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Alice Ember

"Fire isn't destruction... she's a divine light, that you hold in your hands. You must cater to her. If uncatered... she'll grow out of hand; out of control. Fire isn't destruction. Destructive are the people who don't cater to her."

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a character in “Ashes”, as played by Ruth Soul <3

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Ali, Em, Ema, Ace (preferred nickname)

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Female

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Bisexual

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Originals

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Seventeen

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Jet black

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Her eyes are mainly blue, though in certain lighting
can appear to be gray.

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100 lb

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5'0"

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Yukino Yukinoshita
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  • Fire.
  • Writing.
  • Poetry.
  • Silence.
  • Reading.
  • Riddles.
  • Chestnuts.
  • Playing Cards.
  • Drawing.
  • Being alone.
  • Camping.
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  • Wind. Oxygen fuels fire, so with each blast of wind, fire grows larger and stronger.
  • She's very observant. The tiniest things she will notice, and at times, they can help her solve the hardest of things.
  • Since she's rather obsessed with riddles, she's good at solving them herself. And of course, it helps her solve more than just riddles.
  • Ace has an advantage over ground; she can just burn every plant the disciple of ground happens to summon. But, every fire can be put out as well.
  • She's also immune to the cold.
  • And obviously, she's immune to burns, and because of this she has a slight resistance to electric energy.
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  • Water. She absolutely despises any form of water.
  • Loud noises.
  • When people call her Alice.
  • Bad poetry.
  • When people refer to fire as destruction.
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  • Water. Not only does she hate it, but whenever she's in water her strength is sapped, and feels rather sick. The longer she's exposed to water, the worse she feels.
  • Darkness. If powerful enough, it might be able to snuff out a fire-- at least, the light to one.
  • Her setting. Not only would a random fire stir the panic of the humans (and police), but she has a high risk of burning something down.
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  • Her greatest fear has to be water. To know there's a force that can snuff you and your only means of defense out in an instant is quite frightening.
  • Also, Ace is claustrophobic. She hates being confined, and she'll panic if she is for too long.
  • She's terrified of heights. Ace cannot stand being up high.
  • Ace is a bit insecure, so she's scared of social rejection, though she's never told anyone.
  • When under pressure, Ace crumbles like a cookie.




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Ace's power is focused on thermal energy; otherwise known as fire. Most see fire as a thing, just an element that can easily cause pain. Something to be cautious of. But Ace, on the other hand, sees fire as a soul. A living thing, that you must treat with respect. Those who do not respect fire... come out burned in the end, as Ace likes to put it.

Because Ace sees fire in such a... different way, she treats it in a peculiar way; not alike to how most would handle their power. First of all, over the years, Ace has learned to move like fire would. The way she maneuvers in battle actually looks as if she were dancing. She moves just as her fire would; agile and unforgiving, beautiful yet deadly. Most say she looks like she's dancing, and even when she isn't fighting, a lot would point out how elegant she looks. And usually, when she herself is fighting, there's always something --or someone, as she puts it-- fighting besides her: fire.

They move like partners in a dance. Divine yet painful when you are their target. She has terrible aim, so to attack she usually comes up close-- but not only is Ace hitting you, but as is the fiery figure right next to her. She can also have her 'partner' get close to someone while she stays farther back. But when Ace is next to her companion, as she hits you, she arms her knuckles with a fiery brace. That way, when she hits you, not only is Ace hitting you, but her knuckles are literally lined with fire. Though if you manage to hit her back, it will take her breath away. In fact, she can only take a few punches before gasping for breath.

Ace creates her "partner" by simply manipulating the thermal energy around her. If enough is 'melded' together, a fire is born. And since she can control thermal energy, not only can she warm someone up --or even give them a severe fever--, but she can take away someone's heat. In other words, she can freeze them. And she may do this to objects as well. Though, forcing or stealing thermal energy from other things, and especially living things, does prove rather difficult, unless the person is willing to give away their thermal energy... which most are not. And not only that, but succeeding in doing so would take a fair amount of energy out of her.

And since Ace can control fire, she can sedate one, though it takes much more effort than creating one. Not only does she have to separate the energy that's making up the fire, but she has to find somewhere to place it. A little fire would be easy to put out, though a large one would take lots of concentration and much more energy, though it does take a lot to get Ace weary... But seeing as fire is her main element, she's going to end up putting out a lot of large fires. Probably ones that she'd created herself.





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.:Charismatic:.
Ace has always had a way with words. Not only can she throw out long lasting and hurtful insults, but she can pull someone up from the dark depths of despair with just a few words. Few know why she's bothered to become so silver-tongued over the years. Most say she probably inherited it from a family member or was born with it, though in reality she taught herself to be this way. Since she's a bit insecure and has a fear of rejection, as small as it may be, she taught herself to be charismatic-- that way, she'd have an easier time getting approval.
"My reasoning for my, sprinkled, vocabulary is none of your concern."

.:Patient:.
She is also very patient; Ace can wait however long it may take. In fact, she doesn't mind waiting as much as most people, for she'll just entertain herself with her vast imagination. Boredom doesn't come easily to her, either, for she can easily entertain herself. And if she needs patience dealing with another person, she doesn't mind having to wait a while before she can actually get to the person (metaphorically, of course).
"I can wait all day... literally."

.:Elegant:.
Due to her fighting style, Ace has taken on quite an elegant posture and sometimes attitude. Some of this has to do with her charisma skills; which also make her seem more... exquisite. And even though her upright attitude and posture might be taken as vain in some cases, that is the opposite of her. She doesn't look down on anyone. In fact, in most cases she seeks approval, and she doesn't even realize how 'fancy' she's acting.
"I'm graceful? How so?"

.:Clever/Deliberate:.
Ace is very clever, somewhat due to her vast imagination. She comes up with several unique and original strategies and scenarios, and never misjudges the 'impossible'. In fact, since she knows she easily cracks under pressure, she tries to predict every move or tactic that could be used against her and counter it with her own ideas or techniques. This helps her in battle, though she'll still be at least a little bit panicked. In fact, she often makes mental notes in her head while battling; that way she can improve and eventually overpower her enemy with wit and fire.
"If you depend on nothing but brute force, you may win, but you will never improve."

.:Loyal:.
Ace is very loyal when it comes to her friends, and betrayal is simply out of the question, which makes it very hard for her at times like this. And not only is she loyal to her friends, but the Goddess as well. And she believes that it isn't in her place to interfere with the realm's political problems, and who is to say anyone will listen to them? Yes, eight random people with magical powers are trying to settle everything down. At least, that's the only approach she could see them having. And were people going to listen to them? No. Not in Ace's opinion. They'd just make things worse, and that's the last thing Ace wanted to do. And she was willing to fight for what she believed in... But to kill...
"To be loyal, one must stand side by side with their colleagues, and that is... until the end. And yet..."

.:Mellow:.
Ace has an overall mellow personality. Few things irritate her, and she can in fact take a few insults and hold her tongue --unless someone is insulting fire, that will ignite her, sometimes literally--. But she does take a disliking to those who can't keep their temper. She sees it as a weakness; something that gives others an edge. In her eyes, anger is something people feed off. Showing it simply means you're vulnerable.
"Anger is weakness. You would think that people would've learned this by now."

.:Cracks Under Pressure:.
Despite her mellow personality and wits, Ace cannot handle pressure. Even with all she does to prepare herself for battle, when it comes down to it, she will be overwhelmed by panic. Though she does try to work out tactics beforehand, half of the time she has trouble remembering them, though she does well hiding her worry, she's never been able to control it. She will be able to calm herself at the beginning of the battle, but if one thing goes wrong, she will indeed panic.
"This, I cannot--- I will not--- this isn't-- w-what do you expect me to do?"

.:Sensitive:.
Even though Ace is quite the master at holding her tongue, she often takes insults and crude remarks to heart. She'll doubt herself at times, and even stop fighting for a while because she becomes so discouraged. But with this discouragement comes determination-- in fact, she's constantly training to become better. She often studies techniques that famous fighters use and try to weave it into her own fighting style. Ace has never told anyone about her insecurities, and has never been an open book.
"Your petty words do not offend me."

.:Creative:.
Ace has always had quite the imagination. She's always loved the ideas of myths and even fairy tales, and she loves creating scenarios in her mind about the impossible or soon to come. In fact, it's not rare that she finds time alone to test these scenarios out, using figures she creates out of fire. In fact, she finds amusement from it. But due to her insecurities, she's never told anyone about her scenarios. She's always been afraid that she'd be rejected and treated like a child who enjoys playing dolls. Which, really, is true-- only the dolls are flaming. Literally.
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So begins...

Alice Ember's Story

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The book hit the floor with a loud thud, and along with it came a loud clap of thunder. Distaste and exhaustion was written all over Yvette's face as she stared at all the books she'd thrown at the floor. Each one she'd marked and read over at least three times before she let it hit the ground. None of them were useful. There were too many possibilities. Hundreds of books, thousands of pages, millions of options. How long had she been awake trying to narrow it down? They could've boosted their powers with almost anything. She was getting nowhere, and yet, she still looked for an answer.

Yvette popped yet another strawberry into her mouth. The others, regrettably, are smart. They would not challenge the four who agreed with Yvette without some kind of--- some kind of advantage. An edge. That much was obvious. But the question remained, what was in their favor? What gave them the upper hand? This, Yvette could not figure out. Out of all the books she read, she found at least one hundred possibilities. And what were the odds of her finding the right enhancement? Not high, that's for sure. But Yvette couldn't rest until she found it; until she knew what gave them such confidence.

