Alauric led Yve to the study, thankful that it at least wasn't in total ruin after the attack the other night. After she entered, he would close the door, "Its about the other seer," he said as he sat on the couch instead of going to his desk. He was tired and rather be a comfortable then serious. His books were though stranding in various places as he had left them there from earlier.
Yve followed behind him. As he closed the door behind them, he mentioned the Seer that was on her mind. With a slight nod of her head, she crossed her arms as she leaned against the back of one of the chairs, "Yes. Somethings not right, Alauric. That Seer shouldn't even be here. Whats worse is that they've seemingly been possessed by something and its coming towards us. The destruction this Seer has wrought makes me fearful. Either that is a very vengeful God possessing her, or its a very powerful God. The longer that possession lingers on, the harder its going to be to remove the God without killing the Seer."
Alauric listened to her, acknowledging her words. "I fear the very same thing," he said in agreement. "I haven't really been able to find any explanations for any of these occurrences. So you have plan, I take it," he asked curious of her ideas on the matter.
Yve gave him a small grin, her index finger tapping her arm gently as she looked up at him, "You wont like what I have in mind. Honestly, there's only one thing we can do, though. Im going after this Seer. If we let them rampage as they have any longer, we'll all be in trouble."
Alauric narrowed his eyes slightly, "You think we ought to let the kids fight," it was the worse thing he could think of, "without having been trained, without knowing their full potential." Alauric shook his head, "And now at the worst possible moment, when two are injured."
Little did the current people discussing the subject realize was that the Grey Knight was listening on their conversation and was actually on Alauric's side. Jonathan needed a Challenge for Pete's sake!!! But the other thing on his mind was this. "Sit and Spin!" The Ghost shouted as he swiveled in the desk chair.
"You miss understand, Alauric," she said, shaking her head, "I don't want them anywhere near this problem. I'm going after it. Myself and my Guardian. I wish to stop this Seer before they reach our vicinity. If its a vengeful or powerful God -or forbid it- both, they'll want to get rid of any obsticals. That includes our newest Seers, or worse yet, turn them into puppets on strings."
Alauric blinked and for a minute didn't say anything it was like he was processing her words slowly. "And you want my help," he said finally. He understood what she said, but then again he was thinking about who would protect the newest seers if the worst happened.
Damian was still "swiveling" in the chair listening to the Conversation. "If only these guys can hear me..This is a perfect opportunity For my Jonathan!"
Yve looked down, a small smile on her lips, "No. The best help you can give me is to look after them. I know we havent always seen eye to eye Alauric, but I trust you, I always have. Far more than someone else we both know. In anycase. Your home is safest for them. Your Guardian is strong as are you. I cant think of a better place. I leave after we are done here. Would you do me a favor? For old times sake?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
Alauric really wanted to say that he couldn't let her do this by herself, but he knew there was no arguing with the woman. "Anything," he responded
"Don't tell her. Not right away, anyway. Besides, if all goes as planned, Ill be back in a few days or so," with a sigh she pushed off the chair and stood, "If not... well. She likes peaches, and she stays up late at night. Shes terrible at her magic system, maybe you can do something about that. Her healing is good though, but it takes several hours to reset, so be sure she doesn't push it. Oh and shes clumsy, she always has been," Yve rambled a bit. She stopped and looked up at the ceiling for a long while, "Take care of her, would you?"
Alauric stood as Yve said those words, his own heart breaking a little. He went and stood next to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "I will take care of her, like she was one of my own, you take care of yourself."
A soft laugh fell from her as she took a deep breath. Nonchalantly, she reached up and brushed the edges of her eyes before looking up to him, "You should know by now. Ill be just fine," she walked to the door of the study, "See you." she said and slipped out quietly.
Damian had a look of Sadness about him, he slowly slunk away from the office glumly, wanting to not bring up mental images of his life. He wanted to tell Jonathan, but he had a feeling if he did, Jonathan would make the same mistakes he did. So he just plopped onto a couch in the lounge.
