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"Sure just let me find the my dustpan and i'll help in the mean time come in."
"Thank you." The weapon said, stepping in and looking around the new teacher's apartment. "By the way, my name is Kissue." She looked down at her hands, she almost forgot that she had sliced them up on the glass. The were bleeding quite a bit and she didn't want to get any blood on his floor.
"I may also need you to look at my hands and my leg, I got...a bit cut up." She added, wincing. She realized that she should probably inform Dante of where she was and her situation. Chewing on her lip, Kissue found a roll of paper towels and used some to wipe some blood off. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and sent a quick text to her partner telling him where she was and asking him to stop by as soon as possible; that there had been an incident. Her fingers were bleeding all over the phone and she stuffed it in her pocket as soon as the message was sent.
"Oh yeah don't touch the stack of books, they aren't appropriate for young eyes." Mr. Lost had added. Her attention was turned to the books and she was suddenly curious. She stepped toward the books, but minded the teacher's request and didn't touch them.
"Oh? What are they about?" She questioned, pursing her lips. They didn't appear different from most books, so she wondered what could be so bad that they couldn't be looked at by a student.