When she reached for another strawberry, to her discontent, she soon found she'd eaten every last strawberry in the box. Yvette heaved a sigh when she saw an empty mug sitting right next to the anything but full plastic box that used to be overflowing with red, delicious strawberries. So not only had Yvette run out of her precious strawberries, but she'd run out of the one thing that had been keeping her awake--- coffee. She'd always had a caffeine addiction... It kept her going through nights like these.

As Yvette hopped off of her bed and took a few seconds to stretch, her thoughts wandered to a different subject. Namely, how quiet it was in the room. In fact, this silence happened to be getting on her nerves. It was too silent. Her room was too vacant. Yvette, quite uncomfortable, snatched the mug off of her nightstand and made her way out of the room, tugging on the hem of her sleeve, slowly tearing apart the fabric. Speaking of attire, Yvette was wearing what she usually wore to sleep; a pair of loosely fitting gray sweatpants that she found most comfortable, and a purple knit sweater. Though, one sleeve is shorter than the other, due to Yvette's unintentional dismantle of the sweater-- it was just a nervous habit Yvette had; fiddling with the hem of her sweater until it began to rip itself apart.

"What time is it?" Yvette suddenly murmured. Surely, it can't be that late, she thought. "It has to be somewhere... somewhere around eleven at night, right? Maybe even midnight."

The more she talked to herself, the more she eased her panic. She could never stand silence, or being alone. And on that note, she thought, where is everyone? Well, they're in their rooms, of course. At least, the four she still called allies were. The other three disciples... she didn't have a clue. After they split up, so far, there hasn't been much news. In fact, they'd only split up about a week ago... after the fight, things had been pretty silent between the two groups. Though the tension is always there, even when they aren't present.

But, speaking of the other disciples... they were talking about them last night. Everyone seemed to agree that there was no way the others would challenge them without some kind of edge. So, Yvette volunteered to try and narrow down the options. But of course, that wasn't working out so well. It's not like she had any hints to lay the tracks with. There were thousands of possibilities...

But that didn't mean she wasn't going to give up. She wasn't going to stop until she read every book about enhancements as she could possibly find. As Yvette made her way to the kitchen, she scowled at the new environment. Due to what some would call security issues, the five of them switched living quarters. If the other three were willing to fight this out... It wouldn't exactly be a good thing if they knew where the five lived.

Having entered the kitchen and started up the coffee machine, Yvette opened the door to the refrigerator-- only to find there were no strawberries left. She stared at the fridge for a while, her thoughts not on food but the other disciples...

She still couldn't believe they had left them... After an array of hurtful words and nasty burns, Yvette was actually left quite sorrowful... And regarding the disciples, they were a subject she just couldn't get out of her mind. Slightly dismayed and distracted due to her lack of strawberries, she began to connect the two subjects. Just as the strawberries were, after what seemed like barely an hour of debating, the others were simply... gone.






[COMMENCE POSTING! Also, quick side note here, with this post my main goal was to set the scene for everyone else. ((The time is supposed to be six in the morning. Our friend Yvette here pulled an all-nighter. Also, winter is supposed to be around the corner, so the cold weather is approaching... Just something to keep in mind. And as you might have caught, there is indeed a thunderstorm outside, supposedly caused by Yvette.)) Anyway, I think I set the scene pretty well for the Originals... my theory was that they didn't know about what gave the Ashes their power boost, but they highly suspected some kind of edge.

And I'm not exactly in the position to set the scene for the Ashes, regrettable as that may be... Uhh... well, they probably found themselves somewhere else to stay as well. Their plans, I cannot be sure of, whether they want to take defense or offense is really just up to the Ashes. As for the Originals, I'd say the same thing-- offense or defense, your character can probably suggest something. I was really just giving us something to start on. Also, if you were wondering, Alice is sleeping. That's why I didn't post for her... yet.]

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Image "Dad, I can't sleep with all this noise." Jurdy came rolling out of his be and into the his fathers Potions Room/Store. It's the one place he is found most in.

Their home is a little different from others here. It's located right smack dab in the middle of everyone. Their home is pretty much the borderline from the Ashes and the Originals. The Potions Store is open to everyone who wants to buy. He only has one major rule. If anyone fights on his property, he will drop them forever from his life and banish them from his land.

"Would you like a sleep potion?" Louie turned around with two different colored potions in his hands with a slight smirk like smile.

"How many times do I have to tell you! No! Get those things away from me!" Jurdy started to back away.

"Aw come on! It will only take a second!" His smirk became a big grin as he started to step closer.

"Dad I mean it! This isn't funny! Ugh, Fine, I'll sleep in your room." Jurdy started to run away and slammed the bedroom door shut.

Louie chuckled to himself as he put the Potions down on the counter. "Don't forget your studies. I'll quiz you later!"

Silence came from the next room, causing Louie to laugh a bit. Jurdy never went to school, he was home schooled; by his father. It was the only way he knew how to keep him safe from everything that was happening.

It was a long night, even with the storm that came by, it still hadn't stopped and it was already 6am. Still, it didn't stop the smell of winter that lingered in the air. Soon it would be time to pull out the heaters and turn on the fireplace. If his potions where to get frozen over it, would be bad for everyone.

Doc! Help! We were just playing and...and...I don't know what happened! A boy came in carrying another boy on his back. Panting and sweating, he tried to come inside the doors.

The smell of blood flushed over the room in an instant, Louie could tell right away where it came from. "Don't worry, he'll be fine. Just tell me what happened?" Louie went straight to the boy after picking up a potion. He took the boy off the other and carried him into the room next door of the shop.

This room was where he did his 'magic'. He placed the boy down on the operating table and then quickly washed his hands and slipped on some medical gloves. After that he started to cut off a leg of the boy's pants. The bone was piercing out of the skin. it was broken perfectly in half.

"We were playing and all of a sudden this wild animal came shooting out after us. It took Richy down and.."

"Wild animal?" He looked at the boy laying on the table. It didn't look like it came from an animal. Most likely a human. There were finger prints on his neck as if the boy was being choked right after his leg broke.

"I think so, I couldn't tell. It was too dark."

Louie poured the potion over the boys leg and in an instant the boy let out a howling scream of pain. "I'll have to push the bone back in place. Excuse me, you'll have to leave." And next thing they knew, he slowly started to push the bone back in, the boys cries became out even louder and he kept passing out after ever scream. Quickly, Louie jammed the bone back in place until he heard the bones grinding together. Sliding his chair over he sat down and started to cut open the leg skin and began drilling in bone bolts right into kid. "This should help keep the bone in place. He'll probably have to keep it there for about half a year. It was a pretty messy break..." He paused after mumbling to himself, the potion was kicking in and the boy was knocked out. He got up quickly to grab some gauze and clothes to soak up the blood.

"He's losing too much blood, you should have hooked him up to a blood pack before doing this." He looked up at the boy, his skin was a bit paled. Spinning in his chair he slid over to the fridge and grabbed a blood bag. Getting up he hung it from a metal pole and shoved a needled into the boys arm after disinfecting the spot. "There, he should be fine in about 5 minutes.

Looking at the wound and sighed. "Time to close him up before the potion wears off." That's just what he did, the whole time he mumbled to himself as he worked. He answered himself and slid around the room many times. It was enough to make one dizzy, but not Louie, he was use to it.

After he was done it was about 6:40 am. The boy was asleep on the table and his friend was waiting in the shop. "Your friend is fine, he's just resting. You can stop worrying now." He walked up the kid, placing his hand on the boy's head to calm the boy. "Go home and let his parents know. I'll have to keep him for the day to see how he is doing."

The boy thanked him and left. It wasn't even 8am and it was already a busy morning. "You'll need coffee and you'll need to start working on 'that' potion." He yawned and did just that.

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It was only for a few more seconds that Yvette thought she was alone. In fact, it wasn't until she heard a loud crash that she'd realized she wasn't the only one awake. Part of her was disappointed; for if people were waking up, that meant it was morning... and if it was morning, then Yvette had missed her interval for sleep, which meant if she didn't want to be nocturnal for the rest of her life, she'd have to wait until tonight to sleep. "Well..." She began to frown. "...So much for sleep."

Yvette had always been fond of her rest, and the fact that she didn't have any last night was very disturbing to her. And this lack of sleep called for a rather cranky Yvette. So, when Henrietta approached, she couldn't help but mutter a few words of complaint under her breath. She wasn't in the mood for an argument, much less a pointless one. They were never known to get along well.

"You're up early,"

As she heard Henrietta speak, Yvette took a small breath and turned around, coffee now boiling... only to find Sei, along with Henrietta, with no shirt on. And this, was to Yvette's great displeasure. As weird as it may be, she never enjoyed it when a man was missing a piece or two of his clothing.. in fact, Yvette found it a discomfort. She's never been the flirtiest person, and she never will be. She's never taken being flirted with as a complement, either. She's never known how to take, it really. All it ever does is make her uncomfortable.

Which is one of many reasons as to why she was against him shirtless.

When she heard Sei request her coffee, she responded with a rather snide tone of voice. "Yes, actually."

And yet, despite her words, she was still going to make him a cup. In her mind, she was really just teasing. "You ladies are up awfully early. Couldn't sleep with the storm?"

Yvette smirked at his comment. Unlike most of the disciples, she enjoyed a good thunder storm, and for some reason it gave her a small sense of pleasure that the others did not. And speaking of the storm outside, she'd created it herself. Creating thunder storms helped her vent; it helped her get rid of her frustration.

As she shuffled around in the kitchen for more cups, now one for Sei and Henrietta, she heard yet another comment about the storm-- though this time, Henrietta was the one to reference the storm.