Alauric sighed as she left the room, and pondered both of the woman he had dealings with that day and couldn't help but think about how lucky that there were seers like those two out there. Grayson entered, "Alauric," but the seer shook his head. He wasn't in the mood even to talk to the guardian. Grayson nodded and left the room.
"One thing's for sure," he mumbled to himself, "Its going to get really crazy in this house."
Following Day
Kilia had fallen alseep, on her stomach, almost literally in the middle of the floor of the living room. She had been so tired after working on cleaning up the blonde boys injuries that when she left his room, she didnt even think to find a bed to sleep in. Actually, shed started up on the couch, but at some point had completely rolled off onto the floor and without a break in her deep slumber either. Had anyone been near her, they would hear the slight, bunny like snore that came from her as she lay sprawled on the floor.
Peter had almost literally cried himself to sleep. He was there sleeping with his back to the wall, his face smack on top of his knees, feet sticking out like sore thumbs. He couldn't help his sorry position. But if anything was gonna wake him up. It'll be purely accidental if anyone did the deed by stepping on his feet.
Jonathan, was in his meditating position and is doing his morning rituals. "The Star in the Sky has seven points of light. Verily we seek the virtues in each point for the better of mind, heart and soul. All were born in light, yet choose to go on either path. May many favor roads travel by few in this new day." sighing he stood up and wondered to himself about breakfast.
Routines in the house were going to have to be rearranged, however Grayson was up before dawn, despite having a few hours sleep. He had to make a mental list of things that needed to be accomplished. He was pondering the food situation as well, like would they have enough. It would probably be the first task he had to do. However today's breakfast was going to be simple
Alauric was also up in his study, trying to get some business done. He wanted certain things in order, for any unlikely reason.
Of all the sisters only Julianna was awake so far, she had gotten up do some exercises in one of the practices rooms. She wanted to check on her brother and the other person having seen Kilia sprawled on the living room floor though made her giggle. She looked in on her brother first, Leila was still there, having gotten in the bed with her brother at some point and was snuggled up against him. It was a good sign, because that meant he felt better, she closed the door and was on her way to the other door when she suddenly tripped and fell.
"What the hell," she said as she turned and saw Peter there.
Peter groaned and wiped his tear stained eyes whilst smacking his lips before opening his eyes. "What happened, who hit me..." He muttered slightly half asleep from whoever tripped over him. He looked around for whoever tripped over him so he could give an apology before seeing a flash of red hair. "Oh, Top o' The mornin." He said groggily.
"Top o' the mornin," she repeated like she couldn't believe he said that, "Who the hell sleeps in the middle of the hallway with their legs out so people can trip over them."
Peter looked at the girl confused. "Hallway...?" He rubbed his eyes and realized and he checked his eyes and gasps. "Don't look at me! I wasn't crying, or skulking like a pitiful Gingerbread Man who got his legs bit off!"
She gave him a 'what the hell look' "I don't care what you were doing...and I wasn't hated that version of the Gingerbread Man...um, just why were you doing it here is the question."
"My Seer is in past the door I'm next to. I did a number on the Lad who did it to him...punched him in his family and then his nose. Then I scared the idiot by dumping a bucket of tomato Juice on him and told him it was blood...hehehe and that the Dullahan was comin for him." Peter said with a half chuckle. "I could've done more to the fiend..."
Julianna just sat there pondering the other her first thought being that this house didn't need anymore weirdos. "You didn't actually answer my question," she said, "well I guess maybe you sort of did." She sighed, "Can you just sleep in bed like a normal person the next time. And I am glad someone got to take a little revenge on the person who did that to him."
Peter eyed the young woman oddly. "Right. Yeah, next time I won't be crying myself to sleep..." Peter muttered to himself. "But now that I'm fully awake I want to take a few punches of leftover aggression out on a trainin dummy...they're easy to help bash aggression out."
"True," she agreed, "that they are." She finally stood and made sure she didn't hurt herself in the fall, rug burns were the worst. "Upstairs, all the equipments already there." she said as she stood there for a second longer.
