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Nothing wrong...

That was what she'd done? Not quite one to believe, Eika toyed with her voodoo doll as she leaned over the balcony and sighed softly. She'd been quick to depart once Duncan had stepped off to give his debriefing to the Headmaster, self-control taking hold to keep her from performing anything stupid. With little else to do, she'd had her orbs circling around her as she looked into the magic that Syrus had used on her. Far above anything she has seen before...it would take practice to make use of what he had created to trap her, but...she would most likely manage. A bit of tinkering here and there would have a beam shot at an apple that Nom Nom provided and tossed into the air as a target. By her nature, it was a partial success on the first attempt. Half of the apple was invaded in a form of crystal...err...

While the other half had kissed it's sorry left self goodbye and been obliterated into literal ash.

Okay. She'd try that again later...A clearing of the throat and she shrugged as she looked up at one of her quartet, addressing attention to the eyeball that soon opened up and stared down at her inquisitively.

"...Is it true?..."

A churning beneath her feet ran a shiver up her spine as she slowly covered her eyes and took a deep breath. The eyeball within the orb would take a bright red hue as it began to dart around wildly, finally focusing in to allow Eika to see what the Guardian Force had foreseen whilst she had surrendered to the desperation of slumber.

Three graves.

Màriè Exoris Munashii.
Her mother.
Reigen Munashii.
Her father.
Tsurenai Munashii.
Her brother.

...And where was she?

Nowhere. Not where she should be. Mourning their loss.

Tears would fall from the crimson optics of hers as she finally lurched forward and the sight that Visionary gave her broke off. ...Too real to be a dream. Too late to be a mere possibility. All she could do was try her damnedest to keep the urging sobs silent and to bite back the nausea that followed in the wake of understanding that...

They were dead. Weren't they?

Not what she should have looked into before what could moreorless be called a dinner date with her Instructor, that was for sure. All she could do, as the small PuPu hopped up to begin wiping at her tears, was try to calm herself down and pick herself back up before he got here and saw a mess of the girl that'd mindlessly charged into an enemy- occupied tower to save his life.

She had an image to keep somewhere around that considerate fact now, didn't she?

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There'd been so many people stepping in and out that the Inugami's initial concern was soon drowned out by more chitchat, on top of a small twitch that had her standing on edge as she backed up a bit and took a seat -- legs crossed over each other as she watched the people buzz to and fro. So much going on...part of it actually made Exoris want to curl up and go hide back in the back room of the kitchen where she'd spent a horrific amount of time sulking in before Capello and Marie had coaxed her out.

...Oh. Then her attention was actually called for? A look akin to that of a confuzzled pup appeared on her face at the word placed before her name. Frau?...
"...Mate, what?...Oh. Ah. Cleaning supplies? I could just lick it up and be some with i- oh. Right right. Marie said no more of that for some reason...Alright, alright. Follow me. Viktor? Yep, I think I got that right. Lessgo.~"
And with that, she'd pop herself up in a jiffy, dusting off her skirt and the shoes underneath before taking hold of Viktor's hand and marching off with him in tow.

...now. Let's see...where were all those painful-smelling things Marie used? Oh, uh...kitchen...there was some kind of pantry for that, wasn't there?...Subtle tugs of the male who would hopefully be willing to let her drag him around would come with her sniffing through one of the doors before she opened it up and pointed in.
"AHA! MY ONE TRUE ENEMY! LYSOL! Here's the cleaning supplies. Uh...Marie usually uses the mop thingy and one of the sprays for most of the mess ups I make so...here we goooo..."

Picking up one of the mops and a bottle of the cleaning liquid, the poor girl looked hella awkward as she made a scowl and began dragging it out (nearly hitting herself in the face as she hoisted it up an upon her shoulder), and pointed back out to the main lobby.
"I have no idea how to use this but I'll learn right now! Let's go! I'll clean it up so you don't have to."
That was totally reassuring. Yes? Yep. Completely. Alright. Time to learn how to work a mop.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

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Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

I've had a hellish past few days. I'll post today. Promise.

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Uhm...sorry guys. I've had a hellish time these past few days. I'll try to get caught up quick and toss a post in to prove I'm still alive.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

I've been having a long, emotionally distressed time. So I'm sorry for not posting. I'll get to it tonight hopefully.

A School for Deities.

I SWEAR I AM ALIVE

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...What's that I smell?

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