"Strange? Why strange?" Yvette asked, with a chime. After she was done finding cups and making everyone coffee, she flicked her wrist. Like clockwork, the lights flickered and the sky brightened.







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BOOM!

Ace went from soundly asleep to ready for action within seconds. There she was, feet hanging off the bed, body up straight, heart racing, and eyes as wide as plates. She never liked the sound that thunder created. But she never thought she'd be woken up by it, much less in this manner.

It took Ace a few seconds to figure out what was going on; and a few more to realize it was the storm outside that had woken her up. Sighing in the slightest, she took a moment to catch her breath. As relieved as she was that there wasn't anything to panic about, there was a part of her hoping no one saw her small outburst, as she would put it, or heard her by any chance--- the last thing she wanted was to look like a wimp...

But nevertheless, she had thought. If it was morning, then surely the others were up, which meant she might as well be awake and functioning, too. With a slight hesitance, she hopped off of her bed, revealing what she had wore to bed-- which wasn't much but a matching two piece; a thin, dark red tank top lined with black lace at the top. Her pajama pants were thin as well; sharing the same dark red color and black lace at the edges. Her pajamas were not very warm at all, which one would find peculiar due to the encroaching cold weather-- but since Ace was the disciple of fire, she almost never became cold, and winter was never a problem for her. Though snow was a different story entirely.

The first thing on Ace's get ready list was to, regrettably, take a shower. Though water did tend to make Ace feel quite sick, eventually, it couldn't be avoided. Of course, while taking a shower Ace was not one to take her time or wash her hair (she'd rather do that in a sink), but hygiene was a nice trait to have... And after a while, if one doesn't take a shower, they tend to have an... unpleasant aroma. Ace would rather go through a thirty second to one minute shower every other day than stink like a sewer for the rest of eternity.

And, so, she coped. As unappealing as the thought was, Ace headed to the bathroom only to flick the shower on to its fullest warming capacities, and step into the pouring hot water. The moment the water came into contact with her skin, Ace felt a sudden yet expected onslaught of nausea. She had to keep herself from falling over; her muscles wanting to bail on her. But as painful as it seemed, she sucked it up and took a sharp breath, while forcing herself to wait a good thirty seconds. And as fast as she came into the shower, she leapt out.

With the water still running, she yanked a towel out of the bathroom's closet, and dried herself off. After she dried off for the most part, she draped the towel around herself like a cloak, and headed back to her bedroom. After tying her soaking wet hair into a bun, held together by a red ribbon, she slipped on a black, loosely fitting dress, along with a pair of red shorts on under it. She found it was much easier to move around in said clothing.

Finally ready by her standards, she stepped into the living room only to find Sei, Henrietta and Yvette, and be welcomed by the smell of fresh coffee. She took it upon herself to grab a stool and a seat next to a not-so-happy Disciple of the Earth. She flashed Henrietta a small smile, noticing she was in a grumpy mood.

"Hello," Ace said, softly.

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Henrietta was slightly taken aback by Yvette's flick of the wrist suddenly stopping the storm. There went her attempt at being nice and so she narrowed her eyes at Yvette. Sheesh. Can't she open up a bit? She took hold of her cup of coffee and sipped while still staring at Yvette for a few more seconds. They were then interrupted by Alice's entrance. She couldn't help but feel herself perk up a bit when Alice sat beside her.

She threw a smile back at her then said, "Hey Ace."

Then her mind wandered back towards last week's argument. She couldn't help but feel sorrowful for Alice and her situation with Keith. She had noticed before his disappearing the two were pretty close to each other and often together. Then her thoughts rested on Carter and Neris. The thought of Carter made her face feel warm and her chest feel empty. And with Neris gone... She didn't quite know how she'd keep her temper steady for much longer. Their betrayal ran deep in her heart and made her fist clench around her coffee so much so the cup shattered and the coffee sizzled on her hand and the table. Staring in disbelief at what she'd done, she rushed to her feet to grab paper towels to wipe the mess while muttering under her breath.

"I should go just go outside now. No storm means I can hit stuff," she mumbled under breath while violently wiping away the spilled coffee. I should have just gone out to begin with. This is just great! Glancing back at her hand that had crushed the cup, she noticed she had burnt herself a bit. She hardly even noticed and still wouldn't glance at anyone's face. She knew she was on the verge of taking her frustrations out on someone and that now was not the time to do so.

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Image Sei looked over as Henri spoke about the storm and Yvette's flick of the wrist. Just like that, the weather brightened up and the sun started to shine through the window's curtains. And Alice had finally showed herself. He chuckled softly under his breath and walked out of the kitchen. Running his hand through his long hair, he went back to his room and changed his clothes. A white long sleeved shirt, that had a turtle neck. Along with a pare of fitting black pants to go along with it.

Rubbing his neck, he could feel his body take a tole on him due to yesterdays work. He spent all day trying to work with a new spirit and he did it alone. He's been working on ways to use Yvette less during battle, but they've been together for so long, it was found difficult.

"Tch" Liking his tongue in frustration. He hit his hand lightly on his door frame just before leaving his room and heading back down stairs. Stopping himself he walked to the living room and leaned against the window, his body holding the curtain back as he stared outside, watching water drops shine here and there.

There was a problem he had run into and it wasn't like anything before. He was use to dealing with new spirits, but this one wanted more than just to mark him like the others had. He wanted apart of his soul's rarest of energies. All spirits take energy that the body gives off, but this one wanted to have a part that no one else can get to so easily. The power of the soul's Heart Span. It was a tough bargain. His heart will be marked of course, but the strain it'll take on his him, it could lead him into the darkness. If he turned out to not be strong enough, he could be lost.

He leaned his head back against the curtains, keeping his head tilted to the side, to still look outside. It was almost time for him to head out and see Louie. He smiled slightly and grabbed his coat that was left hanging on the stair rail. And made his way back to the kitchen door. He lifted his free hand and smiled. "I am about to go see dear Louie. Anyone care to join?"

He wondered if Louie ever finished 'that' potion he had asked him to make earlier yesterday morning. He didn't want anyone to know about it, so he had ask Louie in secret to create it for himself. And just like that Louie was more and excited enough to make it with no questions asked. If there was questions, Sei was sure he didn't know how to answer them well enough for Louie or anyone else to understand.

The only thing that made him worry was if the potion was alright to ask of him to make without a good reason. There was no trade, no bargain, it was just a simple... 'I'll do it'. Maybe he'll buy the man some sweets or ingredients for other potions. Stopping by the market with Louie should pay off if he bought whatever the man needed. It was the least he could do. The man's potions are not cheap, but rather spendy.

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Ace knew Henrietta was troubled, but she didn't imagine she'd wield enough anger to obliterate her coffee cup. As soon as the coffee made contact with her hand, Ace knew that it had burned Henrietta. She could sense the heat from the drink transfer to her hand, and at that moment she decided that she wasn't going to let Henrietta have to deal with her anger herself.

Even Ace had a hard time holding her tongue when Carter, Neris, and Keith showed up just a week ago, challenging them, even! What especially threw off, and even hurt her was... well, Keith. She was so depressed when he'd disappeared; she-- she couldn't have imagined what had happened. That he was getting ready to challenge her and the other four, all that time, without telling her a word of it hit Ace hard. She couldn't stand the thought of it; whenever she tried to understand what was going on, she felt sick to her stomach. Sick with betrayal, confusion, anger and sorrow. And yet... she still missed him.

With a quick shaking of her head, and a small intake of air, she pushed the subject away. Still worried about Henrietta, she hopped off of her stool and trailed after her. Yes, she was risking being a victim of Henrietta's rage, but she couldn't stand there and watch her fellow disciple wallow in her anger, alone. "I'll be right back."

And with that, she was out the door.

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"Well then," Yvette muttered. "That was... unnecessary. And there goes a perfectly good cup, too. And coffee. I shouldn't have bothered making it,"

With a sigh, she watched Ace follow after Henrietta, and instead of bothering with that, turned to Sei. "You're going out? Hm."

As much as she wanted to continue her scavenge for answers, she wasn't going to let Sei go out alone. If Carter, Keith and Neris had some enhancement, an encounter --especially three to one-- would be most displeasing. And since he was going to visit Louie, there was a higher chance that they'd happen to run into each other, which again, would cause all kinds of trouble for them.

If they had to fight... Yvette was hoping to win. "I'll go with you. But wait," Something suddenly crossed her mind. Everyone seemed to be up...

"Where's Iraa? I don't think she'd be too happy to wake up to, well, no one. We should probably wait until she wakes up to leave... in fact..." Yvette took a moment to clear her throat, before shouting, "IRAA! GET YOUR SORRY ARSE UP!"

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For a brief moment Henrietta was distracted by Ace exiting the household and Sei preparing to see Louie. She had just finished cleaning up the mess she caused. She ignored Yvette's snarky comment and didn't bother apologizing. Everyone was acting so nonchalant yet their faces said otherwise. Feeling tired of beating around the bush and ignoring Sei's offer, she crossed her arms and directed her attention back to Yvette. "Did you find anything yet?" she blurted impatiently. However, she thought about it twice without even letting Yvette reply. "Never mind, don't even answer."