Peter smiled as he got up and stretched his legs and dusted the seat of his pants and walked towards the stairs to go up and to the training room. "Thanks Lass."
She shook her head slightly and continued to the others seers room. Her only intention was to peek in the door and go downstairs to help with breakfast.
Rethyn froze. There she was in the middle of the hallway. Taking in a worried breath he started again to walk down the hallway. He was just hoping she wasn't going to say anything as he would pass by. Reaching up to his head, Rethyn ajusted his hood a little by pulling it more up. It made him feel a little better.
"Better than what I expected." Rethyn thought to himself with relief. He was under the expression she'd knock him through a wall.
Jonathan walked down to the living room to check on Kilia. She had been sleeping in here after helping the other seer and he wanted to ensure she was alright. He looked at the way she slept and silently chuckled to himself. "Cute, very cute." He said to himself. He then walked over to her and knelt next to her and poked her on the shoulder. "Hey, sleepy head. Time for breakfast."
Her dream was about glorious rolling hills, a plate full of peaches and a motobike. Why the motobike was there she wasnt sure, but she had to touch it. That had been her goal for what seemed like hours. She ran to the shiny black vehicle, but never could reach it. Then, just as she was about to touch it, something hit her shoulder and she fell over. Highly disappointed, she got up and tried again. Outside of her dream, though, she muttered something incoherently and shifted ever so slightly.
Jonathan smiled and leaned to her ear and whispered. "Hey, Pinky, come on, it's morning." He said it very soft and sweet, to see if that caught her attention.
With a start, Kilia snapped awake. The only problem was, she sat straight up. The top of her head collided with something and she squeaked very loudly as her hands came up and clenched the top of her head, "Oow! Ow!" she moaned. Rocking back and forth she looked up at him, "Robin!!"
"Owch!!" He said whilst laughing and rubbing his head. "Well that woke ya up, I would've done something else otherwise." He chuckled as he said that.
"D-d-dont call me Pinky!!" She said, her face turning a brilliant pink color, which only defeated her claim, "T-thats forbidden! Off limits! No more! No... wait...." she paused, having finally registered the rest of what he said. Her face turned even more pink, or rather a nice shade of scarlet as her eyes widened, "S-something else?" her voice squeaked again. She couldn't contain it, with a sharp cry she quickly stood up and threw a pillow at him, "Robin!!" was all she could think to yell. As only one such as her self could possibly manage, Kilia suddenly switched gears with a gasp, "Oh my god! The other Seer!" She moaned to herself and clenched her hair tightly, "How could I have forgotten! Robin! Why didnt you wake me up!" she yelled as she ran about the living room before finally locating the Kitchen area. Grabbing a bowl and more cloths she began filling the bowl to go back to the boys room.
"Well I would've told ya we gotta do that if ya didn't throw a pillow at me..." He muttered as he got up and threw the pillow at the laughing Damian And quickly followed her.
"Typical lad got unaware of what he truly meant!" the Grey Knight said with a laugh in his heart.
All the noise in the house finally woke up Tristan, "That is all I need...one more girl." A tug on his arm told him he wasn't alone. Leila was signing so fast it got to be a little to much..."Hold on, slow down, I still feel like I got hit by a ton of bricks." She smiled, and began again, "Yeah I remember that part, Kilia healed me." Yet after hearing Tristan's nickname, she signed Pinky instead, well at least she could get away with it. Her next signs stopped his heart for a second. He didn't respond to her, but slipped from his bed, wincing slightly. He needed to see if it was true. Leila watched him go, yawning slightly and curled back into his bed, falling asleep again soon after.
He opened his door and looked out to see if anyone was in the hallway, pretty sure he would be scolded by someone for being up. He walked slowly to the guest room, but for a second was to nervous to even open the door.
