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Alitz Ilarius Dion

"Chin up, head high. You have your life ahead of you... Unlike me..."

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a character in “The Night's Dance”, as played by Makenna Young

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✧ Name ✧
Alitz Ilarius Dion || "It means lighthearted child, it does. Ironic, I know."

✧ Age ✧
Thirteen || "Yeah, I know I look like an eight-year-old, thank you."

✧ Gender ✧
Male || "Don't you dare comment on my voice."

✧ Role ✧
Prisoner Two || "And I'm sure not happy about it, either."

✧ Theme Song ✧
Temporary Home || Carrie Underwood

✧ Physical Description ✧
Alitz is a small boy with sickly greenish colored skin and longish brown hair. His eyes are a dark frown, with sick orange flecks in them here and there, sympthoms of his illness. His cheeks are rosy in an unhealthy way, and he is void of any muscles. You can see his ribs through his clothing, which is a tattered dark brown longsleeved tunic with matching pants and no shoes.

✧ Personality ✧
|| " As long as everyone else is alright, don't worry about me." ||
Alitz is, ironically, very heavy-hearted and timid when it comes to his own predicament, both his illness and his captivity. He's been known to just burst out crying at the most random of moments. On the other hand, however, he is an extremely sympathetic being when it comes to the toils of others. He'll do anything to keep other people happy and believes in the idea of self-sacrifice.

✧ History ✧
|| " Really? Must I relay all this? It's not pleasant, I tell you." ||
Alitz was born to Tuum and Penla Dion on April sixteenth as an only child. However, he never knew these parents, his father having been killed in hiking accident and his mother having died in child birth. Instead, Alitz grew up in an orphanage for boys, where food and adequate coverings were scarce. He doesn't remember much about the day he was captured, due to frequent memory dispersals, but he gets the jist of some sort of kidnapping.

✧ Other ✧
|| " Ah, well there is this one thing..." ||
Alitz has been known to sing to keep spirits up. He's actually quite good, too.







✧ Roleplay Sample ✧

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So begins...

Alitz Ilarius Dion's Story

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Yoru Yurasaki Character Portrait: Ayame Niko Character Portrait: Siren Yoshitake Character Portrait: Kiera Red Character Portrait: Kyon Mitizizumi Character Portrait: Shizuka Ame Character Portrait: Tsubasa Ame Character Portrait: Misaki Aokigahara Character Portrait: Tsubaki Hayashi Character Portrait: Amiya Domen Character Portrait: Alastrina Character Portrait: Eiko Winters Character Portrait: Liberia Cross Character Portrait: Takamori Character Portrait: Namid Character Portrait: Alitz Ilarius Dion Character Portrait: Aoi Tanaka Character Portrait: Kiyone Tsubokura
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"Ahh, there's nothing to do again today, huh?"


A figure was saying, in a very bored tone. A boy, who looked as if he was 16 years old leaned against a seat in the theater. He was looking up at the ceiling, that no one could see his face, unless they looked at him from the back. He snapped forward, strands of pale blonde hair flying forward as a black hood soon came to cover his head. "So boring in here. It's almost maddening." He kicked off, landing on his feet and starting to walk around. The guardians were patrolling, anyway, so--

Wait. The guardians were patrolling.

"That means the barrier's not up!" He thought as he looked at the doors. They weren't there. Grinning, he focused himself and, in a cloud of darkness, he disappeared from inside the theater and reappeared outside. He smirked. "Score for Yurasaki." He then dug around in his jacket pockets and took out a black spray can, grinning at the glare that the full moon gave it. "Today may not be as boring as I thought." Yoru whispered to himself as he ran away from the theater before any of the Spirit Guardians found him.







"Just another day for the black sheep of the Hayashi family."


Tsubaki thought as she finished packing the numerous crayons scattered around the room into the old toolbox that they now used as a crayon case of some sorts. She wiped some sweat off her brow, and looked at the sleeping child on the table. She sighed and poked the little girl a few times. "Hana. Hana. Wake up." The girl muttered something- gibberish, Tsubaki had thought- and then said, "Five more minutes."

"You've been asleep for 20 minutes and counting, and if you don't wake up soon, you'll miss the lights." The girl immediately sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Onee-chan.." Tsubaki crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. "They appear at 9:30, right?" Hana nodded enthusiastically. "Let's go to my room. I have a better view in my window." The little girl leaped off her chair and started trotting up the stairs, nearly tripping. Tsubaki caught her and lifted her bridal style, smirking as the girl laughed sweetly.