She then grabbed her bag and stormed out the house brushing past Sei without saying goodbye. She headed for the back where a large field awaited her and began to wonder where Ace had headed. But it no longer concerned her. She stomped her feet on the ground with each step looking for ground that wasn't moist and mushy from the storm. At last when she found a hard and somewhat dry spot she spread her feet apart and began to lift her arms, appearing to be lifting something heavy. While she flexed both her triceps and biceps, she lifted the solid Earth beneath her. It rose in a square shape becoming a small pillar. Inhaling a deep breath, she stepped back then punched the pillar she created repeatedly, sending shards of rock hundreds of feet away that would strike the trees then shatter into bits. With each punch she felt the adrenaline rush from her fists throughout her body. She finished off her exercise by lifting the remains of the pillar into the air, forcing her attention on the gravitational forces all around. At first she struggled feeling herself push past her limits as she altered the forces pushing against and bouncing off the rock. Then suddenly she lifted the rocks at least ten feet into the air but quickly dropped them to the ground. Sweating she felt herself fall back towards the ground from exhaustion. Laying flat she gazed into the sky as the sun began to emerge again amongst the clouds. Why am I so tired today? Oh... wait... it must be because I didn't get enough sleep. Shutting her eyes she felt her heart racing and heaved short breaths, but it wasn't long before her breath and heart rate steadied once more. What are we going to do?



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Glancing back at Carter then around the abandoned building, Keith broke the awkward silence in a more serious tone, "I have a proposal. I'm sure the others are preparing for our next encounter. We should also prepare."

On spur of the moment, he grinned and threw his hands into the air, "Perhaps we can joust?"

But then his eyes fell somber within seconds. He was torn between whether or not they should practice with each other or seek out the other disciples. He wondered what their motives would be. Then his thoughts fell on Sei. His best match when the disciples were together. Together they were practically an army, but Keith felt a strong desire to defeat his former comrade. He wished there were woods or some forest nearby where he could seek an animal companion that would carry him towards their old residence. He was still unaware the five disciples were even smart enough to move. It would be much faster than traveling on foot, but to his dismay there were hardly any greens and just the familiar gray concrete of the city.

"Let us plan our next move. We should practice or at least find jobs to refurbish this dreadful place. Quite frankly, I for one cannot stand this stench." Keith said with boredom. "It's also much too dark in here. Though I'm sure Carter doesn't mind."

He flashed Carter another look with a snicker. But his gaze fell as he felt his heart skip a beat and his vision fade for a brief second. He could have sworn he had felt this before. The strange desire to wring someone's neck. But the thought left his mind as quickly as it entered. Immediately he was silent and staring into space, his icy blue eyes appearing clouded for a long moment.

"I'm headed outside." he stated firmly and left Neris and Carter behind without another word.

The sun was starting to peak through the vanishing clouds even though there was a storm raging out here not even a minute ago. He only listened, hoping for some sign of life to appear. Even birds perhaps, but it was dead silent.

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As Ace waited outside for Henrietta to appear, part of her was greatly displeased to find the ground wet and mushy. She wasn't wearing any shoes, and with each step she took, her legs felt like stone. Sighing in the slightest, she considered going back inside, but the subject was quickly rejected. If she went inside, chances were she'd miss Henrietta's exit. If that happened, she wouldn't be able to find her.

Seconds later she spotted Henrietta storming out. Ace would've approached her, though something inside told her to let Henrietta cool off first. ...As much as she wanted to comfort her, more of her wanted to stay functional. Her nose wrinkled in the slightest; she knew Henrietta had a good reason to be mad, but a small part of her disapproved of her anger. Ace agreed with her anger, though didn't think well of her lack of control. But nevertheless...

A friend is a friend, and friends are meant for helping.

With a hint of hesitation, Ace followed after Henrietta, though it was quite hard to keep up-- not only was Henrietta stomping off, but with each step Ace took, she was tempted to glance down, for it felt as if someone were literally tugging at her ankles. And yet, it was really just the affect of the water. Ace considered turning around, though she thought it would be better not to. As Ace finally caught up with Henrietta, she stood back for a few moments as she watched her take her anger out an unfortunate pillar of rock.

As she collapsed, Ace took a few steps forward and announced Henrietta's name in a firm tone of voice. Towering over her, she said, still with a solid voice, "You burned your hand. Allow me to heal it,"

Ace was almost certain that Henrietta barely noticed her burn, but at least it was somewhat of a conversation opener.

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Henrietta's attention darted towards Ace. She glanced down at her hand and finally noticed it was burnt and throbbing. Propping herself back up, she gave Ace a warm smile. After tiring herself out she didn't have enough energy to feel angry anymore. If anything she was feeling slightly embarrassed at this point. It was such a normal thing for her to overreact and let her emotions get the best of her. Constantly she let her feelings cloud her judgement and things would always end with her punching something then feeling sorrowful afterwards.

"I didn't even realize I burnt it..." she replied while trailing off. "You can heal it? By the way, sorry about before. I didn't sleep well last night."

She wondered how long Ace had been standing there watching. With Neris gone, she found Ace to be the second closest thing to the friendship she and Neris had together. Her gaze was locked onto Ace's exchanging a fierce look of determination and understanding. A light breeze rushed past the two disciples and Henrietta continued to smile. It occurred to her that perhaps things were going to work out for the better, though in the back of her mind was the fear it would not.

"Funny," she began. "I was actually thinking about you and Keith when I broke that mug."

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"You can heal it? By the way, sorry about before. I didn't sleep well last night."

As Ace bent down on one knee, she chuckled lightly. "All is well. Your anger is justified, though the cup might disagree." She ended her sentence in a teasing manor, though her soft expression and light-hearted manner implied she was only trying to freshen the mood. "And yes, I can heal all burn-related injuries. After all, I am the disciple of fire,"

Ace felt herself smile, as she gently took Henrietta's burnt hand and placed it in her palm. She took a small breath, the weight on her shoulders disappearing for just a moment. Yes, the others were gone, but that did not mean she was alone. There were still the other four at her side, and there was a part of her that dared to dream that they would forever stay there. And, with hope, the others might come back... though the chances of that were low, to the point where Ace was simply scared to raise her hopes--- for, they may end up crushed in the end.

Ace got so caught up in her thoughts, she nearly forgot to heal Henrietta's hand. She smiled at her mistake, in fact, she was on the verge of laughing at herself. As she began to concentrate more on Henrietta's wound, the subject of the others slipped her mind. The more she focused, the more she started to realize this would take some extra effort. Not only was the water from the ground steadily yet effectively sapping her strength, but to take thermal energy from another living creature proved quite difficult.

With an elegant and rather slow motion of the hand, Ace began to 'steal' the heat from Henrietta's hand. She struggled at first; in fact, the feeling she had was similar to the one you received playing tug of war. It were almost as if she had to force the thermal energy out. With this cold weather on and about, most bodies would want to keep their warmth, not have it taken away. And not only that, but it was increasingly hard, seeing as Henrietta was a Disciple herself--- she'd probably have more of a resistance to Ace's thievery of heat than most mortals would.

"Funny," Henrietta had suddenly began. "I was actually thinking about you and Keith when I broke that mug."

Ace was so startled she broke her concentration, and a majority of the heat she had just stolen rushed back into Henrietta's hand-- in a sense, by complete accident, she re-burned Henrietta. For her to blurt out a comment about Ace and Keith was the absolute last thing she expected. She felt a blush coming on as she began to realize her sudden and most likely unexpected reaction not only gave Henrietta plenty of room to, by a slight chance, tease her and realize Keith was in fact a sensitive subject. Swiftly, she turned her head away, only to realize she must've caused Henrietta a moderate deal of pain when she lost concentration.

With a now somewhat stilled expression and a chuckle with a hint of nervousness, she quickly replied, "Oh--- I'm sorry about that. I lost my concentration, my mistake..." Her calm and light-hearted persona had faded within a matter of seconds. Not only was she caught off guard by Henrietta's comment, but her own reaction as well...

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Henrietta winced as the heat almost instantly returned to her hand. She did not make a sound though, this pain was nothing in comparison to past injuries she brought upon herself from being reckless in her training. What caught her attention most was how discombobulated Ace became. Perhaps she shouldn't have mentioned that. So she glanced at the sky awkwardly while pressing her lips together. All the sweat on her skin was beginning to dry off and make her feel chilled from the cold, crisp air. When she exhaled she watched the moisture escape from her lips turning into a vapor cloud. She probably would have felt much colder if it weren't for the Fire Disciple's thermal energy that consistently radiated off of her body. It was like a living fire place except with flesh and bones.

"Don't apologize," she replied accompanied by a short fake laugh. "I shouldn't have said that."

Henri found herself looking at Ace feeling slightly ashamed. She was holding back from saying all the things running through her head. In fact, she never really knows how to say any of these things. It had always been difficult for her to share her thoughts with others. It was quite uncomfortable for Henrietta to do so. She reminisced back to the old days where she'd go find Carter and vent about her frustrations. Even with Neris she'd hold back from saying much. She could never figure out what she was so afraid of. It was a quality that annoyed even herself. If anything, when she does try to discuss those feelings it just comes out sounding stiff.

ImagePursing her lips she began to realize she was just not good at these heart to hearts. Maybe Iraa and Neris were better at the 'comforting' words part. But Henrietta was a person of action, not words. However, she was really trying to tell Alice in her own little way that she was angry for both her friends and herself. So instead she grinned with a furrowed brow and a fist sternly saying, "But don't worry. When I see Keith, I'll punch him real good!"

Though it was probably not what Ace wanted to hear, Henrietta truly meant well by her statements. In other words she felt she was telling Alice, "I'm here for you." Though not many people could translate her words into the right ones.

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Hearing Henrietta's protest against her apology, Ace felt what she suspected was relief. After her small outburst, the last thing she needed was someone asking what was wrong. Though she never knew why, Ace was never the one to talk about feelings. In fact, she had always been one to keep matters to herself, especially personal ones. She was glad that Henrietta wasn't pressing on the subject.

