"Halloween has always been my favorite holiday. People won't notice how different you are if you pretend to talk to ghosts."
It had been a little over a week since the conversation at the diner. Kazehana and Tsukiyo had taken to different approaches in their training. Tsukiyo had Caspar teach her a few things, and read most of it through the books he let her borrow. To say she wasn't impressed would have been an understatement. One of the books he let her use had an extensive data collection of demons down to the very anatomy of most. Regardless, her training had gone fairly smoothly. She couldn't say the same for Kazehana though. She sighed as she tried to adjust the gown she was wearing. At her father's request, she and Kazehana were to appear as angels for the event.
She glanced at the gown, watching as the gold trimmings glistened underneath the pale light of the bathroom. She had to touch up her hair. One of the kids thought it funny to put a piece of gum in it, thus why she now had a few strands of hair missing. Pulling it out hadn't been the smartest move on her part, but regardless the deed was done. She smoothed out the wrinkles and placed the Laurel Wreath back on her head. Why she was wearing it, it was because of her father. It had nothing to do with angels really, but he thought it would make a better halo. She sighed softly as the click of the door shut behind her. Carlisle had been extremely quiet today, not even appearing before the Fuhen sisters.
This worried Tsukiyo a bit. He always made it a point and habit to annoy the older Fuhen sibling. She pushed the thought out of her mind as she turned down a corner, blinking a bit surprised when she noticed it was empty. How odd, where were the rest of the staff? A small fear bubbled up within Tsukiyo as she continued down the empty hall, the lights flickering softly in the process. Her pace quickened a bit before she pushed open the door to an exit, only to be confronted by a dead end. What was going on? She grew a bit frustrated as she turned around and went back the way she came from.
Finally, she was able to escape the labyrinth she had temporarily found herself in, however; she simultaneously found herself standing outside of the clinic, the bright moon hanging over head. She blinked owlishly as people walked by and waved at her. She waved hesitantly back as she sighed and slumped her shoulders. This night was turning out to be a bit weird for her standards. First, Carlisle was missing, and then that little maze she found herself in. Was she imagining that maze? She took a deep breath of the crisp night air and simply sat on the empty bench located by the front of the door.
Some fresh air was probably what she needed, however; she had this feeling in the back of her mind that tonight wouldn't be an ordinary night. Perhaps she should return back inside then. With that in mind, she pushed herself from the bench and re-entered the building. This time, she made sure to follow the signs to make it back to where Kazehana was sure to be waiting. Sure enough, her sister was there and had a look of confusion on her face. Tsuki smiled softly as she weaved through the crowd and made her way towards her sister's side.
"Sorry, I was in the bathroom and got lost on the way back," she stated as she sat next to her sister, pulling her gown up a bit so that she didn't step on the edges. Whether Kazehana believed her or not, Tsukiyo was telling the truth. Having practically grown up in the clinic, Tsukiyo should have known the building as well as the back of her hand, however; she did get lost. She smiled nervously as she turned her attention towards the staff as they conversed amongst themselves.