She placed Hana down on the armchair she had conveniently placed near the window so she could read and look at the sky and think all at the same time. As Hana looked out the window, she walked over to the fridge in her room. Since she barely went out except for school, most of the normal things she needed was there, in her room. Fridge, food, a small kitchen, hell, she even had her own bathroom. Bookshelves were lined on one side, and near her bed sat a few plushies and dolls Hana was learning to make. Her computer- used for research- was also at one corner, near the bookshelves. Digging around in the fridge, she pulled out a small red and white bottle, and another, a can of soda. The soda was for her, of course, since she was warned not to let Hana drink the "acid". Milk was for the little girl sitting at her armchair, since Hana had told her, "I wanna be as tall as Onee-chan!" and she knew that she also liked milk since it was creamy and cool.

She walked over to Hana and handed the red and white bottle to her, opening the can after lifting Hana and letting the child sit in her lap. The younger one took small sips from the creamy milk while Tsubaki took swigs from the can. "Look! Look, Onee-chan! It's there!" Hana pointed at the fireflies that started coming up. They looked like snow falling from the sky, except they were going up. She smiled softly. It was calming to her, how they went up. Like her spirits, when she was pumped up to fight.

When the light show ended, Hana had fallen asleep. Tsubaki carried her again, put the half-finished bottle of milk away, and brought her back to her room. After tucking the little girl in and slipping a teddy bear into her arms, she went back to her room and looked out the window.

"That light show got my spirits up, so.."

She stretched and went to the corner, booting up her computer and quickly sending all her groupmates for the thesis e-mails, each containing the same message.

"Hey, it's me, Tsubaki. You feel like coming over tomorrow, after school? Let's discuss the subject of our thesis and see what information we gathered." She leaned back and waited for the replies, looking at the full moon.

"Let's see what the night brings, and if you come again, Mr. Spirit Dancer." She dared.

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Character Portrait: Yoru Yurasaki Character Portrait: Siren Yoshitake Character Portrait: Kiera Red Character Portrait: Alastrina Character Portrait: Liberia Cross Character Portrait: Namid Character Portrait: Alitz Ilarius Dion Character Portrait: Aoi Tanaka
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Namid frowned slightly as she pulled herself up into a sitting position. She had fallen asleep in one of the theatres many rooms as she had been looking for a window, a door, some way out into the real world again. Her back and neck hurt from where she had curled up on a set of viewing couches that overlooked the main stage.

Shrugging it off, she yawned and scratch before glancing down. Gasping, she quickly ducked down as she saw one of the spirits patrolling the building. They didn't do it all the time and she could never figure out why they did, but their patrolling normally meant one thing. He was out.

Smiling, she quickly pulled herself up and began to make her way through the halls, looking into a few rooms as she passed them, trying to find Al. It wasn't often Yoru was out and it often meant he would be returning with another victim who had fallen for her trap.

The only chance she really ever got to try and escape was when he was out. The Spirits would sometimes get distracted when they noticed him missing and Nami would be able to enter parts of the Theater normally under guard.

He was getting out somehow and Nami would find it even if it killed her. Suddenly she halted as she backed up and looked into one of the rooms she had walked past. Inside she found the younger prisoner boy she had taken to calling Al and had grown to like when considering her only other company were 5 spirits and a deranged maniac that liked to keep people as toys...

"Hay Al, guess who's out for the day and probably won't be back for a while!", she called out to the boy as she entered the room, slinging her arms around his shoulders and smiling down at him.

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Character Portrait: Siren Yoshitake Character Portrait: Kiera Red Character Portrait: Liberia Cross Character Portrait: Namid Character Portrait: Alitz Ilarius Dion Character Portrait: Aoi Tanaka
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"A YOUNG BOY, seemingly betrayed by the world, an unneccessary life of complications and pain burdening him greatly..."






Alitz stands facing the stone wall in an empty theater room. Frowning, he traces the lines of cement between the stone slowly, bearing the aura of one who had done this countless times before. The reason is unclear even to he, and he cares not the answer the query that he is merely loosing his sanity, teetering at the brink, just waiting to be pushed so he may fall... fall... fall...

It is not as though he has never played host to this feeling of madness and helplessness before; indeed, the thoughts are like old friends by now, and instead of being frightened of such a mindset as he once was, Alitz now offers the thoughts a weak smile and a greeting - a smile and greating which his dark, desolute thoughts fiercely refuse to return, leaving Alitz to wonder if he has already toppled over the edge. But, no. He would know, wouldn't he? To be honest, he's not one hundred percent sure at this point in time and space.