"Tristan!" Kilia called as she came up behind him, "What are you doing? You shouldnt be up, you should be resting," she said though she wasnt truly scolding him like she normally would because she was far too worried about the blonde on the otherside of the door. Slipped up next to him, she reached out and opened the door so she could get inside. If it was one thing, being small like herself, she could easily move around other people. Without looking behind her, she went straight to the bed where the blonde was laying. The night before, shed been so tired that she hadnt cleaned up anything she had used. The bowl of red water still sat, the bowl with glass shards in it was right next to that and bloody bandages were in a pile. Kneeling down next to him, she removed the old cloth from his head and put a knew one. Standing up, she swiped open her magic system to perform the same spell she had used on Tristan to see all of his injuries.
Jonathan was rushing up the stairs to follow Kilia and make sure she was alright and ready to pull off another healing spell. He then headed directly through the open door with the boy Kilia healed earlier. "What are you doing up??" He asked as he was about to speed into the doorway.
Tristan didn't really want to answer either one of them, "I'm up just deal with it," now his attention was on the blond seer in the bed. He moved aside so Jonathan could enter.
Jonathan stops himself when he gets into the bedroom as he then went for the bowl of glass shards. "I wanna know what exactly this Glass was before it got onto the poor fella." He said to Kilia as he watched her prepare to use the Magic System.
Kilia shook her head a bit, "Doesnt matter to me, Robin. As long as there isnt anymore. I dont understand how he ended up like this to begin with," she muttered as she worked on the spell, "It wasnt a possession... was it?"
"According to What I heard from his Guardian, his own Brother attacked him." Jonathan replied as he examined a shard. "Huh, it was definitely a perfectly good crafted vase..." He then mumbled to himself about who would smash a perfectly good Vase.
Tristan looked like he was in shock hearing the other two talk. His own brother attacked him. He couldn't stand it anymore, as he finally walked into the room and sat in a chair that wasn't being used. He remained silent waiting on the two to leave
Rethyn had seemed to give his seer some space as the masked boy begun to almost patrol the house. Occasionally he'd come back just to find Tristan then run off again as quickly as he had showed up. He felt himself to be of more use this way anyways. Nobody would want to talk to him anyway.
Kilia finally finished the spell and dragged it off the pad. The blonde Seers entire frame glowed yellow. The majority of his body that was brighter than the rest was his chest where the obvious wounds were. There were bruises all along his ribs and face too though. With a sigh of relief, Kilia noted that nothing was broken, "Good," she said to herself and started on her next spell. Starting with the bruises, it took her about five minutes to create the spell and she dropped it over him. His body glowed green as his bruises began to heal. Kilia didn't wait for it to finish before starting the next spell though. The deep gashes were going to need a larger spell. Shaking her head she sighed, "Those are going to scar probably... I wish I could do more for that though. They're too deep," she dragged her fingers across the tablet, drawing out the spell. The green glow from her last cast slowly faded.
It took her a while, but she finally finished the spell and let it go over him. The wounds closed up slowly, leaving only small, jagged scars and a bit of red that stained his skin. With a sigh, Kilia leaned over for a moment. Reaching out, she brushed her her hand over his forehead after removing the cloth. The blonde stirred slightly at her touch. She smiled at him as he cracked open his eyes a bit, "Hey. Out of the woods now. Take it easy, no moving around, unlike someone," she said with a frown as she looked over to Tristan.
Tristan glanced up slightly but otherwise didn't say anything. He was trying not to show her any emotion that would make her worry anymore then she already did.
"Alright, come on Robin," she said, tugging at his arm, "Breakfast is calling and these two are hungry Im sure. Stay here, no one leave, Ill bring you food when its done," she ordered as she left the room with Robin in tow.
"Yes Kilia-whoa!" Jonathan felt himself being almost dragged down the stairs with her. He almost chuckled at her. "Alright let go you before you accidentally bruise my arm." he spoke with playful sarcasm at her.
"Flirt with her Sweet robin.....do it." Damian said as he spotted the two pass him, only to recieve a kick from Jonathan as he passed. "Ow!!! You stupid little ungrateful descendant! I want you to replace me but I also want you to continue the bloodline....."
Jonathan rolled his eyes as he let Kilia drag him the rest of the way.