And yet, as relieved as she was, part of her wanted to share her feelings--- but the fear and oversensitivity in Ace's heart overpowered that part. As long as Henrietta and Ace knew each other, she was not willing to talk. As charismatic as she may seem, sharing her own problems was never her cup of tea. "But don't worry. When I see Keith, I'll punch him real good!"

Ace smirked in the slightest. As many mixed messages as Henrietta's statement may have sent, the time that she'd known Henrietta helped her realize that it was her own way of comforting someone. A little worried on the subject, Ace slowly scratched the back of her head and let out a fake chuckle. "Well, not that hard, I would hope."

Part of Ace completely disagreed with her sentence, while the other hoped for no impact at all. The levels of frustration inside of Ace were rising, as well as desperation. For an entire week she was bouncing between enraged and depressed, always unable to chose one over the other. She was either furious because of the way Keith left her hanging, or torn and in despair, not only because she had the nerve to miss him-- but Ace continued why he would do such a thing.

To be sliding back in forth between two unpleasant emotions was simply sickening and frustrating. And the fact that she had no one she felt comfortable talking to about this was making everything worse. She was bundling all of her emotions up inside and it was simply tearing her apart. And yet, she still managed to keep a straight face.

"But enough about that," Ace sighed. She was telling herself more than she was Henrietta. "How do you fare?"

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Iraa woke from her light sleep with a start. Had she actually slept last night? Although it seemed unlikely that she had gotten more than an hour of sleep, Iraa remembered vividly the dream that she had been having. The five of them... standing against the other three. It was a nightmare in and of itself. But it got worse. As Iraa turned around to ask for the support of the other four, she realized that they were nothing but black shapes now with glowing white eyes. Yvette, Henrietta, Alice, Seishin. They were nothing anymore. Slowly, they began to ooze a tar-like substance and as they did, they began to move toward her. Terrified, Iraa tried to push them back with the wind, but found that she was completely powerless. As they continued forward, the three behind her came closer as well. Just as the ooze began to tough Iraa's feet, she awoke, covered in sweet and screaming. However, her screams were kept from the four by the bubble of sound that Iraa had unintentionally created for herself.

It took several moments for Iraa to calm her breathing, and as she finally turned to dangle her feet over the bed, she released the bubble of sound that she created. Hopping down from the bed, Iraa continued to the window the see the dark storm clouds overhead and the cracks of thunder and lightning. She opened the window and tested the outside air with her hand. There was minimal wind for this type of intense storm and there seemed to be a good amount of lightning relative to the thunder. Iraa scrunched her face as she felt around the air in the house. Just as she suspected, Yvette was awake downstairs and -if Iraa had to guess- she was the reason for the storm. Iraa also sensed Henrietta, Sei, and Alice downstairs and, although she wanted to go downstairs to greet them, her nightmare has left her feeling uninclined to talk to anyone.

Despite her lack of wanting to talk to people, Iraa's stomach protested her having not eaten in about 24 hours. Lethargically, Iraa stood from her seat, closed the window quietly, and threw on one of her large, cozy sweaters and a pair of jeans. She placed her long white hair in a messy bun at the base of her neck and left it, not feeling well enough to do anything else. As Iraa quietly opened the door and made her way down the hall, she thought back on the nightmare. It had felt so real and unlike most dreams, Iraa couldn't get herself to just forget it. Maybe it was the universe trying to tell her something, but with Iraa's sleep-deprived mind, she couldn't quite try to analyze it.

Iraa was snapped out of her thoughts as she walked into the kitchen area of the house and came upon an odd, but not surprising scene. Henrietta had her hand clenched into a fist, tiny tendrils of steam coming from her red and wet hand while she stood over a shattered coffee mug. For Iraa, the tension in the air was almost palpable. Everyones heart beat a faster than normal -although some of the faces looked absolutely still and calm. Their breathing also picked up and Iraa immediately felt her own breathes shortening into quiet gasps.

Then, without another word and without even noticing Iraa, Alice proceed to leave the house followed by Henrietta storming out. Iraa's senses continued to follow Henrietta and Alice out into the field. She wanted to follow them to see what had occured and if they were both alright, but her thought was broken as Yvette -still not having noticed Iraa- yelled, "Iraa! Get your sorry arse up!"

Iraa nearly snapped at this, but she instead pushed herself to control her breaths and calmed her own rage at such a simple sentence. After a moment of calming herself, Iraa trodded into the kitchen, grumbling [color=]"I'm up, I'm up."[/color] to Yvette and a quick [color=]"G'mornin'"[/color] in Sei's direction. Not knowing if she should ask what had just happened between her and Henrietta, Iraa instead took a seat on the window sill and peered over at Yvette. [color=]"Well, that was a rather loud display of emotions."[/color] Iraa said, gesturing to the clearing clouds outside. She gave Yvette a small, exhausted smirk, hopefully letting the girl know that, for once, her comment was meant as a jest and not a stab at Yvette. She was too mentally exhausted to fight with Yvette and she hoped that the other girl would be able to realize that despite their dislike of each other.

With that comment, Iraa fell silent and instead turned her attention back on the air outside of the house where Alice and Henrietta's breathing and heart rate had slowed. She could tell that the two of them were having a personal conversation and she did not want to use her ability to eavesdrop on whatever they were talking about; however, she could tell that they were both feeling upset, so instead of eavesdropping, Iraa sent gentle, wispy tendrils of of wind to surround the two for a moment before letting the wind continue on its natural course. The wind was pleasant enough, but it was also strong enough that the two would know that Iraa had sent the wind simply in order to let them know that she was there if they needed her.

With that, Iraa leaned back with her head against the window and looked at Yvette and Sei who still stood in the kitchen. Her gaze wandered from them to the pantry and the refrigerator. She knew that she had to eat something, but she felt slightly queasy from the recent tension and the thought of eating was not a pleasant one. Feeling run down and unhappy in general, Iraa glanced back at the other two Disciples and then around the rest of the kitchen area. The recent argument with the other three Disciples had left them all feeling unease and tense, but seeing the other three had made Iraa more heartbroken than anything. She felt angry at them; she felt unease about the harsh words that were spoken; but more than anything, Iraa felt disappointed in the fact that they had let this disagreement get so out of hand. At one point, they had all been family. Sure, some of them had problems with each other, but no matter what, they had always been family. Now that family relationship was gone and Iraa feared that perhaps the anger and irritation could possibly tear the remaining four Disciples apart.

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At first, Henrietta felt a bit surprised at Ace's question. How am I doing? Tch. With a bit of thought, Henrietta began to glare at seemingly nothing far into the distance. Her lips were pursed as she shuffled through the things that had been bothering her. When the three disciples returned it was like they came back from the dead. She remembered how she began to cry uncontrollably at their appearance... only to lead to more disappointment and hurt.

"See, we're here on unfinished business," Keith announced with that provoking shrewd smile of his.

Henrietta's astonished tears immediately stopped, she felt skeptical. Something about them was just... off. With a furious glare she retorted, "What the hell are you talking about?"


Snapping out of her memory she recalled her wrath, the rage, the sort of frenzy she's found herself in for the past week. But it was time for her to stop weeping and start doing. Through gritted teeth she finally responded with, "I just know that when I see them, my fists will speak for themselves." And then she briefly paused before adding, "They're going to pay for hurting all of us. For betraying us."

It was then where she felt a strange wind rush around herself and Ace. Strange, gentle and unnatural. Almost spinning around them then trailing off back into the world. A grin was seen spreading across her face, she knew it was Iraa. "We should go back inside Ace. Everyone's up now. I think Sei and Yvette are going to see Louie. Maybe Louie can give us ideas? I'd go but I don't want to argue with Yvette." she stated finally thinking clearly and sharp again. "Something about those three wasn't right. I sensed it. Oh and by the way... thanks for the hand."

She lifted her previously burnt hand clenching and releasing the muscles with a new determined look on her face. It was time to progress with the situation rather than continue crying. They all needed to figure out what happened and what the hell was going on. It was true they were left bewildered amongst other things. Sure those three may have had Keith's smarts, but she believed that if they worked together they'd be able to solve this mess. And so she quickly rose to her feet extending her hand to help Ace back up. She'd protect her family no matter what. She'd save the others and end this mess.



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There was this strange unease stirring inside of Keith. Like an unsettled ocean that raged inside of him. He couldn't help but notice how above he felt over nature as of late. But he quickly shook that thought away refusing to acknowledge it. The cool air that pelted his face like darts was refreshing. It was starting to get chilly which indicated that winter was approaching. After a couple of minutes the unease seemed to have vanquished and Keith felt like his normal self again. This left him scratching his head, even he couldn't figure it out. A thought occurred to him. This place has been abandoned for years, most things are charred and he was certain ash had coated most of the area at one point from the fire. The concrete, solid ground was cracking due to weeds poking themselves through including the grass.

"There must be seeds underneath." he muttered to himself observing the area. The thought of the others disapproving of his next trick did trickle into his mind, but he decided it was worth it. After watching Carter return back inside the building, he came to his knees and placed both of his hands flat onto the ground. He felt the struggling life forms somewhere deep inside. Perhaps this would be his own personal training. He had never pulled such a thing off before. Though he was confident the ashes' power now gave him the ability to do so. His energy pulsated from his hands into the ground and rippled throughout the perimeter. Patches of grass began to force the concrete to rip open and a variety of flowers rose from the cracks. He forced the weeds to dissipate and made the flowers more vibrant in color. Soon there was a decent amount of plant life surrounding himself and the building. Brushing the dirt off his hands, he grinned feeling impressed with his work and strangely excited that he succeeded in doing this. "Much better." he sighed as he turned around to follow Carter back inside.

