Snippet #2629118

Autumn woke up happy enough. Though the past week had been troublesome, there wasn't much she could do about it. She kept up with her training and talked to others when she could. Still groggy, but fueled by good dreams and a desire for breakfast, she got ready with a smile on her face. She even decided to wear a lighter colored dress. Even if most of the lilac ensemble would be covered up by her cloak, it still made her happy to know she was wearing it. The only problem was that she couldn't find her cloak. It should have stood out, considering how large and heavy it was. Autumn flared her nostrils in frustration. She really didn't feel like freezing to death today. The chills from spirits taking heat were already settling in.

Wrapping herself in bedding, she sat down and tried to recall where she saw it last.

“m̙̮̬̰̈́̿̅ͅi͔͎͖͚̖ͯs̠͕̗̀̄ͩ͗̃̄si͖̺̠̬̳̟̭n̬̩̰͎͚͂͊ͣ̐͞g̖͊̀ͅ?͕̜̻͎̌̓̐ͦ́ .” A voice called out to her.

“My cloak. The warm one with lots of fur and details on it.”

“Don't you have more?”

“You mean the thin one or the one you and your friends scratched up in that big battle?”

“In my defense that was eighty percent cyclopean scratches.”

“Doesn’t excuse the twenty percent where your aim was so off you almost got me.”

“Sorry about that. It was a big fight. There was a lot to do.”

“I know, I’m just messing with you. I know you guys can't help it.” Autumn hopped off the large bed and grabbed her bag, rummaging through its contents in search of her cards. Hopefully, they could shed a bit of light on the situation. It'd been a while since she'd used her cards, after all. So often she would just ask the spirits for help. But today was a good day and she missed the little illustrations.

“I wanted to mention...” The spirit spoke timidly.

“Yeah?”

“About last night...”

“What about it?”

“I was talking to a few others and we all definitely saw something strange last night.

“Strange how?”

“Shadows.”

“That's not really anything new. I mean, some of you spirits manifest as shadow people right?” Autumn pursed her lips. The cards were gone.

“Not those kinds of shadows. They were living, in a way.”

“Like Xabier's shadows?”

“That's the problem. They were carrying something.”

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Autumn shivered under her thin black cloak, hood up and lips drawn into a scowl.

“Xabier...”

She scurried to his room, not wanting to waste any more time than necessary. She lightly knocked on the door, waiting for him to answer. Each second she grew colder and colder, teeth chattering and anger rising.

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Kit nodded, his hands still fixated on the ring. “I just hope we can protect them.”

”Fuck it”

Kit tensed. It was unusual to see Ryou so upset. Kit didn't really understand it, either. Then again, he never really understood the relationship between Ryou and Haru.

He stopped spinning his ring and focused his eyes on the wall. He really didn't understand what was going on between Ryou and Haru, but he understood that Ryou was his friend and that he was upset. As much as he wanted to console him, however, Nikita was already on the case. Kit lingered in the room for a while, tapping his ring as he wondered what he could do.