will be able to handle the Alpha and Beta, Jax. Don't worry about that. We won't let you down," she said, her tone straight to the point. There was no way Ophelia would let this mission fail. She wanted to ensure this group went back to SPA victorious. And working together with a well thought out plan, was the best way to make sure that would be accomplished. The real struggle here, will be meeting with their parents. A shudder moved down Ophelia's spine, and she shifted in her seat slightly, the water and bubbles moving around her to splash at her sudden jolt. Her mind shifted from the plan of action, to feeding. It was always on her mind, whether at the front or not. She would definitely need to feed tonight to ensure she had full strength tomorrow. Feeding tonight would allow herself to be at her peak, as well as everyone else having full rest.

Ophelia moved slightly, so that Roxas' arm was around her waist. She yawned, feeling tired despite not having to sleep.

Order of Galia

Reia slowly made her way to weaponry and sat at the back of class. She just really wanted the day to be over, or at least to eat or drink something that might give her her energy back. She covered her mouth slightly, hiding a yawn. She wasn't sure if Welkins would be coming to class today, knowing he had a lot on his plate. After a few minutes, she watched him walk in, and waved very slightly.

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"I have no idea what's going to happen but I just hope it won't be too bad. I cant stay long though would you like to come tonight and have dinner with me and we can catch up on the last day?" Welkins said, smiling again.

Reia could tell he didn't feel as happy as he was letting on though, and she tilted her head to the side slightly. She figured she wouldn't say anything in regards to that though, since she knew that he was probably extremely worried about this situation. He seemed to be very in tune with his job.

"Dinner sounds nice, I'll see you then." She smiled softly at him, hoping that her calmness would help relax him. Finally she stood up, despite being so much shorter than Welkins, so she could be more face to face. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek slightly, before turning to head to her classes. She would need to make up for the day before.