Before he said anything, he heard Neris asking Carter, "Are you ok?" Peaking his curiosity he looked at Carter seeing him a bit... out of sort? His icy blue gaze was fixated on Carter observing him up and down, inside and out. He did not say anything, he wasn't even sure if they noticed his presence yet. But he was studying Carter's body language and pondering hard. It reminded him of his previous unease. He held his chin as he skimmed through all the books he's read in his mind. Especially the psychology ones. However, it seemed as though his efforts to come to a conclusion were useless. This left his mind blank and annoyed that he could not figure it out.

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Ace sighed a little. "Mmph. I guess we should be heading back now... You must be quite cold with only a dress on. But nevertheless. If you want to hear my personal opinion, I think it would be better if we stayed at, or at least near the house. The likelihood that Yvette would end up rekindling your anger is too high. Starting a fight in the street is the last thing we need," Ace stops mid sentence.

She'd mention how they should be wary, for if they were to attract the other's attention... It might end badly. Yes, at first glance, the odds may appear to be in their favor, though Ace knew better than to misjudge. Just as Henrietta said, something was not right about the others. Anyone with a brain could sense it. Of course, if they wanted to figure out what was so off about the three, they could provoke a fight. But the risks were too high. They had barely an idea of what they were dealing with. And as unlikely as it may be, the unusual feeling both Henrietta and Ace sensed could have been one of Carter's tricks. Though there weren't many shadows around at the time... She brushed the subject aside. Maybe it would be better to talk this out with the others instead of taking it in herself.

"But as I was saying... A fight is the last thing we need. Mortals might get involved and we'd attract too much attention to ourselves. We haven't even settled on what move we're going to make." Ace finished. Spotting Henrietta's extended hand, she took it upon herself to take it. Though the now shining sun was beginning to dry the ground, it was still somewhat wet to Ace's great displeasure. Seeing as Ace was still barefoot, and her feet were indeed wet, she found it hard to stand. In all honesty, she wanted to collapse.

Ace's feet might as well have been gold bricks, and her legs were not helping. Her steps were more like shuffles, and without meaning to, she ended up putting a majority of her body weight on Henrietta--- though Ace never really weighed that much, she did feel bad for Henrietta; she didn't really want to lean on her...literally. But perhaps the oncoming wave of slight nausea felt worse. "My apologies," Ace muttered. "I really should have put some shoes on."




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Yvette was definitly taken aback when Iraa came, from her perspective, out of nowhere. She didn't show it, though part of her was surprised and little annoyed. The real question was, how long had Iraa been standing there? She shook her head, the question was irrelevant. "Well, that was a rather loud display of emotions."

With a snarky tone, she commented, "Yeah, your conclusion's a little late, sweetheart." But before Iraa had time to react to her comment, which was actually more on the nicer side than most of her remarks, she followed up with a response to Sei's request to hurry up. "Well, I'd love to get this over with, but unfortunately I do need to straighten myself up first. So if you could just deal with it and wait five minutes, that would be lovely."

And with that, Yvette left the room, only to find something to wear. Shifting through all of her options, she settled for a pair of dark blue, slightly baggy pants, and a plain collared shirt with a dark purple tie. Despite her element's bright qualities, she'd always been more of a darkly colored person... Though, Yvette never really cared about her appearance anyway. The only reason she was changing was because she didn't want to get her nightwear wet... But of corse, Neris could always---

Oh... Right. Neris was against them now. As well as Keith and Carter... As much as Yvette didn't get along with, well, anyone, she still found herself dreading any sort of battle with them. And she found herself missing them; missing the times when it was the right of them. Fate was cruel at times, but surely, Yvette had thought they could work it out... And now, they're going at each other?

Yvette let out a sigh. She knew it was bad, but... She never imagined something like this.

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"A fight is the last thing we need. Mortals might get involved and we'd attract too much attention to ourselves. We haven't even settled on what move we're going to make." said Ace before she grabbed Henrietta's hand. She took notice of Ace's pause, but she figured she would not press Ace more than she had by mentioning Keith.

"Heh, I guess you're right!" Henrietta agreed with a nervous laugh. Yvette was awfully touchy this morning. She was only starting to feel the better. The last thing she needed was Yvette's snide comments.

When Ace grabbed her hand, Henrietta noticed the amount of weight Alice was pulling but it was not a big deal for Henri. Naturally she pulled Alice up with her strong, solid arms. To be able to lift the Earth and shift gravity required a great deal of strength, so she was always exercising and training hard to build and maintain her muscular physique. She remembered a few times Ace suffered like this and it was always with water. Then she remembered it was had just been raining. Looping her arm through Ace's she helped her walk back towards the house. The fiery look in her eye's indicated her thought process. She was thinking about what could have happened to those three. Perhaps it was something a lot simpler than they had imagined. Maybe they were just upset and hurt like herself and the others. No, something like that wouldn't change them THAT much. Without even seeing him, she knew Sei was in front of the house due to the vibrations in the Earth. She was familiar with the small vibrations that came from each Disciple's feet. Usually she could tell who was approaching when she actually listened to her surroundings depending on the amount of weight and force being sent into the Earth with each step.

"Ah, Sei's upfront!" Henrietta grinned. As they approached the household she was able to see Sei at last. It appeared he was talking to someone yet no one was there. Often she would see him do this since she lived with him all these years. She figured it was a spirit and saw an opportunity to tease Sei as he'd normally do with her. "Talking to thin air again, huh Sei?"

She arched her eyebrow smiling deviously. Sometimes Sei could really get on her nerves, but for the most part she really liked Sei. He didn't seem to hold her temper against her for the most part. Though she knew everyone would get at least a little annoyed by her tantrums. It wasn't that she wanted to yell, she just did not know any other way to express herself.

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Iraa was pulled out of her darker thoughts as Yvette piped up in response to Iraa's wise crack, "Yeah, your conclusion's a little late, sweetheart." Iraa squinted at the girl for a moment but said nothing, sensing that Yvette's comment held little malice.

Iraa had no time to answer Yvette's comment as Sei spoke. "Now that you are up, my lady. Why don't you join Yvette and myself? I am in bit of a rush, so if you ladies don't mind, whether you come or go, we have to do it now."

Iraa rolled her eyes at Sei, but smirked at him anyway. She was happy that they would be getting out of the house finally, and she liked seeing Louie. He always knew how to make her feel less... well, less angry all of the time. As Sei left the house and Yvette went back up to get dressed, Iraa stood, gulped down the last of the coffee black, ignoring the growl her stomach gave in protest. As she hurried out the door and noticed Sei at the end of the pathway, Iraa saw that the man seemed to look in a bit of shock at the thin air in front of him. Iraa had seen this before, as had all of the other Disciples. Out of curiosity, Iraa reached out the feel the air in front of Sei. As was usual every other time she had tried this, Iraa felt a slight disturbance in the air directly in front of him. There was something that felt like the shape of a human, and just as Iraa was about to try to get more of the shape of the spirit, the disturbance in the air vanished.

Just as the spirit seemed to disappear (or at least from what Iraa could tell) Henrietta came around the house with a weak-looking Alice at her arm and exclaimed, "Talking to thin air again, huh Sei?" Iraa turned to Sei and gave him a questioning, but also slightly worried. Was he alright? Something weird had just happened with that spirit and Iraa could tell. She didn't know what, but it was strange. Before she could think more on the subject, Iraa's senses were turned to Alice and her rapid heart beat and heavier breathing. Iraa looked at Alice for a moment with concern, wondering if she had in some way been injured during the last few minutes. It was not until Iraa noticed the girl's feet dragging that she realized what was happening. Although it didn't happen to Alice often, Iraa had seen it happen before when the Fire Disciple was exposed to water.

Iraa hurried over to the two girls, but slowed as she reached them. "Are you okay Alice?"
Iraa questioned, before she mentally slapped herself for the stupid question. Of course she wasn't "okay". Iraa furrowed her brow in apology before correcting herself, "Sorry. Very stupid question. What I mean is, can I help?" Iraa walked alongside Alice and Henrietta, looking both the girls over. She wondered what they had been talking about just a while ago. It had seemed private, so Iraa had given them their privacy, but she couldn't help her curious nature.

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His eyes almost pasted over Iraa when Henri called something out to him, but before he could change the expression in his eyes. He knew she had saw death in them.

"Ahh, sorry give me a.." He rubbed his eyes and pinched the bar of his nose for a little second. When he finally collected himself he smiled softly. "Side Effects." He pushed it into that. Ending the conversation with just that as Iraa rushed over to Alice.

Noticing she was hurt, there wasn't much he could do other than carry her to Louie's place. "We should take her to see Louie, just in case she didn't damage anything important." Sei took Alice's body in his arms without hesitation or struggle.

It was times like these he actually felt useful when it came to living with nothing but women. "I got it Iraa. Just tell Yvette for me."

Without giving anyone any chance to argue about anything. Sei was already in a rush to get going and with waiting on everyone...by the time they would leave, it'll would be winter time. This wasn't anything of hate though, he loved those girls very deeply and would do anything for them. Sure, the girls can come off as a huge pain in the ass, but he thought of them all as his girls. The girls who stuck by his side to the very end, the girls he would risk everything for in a blink of an eye. If any of them were to tell him to kill someone other than whom was in the group, he would.

Do excuse this Alice, it's probably not as bad as I am making it seem. I just needed to get going." He gave her a care free smile and kept walking down the road, farther and farther away from the house.

While still walking he kept it care free. Their lands were safe, and if it wasn't, he'd always get warning before anyone. This is due to because of a few spirits he knows that lingers the borderlines between lands. 'Lands', so Sei puts it to make things more understanding for him. The spirits where Fox Demons, not as bad as it sounds. They're only demons because of their slyness that they seem to not be able to get rid of. For a fox, something like that really is hard to just ban from their life, it was apart of them like their tail.

Sei couldn't help but let his mind drift off, but at the same while keeping focus on everything around him. He would have forgotten Alice was in his arms if it wasn't for her heart beat and warmth that he felt. Plus it was the thing that made his mind get pulled in, in the first place. It was something he wasn't use to. So whenever he did get in contact with it, he would always seem to get lost in it. Sei's whole life he spent with the dead. Whether it be of animals or demons, angle, people, you name it and he saw it. Anything dead that is. So physical contact was rare for him. As much of a ladies man he is, he'd never get use to flesh or living things.

It can either be a good thing or a bad thing. Depending on who it is, he can take it in as comfort to relax himself. Sometimes he'd find it hard to stop himself once he gets going, sexually. Other times, is when he is unexpectedly touched. Depending on who touched him, it could lead to death before he realizes what he had done. He has to be familiar with the the person's flesh in order for them to be safe with the unexpected touches. Those on his team, he let them know first hand before they got involved with him of how dangerous he could be.

Being the summoner of spirits isn't always a good thing. There is always prices to pay, some prices worse than others and as for Sei, he has to pay them every single day. Even with a smile on his face or a full on act of being fine, it has become so much of a habit that it isn't an act no more. Sometimes he calls it a 'Side effect'. The pain he had grown use to, the things he had seen, the things he had done, the places he had been. Things like that would most defiantly drive someone way past the looney house, even way past suicide. Sei was strong, very strong, this was why he was given the ability to do this. He was trusted with it and now he had to do everything in his powers to keep it that way.

Taking a deep breath, he realized his face had gotten too close and her body was tight against his. Distracting himself he pulled back and chuckled, asking a casual question while trying to look like a peace of heaven. "Do you think I should get my hair cut? I been dwelling on this for a while now."

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Ace never thought she needed nor did she want attention over, what was to her, such a little matter. As she saw Iraa rush over, part of her questioned how 'injured' she appeared to be. She was actually trying to hide her discomfort, though the reactions of her friends told her that she wasn't doing a very good job with that. "Are you okay Alice?" Iraa had questioned. Though before Ace had time to respond, Iraa quickly corrected herself. "Sorry. Very stupid question. What I mean is, can I help?"

With a smile, Ace began to explain that it was only the water; really, she just needed to dry off--- though before she could finish her explanation, she found herself being swept off her feet by none other than Sei. She let out a small yelp of protest, she saw no reason as to why she was being carried, especially against her will. She struggled at first, though found herself unwilling to moments later. As much as she did not want to be carried, she was still drained of her strength. It seemed her only possible way out of being carried was to convince him to put her down with words.

"Sei," She muttered. "As much as I appreciate the kind gesture is it truly necessary to carry me? I mean-- I'm really not that... This isn't required, and I didn't exactly request this--- mpmh." She trailed off with what seemed like a grunt of disapproval, before sucking it up and remaining silent.

"Do excuse this Alice, it's probably not as bad as I am making it seem. I just needed to get going." Sei had said with a carefree smile, though in return she only let out yet another grunt.

The longer they walked--- no, the longer Sei walked, the more his mind seemed to drift. Ace didn't mind this, however, the more he drifted the tighter his grip on Alice became and the closer he got. At one point she started to shift around uncomfortably, letting out what seemed like a nervous chuckle. Eventually he stopped and pulled back, chuckling lightly... Trying to make things casual, he asked Ace a question. "Do you think I should get my hair cut? I been dwelling on this for a while now."

"I, erm, guess you could keep it long... a trip to the barber would prove quite distracting at times like this. Speaking of which... keep an eye out for mortals. With what's been going on lately, they're not exactly accustom to our presence." Ace began. She started to shift around again, though this time she was only trying to get a better view. Ace was known for being short, in fact, she stood at roughly five feet. She and Iraa had always been the shortest of the disciples... and it didn't help that Sei was around six feet tall.





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As Yvette had finished changing clothes and brushing her hair, with little effort put in, she came outside only to find Sei already walking away. Henrietta was back, and Iraa was standing next to her.

Part of Yvette wondered where Henrietta had gone in the first place; no to mention Alice. Though she quickly brushed the topic aside when reminded of how Sei was, impatiently, walking off. She found herself too annoyed at Sei to catch up; she told her she was going to join him and yet he was, what, rejecting her offer to company him? After he asked if she'd wanted to come? That was enough to genuinely piss her off.

She mumbled a curse word under her breath before making her way over to Iraa and Henrietta. "Well, I see that you're back. Are you alright now or are you just back to break more of our cups? And on second thought... where the hell is Alice?"

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"Are you okay Alice?" Iraa had said with concern before pausing. "Sorry. Very stupid question. What I mean is, can I help?"

Henrietta beamed at Iraa as she rushed over to heir side to help. In actuality, she knew Alice would be okay but she figured she would help her inside to dry her feet and put on some shoes. Iraa had a curious gleam in her eyes but their attention was broken when Sei rushed over and picked up Ace. "We should take her to see Louie, just in case she didn't damage anything important. I got it Iraa. Just tell Yvette for me." Henrietta couldn't help but snicker knowing how Ace hated being the center of attention. As Sei began to head off down the road Henrietta shouted, "Be careful Sei! You too Ace! I'm not sure what's happening nearby but I sense a lot of vibrations in the Earth..."

Henrietta was never wrong about someone or something being nearby. After centuries of practice, she grew to fully understand the different vibrations everything produced. She watched them slowly disappear in the distance before turning back to Iraa with a gin. "She'll be fine! Say, been practicing your punches Iraa? If I recall correctly, they were more like a tickle last time!" she bellowed before hearing Yvette directly behind her.

"Well, I see that you're back. Are you alright now or are you just back to break more of our cups? And on second thought... where the hell is Alice?" Gritting her teeth with an eyebrow twitch, she forced herself to breathe before turning back to Yvette, "I'm fine. Sorry. And beats me, Sei just swooped her up in his arms like some noble knight." Scratching her head while looking around, she seemed focused and alert. There were was so much movement occurring about a mile away from their house, though it wasn't approaching them. Just a lot of stirring about. "Hey guys, I think something may be happening nearby. I'm worried for Sei and Ace. Seems like humans..." she stated solemnly. When the goddess died and world order basically went into shambles, humans did not always welcome the Disciples with open arms. Henrietta recalled that one time she was casually walking in the nearby city and was shot at by humans who had spotted her. She never made the mistake to be so careless again when out on her own. Though things seemed particularly bad as of late. The humans were growing restless and it was dangerous for them. It wasn't as though they could harm them.

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"I'm fine. Sorry. And beats me, Sei just swooped her up in his arms like some noble knight."

Yvette pursed her lips. With mortals stirring and Carter, Keith and Neris as well, it wasn't exactly safe to go out. Which is why she offered to go in the first place... and yet, here she was, standing still, not going. She shook her head, as long as there wasn't anything particularly bad happening, they'd be fine. "Hey guys, I think something may be happening nearby. I'm worried for Sei and Ace. Seems like humans..." So much for nothing bad happening.

As Yvette heard Henrietta, her concern only grew. "Hmph. Well, if we're supposed to be against the others, then... then, well, we need to take some offensive kind of action. Do... do you think we could gear this, stirring of humans, toward the others? It would never hurt them, but it'd probably be good for us. It'd be like some kind of distraction, right? Something to give us time to figure out what we're up against... and speaking of what we're up against, um, last night, I didn't find anything. Nothing in particular, but I'm sure you've figured that much out for yourselves. I want to keep looking, but... I don't think I'll find anything. I need something to go on, but I have next to nothing. But I may have something if we try and watch how they deal with the mortals. Surely if we see their powers in action now, it will give us some kind of hint toward this... this boost they must have. And it's not like anyone would get horribly injured; they wouldn't kill the humans, I'm sure. That's just--- that's just cruel. It's not like the mortals have any useful defenses... It would be some kind of massacre if the others were to kill them."

She began to trail off, only to continue talking. With each idea she had, the more she talked. It was like her way of thinking, only, she did it out loud. "But if we were to be caught watching... that would be bad. Very bad, though, we would have mortals on our side for the most part, though I don't really see how that would help. Maybe for a few things, like a cover... For a few seconds we'd have the element of surprise. With Iraa's wind, we could probably listen into their conversation too, so we'd know if they'd spotted us, and with some kind of sound bubble, our conversations would be secret. We might be able to pull it off... Though, we need to actually find them first. Not to mention we need to find some way to get the mortals on our side, at least for the time being... hmm.

Oh, I'm getting carried away. What do you guys think? Should we approach the mortals or back off? You've already got my say."

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ImageAlice's suspicions about the mortals were enough to keep her on alert, though Henrietta's warning made her all the more tense. With her luck lately, the humans would surely be out for the disciples... Hurrah, she thought. As if her week wasn't bad enough. And if the mortals were to challenge her and Sei, it wasn't like Ace would set them all on fire. Not only would it be glaring obvious, perhaps the equivalent to a gigantic sign that spelled, "HEY! I'M OVER HERE!", but Alice didn't want to kill them. If she happened to run into the mortals, she'd have to use tactics and strength to win.

Speaking of the others, what were they up to? Surely they weren't just sitting back, enjoying the weather. Alice heaved a sigh. How could someone possibly enjoy winter, anyway? It was wet, and cold! Sure, the cold didn't affect her, but taking thermal energy required more effort, not to mention there was much less of it. And she didn't dare think about snow... She shuddered. Maybe she should think about something else.

...How long had Sei been--- her thoughts were interrupted by the last thing she wanted to hear. Gunshots. Gunshots meant mortals. They'd been spotted; but Ace was a little less than surprised.

"Put me down," She murmured. It came out as more of an order than a request, though how it was taken, Alice couldn't care less. And to her content, she soon found herself on the ground. Thankfully, they'd been walking for a while,so the sun's rays helped to dry the ground, though not completely. They were on pavement now. The ground was somewhat damp, but as long as Ace avoided puddles, she'd be fine.

Alice first found herself seeking cover, above all things, and found herself ducking behind a vacant hot dog stand... What am I up against, she thought to herself. Peeking over the top, she found, to her surprise and immediate distaste, she'd spotted four gunmen and five melees. If they were to be shot, it would mean the opposite of good to say the least. They'd have to take the gunmen down first... She could always---

A sudden daze came over Alice as she was struck on the head by a mortal. The impact, normally, would've been enough to KO a human, but being a disciple had its perks. Though shocked for a second or two, Alice quickly recovered and switched into battle mode. Her leg, now on fire, swept the mortal off of his feet, quite literally. As the mortal let out a loud screech and began to fall to the ground, clutching his burnt legs, Ace took it upon herself to grab him by the collar of his shirt, and slam him into the hot dog cart. The moment the cart fell, gunshots rang out and once again, Alice found herself ducking for cover.

A searing pain in her left shoulder told her she was a second too late. But Alice hadn't the time to focus on a measly gunshot wound; she could ask Louie about it later... Pursing her lips, she scanned her brain for some kind of plan. Within seconds, it hit her. Ace quickly turned to the mortal who'd hit her in the head, as she pushed him away from the hot dog cart. The human, seeing the opportunity to regain his footing, he barrel rolled away, to Ace's content.

Seizing the moment, she made a swift sweeping movement with her hand. She winced; her wounded shoulder was not pleased with the motion. Within seconds, the grease from the hot dog cart was set alight. A monstrously large fire began to roar. Any mortal with his sanity still intact wouldn't dare come near Alice. Even her fellow disciples would be wary of her; she was literally bathing in her element and water would only help the flames, so it wasn't like the disciple of water could do anything to stop it.

The fire was big enough to be seen from miles away, so part of Ace knew she was revealing her location to her fellow disciples, but she wasn't that worried. Surely it would attract everyone, which meant it would end up as a three versus five. Alice was confident in her friends. They had the advantage, for sure, and if their execution was good it would be an easy win.

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Carter couldn't help but smile as Keith cheered for him and his victory, but that was as much of a reaction as he was willing to give. Instead, he merely looked down at the ground, more specifically at the man he'd just defeated, with an almost quizzical expression. "And Carter delivers the final blow! He wins! Congratulations!" Keith continued to cheer, and Carter chuckled half-heartedly, only glancing up from the body when he spotted the petals showering them from above. As Keith moved towards one of the gunmen, Carter took the time to kneel beside the larger man and check his body for anything that might give a clue as to who they worked for, if they even had an employer. Most likely they were just a bunch of nobodies, looking for an easy way to boost their standing on Ariss by taking down one of the legendary Disciples. Carter scoffed at the idea; no mortal would even get close to defeating them, even if they had an entire army backing them. Finding nothing, Carter finally stood to see Keith scanning a crumpled piece of paper. He waited for a moment for Keith to speak up.

"Look Carter, we're all wanted!" Keith bellowed, and Carter frowned suddenly as he caught the piece of paper and opened it up. The first thing that caught his eye was his own picture, alongside the other Disciples, and then he finally allowed himself to read the print that declared a bounty over them. He wasn't entirely sure whether or not to feel incredibly pissed off or merely amused by the idea that mortals thought they even stood a chance against the Eight Disciples. Whatever he was feeling on the inside, he managed to keep his expression serious and as steady as possible. Keith, on the other hand, held a rather questionable expression which was somewhat worrying. "How unfortunate." Carter silently folded the piece of paper into a small square and shoved it into his pocket, all the while never taking his eyes off of Keith.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he muttered, allowing his arms to drop loosely at his sides. "You've been acting like a real psychopath lately, and I know that none of us have been quite.. the same recently, but you're by far the weirdest out of all of us right now." Carter's voice trailed off and he wondered briefly whether he'd even made any sense. He wasn't very good with words, as his ever violent nature often showed, and certainly did not know how to correctly express his concerns to his fellow Ashes. "This whole thing is fucking serious, but you never seem to care, do you?" he growled. Then, when he'd had enough of talking and was in no place to stick around to listen to his reply, Carter moved into the none-too-busy streets and scanned the area. He had assumed that, if some attackers were lingering around the factory, that a sort of 'base' was established nearby to keep an eye on the three Disciples. Searching for the mortals would take his mind off of the situation with Keith, anyhow.

His skateboard rolled out from the main doors of the building and Carter grabbed it, then looked up at the doors once more and paused for a few seconds until another of his bats did the same; though it was metal. This was one different to the bats he preferred using - it was quite heavy, but a hell of a lot more serious. He gripped it in his right fist while he hopped onto his board and pushed himself forward, moving down the road with no real sense of speed. He was in no hurry. He was only travelling for around 10 minutes when something rather bizarre caught his eye. A fire. Carter picked up speed then, pushing with more strength until he was rocketing down the street in the direction of the fire. It was large and fierce enough to send mortals scuttling off in odd directions, shoving each other around in order to save their own necks. Carter narrowed his eyes. This sort of fire was not caused simply by an "oopsie daisy" sort of accident. His thoughts then immediately moved to Alice, as did his gaze. He'd spotted her squatting behind a cover, and Carter sensed an opportunity to race forward, skidding to a halt not to far from her - certainly within her line of sight.

Having discarded his skateboard by simply stepping off of it and nudging it with his foot until it rolled down the street, Carter grinned questionably and tapped the end of his bat against the ground, enjoying the sound of metal on concrete. "G'morning, my dear old friend, Alice," he called in a sing-song voice, using her given name only because he knew how much it irked her. "It really is a pleasure to be seeing you again so soon after our little brawl. Say, fancy a rematch?" he asked, though he really wasn't going to take no for an answer. While talking, his fingers flexed and called forth the darkness from a nearby alleyway, trying to do so as discretely as possible in order to catch her by surprise. With each passing second, the darkness drew closer and enveloped more and more of the street in a rather ominous pitch blackness. He threw his arm back suddenly and the darkness whipped forward towards Ace in a wave of black. If he'd acted fast enough, he'd have caught her in a trap where he'd be free to mess with her mind as much as he wanted. However, if he was even a second too slow, she might've gotten away. Preparing for the worst, Carter raised his bat and readied himself for a physical attack, another puddle of shadows pooling at his feet, all the while feeling slightly uncomfortable by the heat from the fire that burned dangerously close to them.

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"What the hell is wrong with you?" Carter snarled. "You've been acting like a real psychopath lately, and I know that none of us have been quite.. the same recently, but you're by far the weirdest out of all of us right now."

He paused before adding, "This whole thing is fucking serious, but you never seem to care, do you?"

Keith's sinister grin turned into a repulsed gritting of the teeth. Care... For some odd reason, Carter's burst struck a nerve. Before he could even respond, Carter stormed off. His face then fell and he felt a sweat break out on his face. His hands gripped his head and for an instant he felt fear run through him. Something was wrong. Very wrong. He struggled trying to shake this fog in his mind that slowly crept through him. It was intoxicating, enticing, made him want more, yet it took it's hold. Suddenly he began to feel as though he could not act on his will. His desires, his darkest desires overpowered all his morality and guilt. Then his face fell still, almost blank and empty and his breath fell short. This suffocating fog... he could not resist it anymore. A long moment passed before he let out a disturbing chuckle. His crystal clear turquoise eyes slowly grew more and more cloudy and fogged. He stood up straight then crossed his arms as he hurried after Carter. One good look at his face would tell you he was dangerous. His eyes had a discomforting hunger and his smile was diabolical. He was clearly not himself. Quietly he leaped off the ground and seemingly floated to the top of the nearest brick wall. He then leaped to the top of the nearest building. It was like he was a frog. His light weight made him agile. He then hurried after Carter following him along the roof tops. Though what he did not anticipate was the sight Carter discovered that Keith saw soon after. A large fire in the distance. Large and almost danced as it rose in the sky. An artificially made fire. A fire that was almost alive.

"Alice," he whispered as Keith's old self seemed to surface for a few brief seconds. He gritted his teeth and grimaced, it almost appeared like he was in pain. But he got a hold of himself when he saw Carter trailing away in darkness. Like a shadow creeping through the streets unseen. This was an opportunity he could not pass up. Picking up speed, he hopped across the roof tops finding himself eventually passing by Carter silently. He had a brutish grin. If he could rid of his one true weakness, he'd be unstoppable. It was decided then, that he had to get rid of Alice. With her, he could not push himself to achieve his true ambitions. The one's he had always dreamed of deep, down inside. This would be a test, a game. A fun little showdown that would end in dire consequences. It was all but too exhilarating for Keith.

He slowed as he approached the fire. At this point he was back on the ground. Silently he crept through the trees and bushes before seeing a road in which the flames stood tall and mortals laid unconscious on the ground. Alice stood there, gracefully, angrily, fiercely. He had a serious look that all the disciples had seen very few times that revealed his darkness inside. However, he did not approach Alice. He only stared narrowly, masking himself behind the trees and plants.