Just as Alitz turns with a small, defeated sigh, a pair of strong arms pulls him into a tight, excited hug. "Hay Al, guess who's out for the day and probably won't be back for a while!" A pair of beautiful magenta eyes sparkle down at him, a huge smile lighting up the older girl's face.

Alitz cannot help but return Nami's broad grin, despite the rivers of thought that had just been flowing through his mind. "Well, it could only be one person, couldn't it?" He laughs shakily. "Assuming he is a person, that is. Sometimes I wonder if he's just some kind of.... Well, you know what I mean." Alitz allows his prior laugh to recur, equally as shaky, thinking of all the horrific crimes the Spirit Dancer had knowingly - and willingly - commited against he and Nami alike.

Sighing, he looks up at Nami doubtfully. "But... Are you sure you should try this again? I mean, I'm not saying I don't want to get out of here, and I'll help if you're going, but... well... past searches have been fruitless. Perhaps this place is impenetrable to all except for, you know," he swallows with some difficulty, "he and the guardians. Is it even worth the risk of getting caught? His brow furrows deeply.

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Al smiled up at her and Nami was glad the boy was still okay. Sometimes she worried that this inprisonment had been to much for him and it could worry her to no end, but his smile often put her mind to rest if only for a brief period.

"Well, it could only be one person, couldn't it? Assuming he is a person, that is. Sometimes I wonder if he's just some kind of.... Well, you know what I mean.", Nami frowned slightly at the shaky laugh that came from the boy and hugged him protectively. She had no clue how long she had known him but for some reason she had grown protective of the younger kid.

"I know what you mean...", she relied before realising her grip on Al might of gotten a bit tight seeing as she was almost clinging to him like a drowning man to a lifesaver. She watched as Al turned doubtful eyes on her and sighed, causing her to frown slightly down at him.

"But... Are you sure you should try this again? I mean, I'm not saying I don't want to get out of here, and I'll help if you're going, but... well... past searches have been fruitless. Perhaps this place is impenetrable to all except for, you know,", he paused and seemed to swallow with some difficulty, "he and the guardians. Is it even worth the risk of getting caught?", he said as his brow furrowed, making Nami run a reassuring hand through his hair and offer him her bravest smile.

"I don't know if it's worth it or not, but I don't want to remain his... His toy...", she spat the words out bitterly and glared randomly at the wall before shaking her had and sighing. "Life can be such a hopeless thing, but if you give up then you lose. I won't lose to him.", she whispered the last words as if they were a promise, whether to herself or to Al, even she didn't know.

Suddenly Nami's eyes widened and a weird sparkle lit her eyes. "Maybe your right! Maybe only he and the spirits can get out, and if so then we just need to get them to let us out.. Her face creased in slight though as she quickly ran the five spirits through her mind. The Spirit dancer was out of the question, no way would he just let them go; but maybe Liberia would be willing to help. It was a long shot but hay, it was all she had right now and it was better then nothing.

"Let's try and find Liberia, she's not to fond of the Spirit dancer if my observations are correct and she might just be our best bet. What do you think Al? Want to go a spirit hunting?", she asked. Nudging her go boys shoulder jokingly as she tried to add a little lightheartedness to their grim situation.

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Character Portrait: Siren Yoshitake Character Portrait: Kiera Red Character Portrait: Alastrina Character Portrait: Liberia Cross Character Portrait: Namid Character Portrait: Alitz Ilarius Dion Character Portrait: Aoi Tanaka
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"WE ALL HAVE OUR SECRETS; some more than others..."






Alastrina treads soundlessly through the back halls, resting assured that the other Spirits have close eye on the entrances. They always do, it seems... Well, Aoi could get lazy when she felt like it, but no matter. Who could blame the poor girl? It's not as though everyone could have such a resolve, nor the motivation to fulfill such a trying task.

Siren's voice can be heard as though from af far, though Alastrina knows that the message has arrived only by way of mind. "Guys, I'll be supervising a girl with long blonde hair. I'll keep safe so please do the same."

The Pink Spirit nods to herself before sending a message back mentally. "Alright, Sister. My heart is with you, always so. Be safe, and be smart."

As the words filter from Alastrina's head, she allows herself to go invisible. And just in time, too. Just as she fades from sight fully, a solid, substantial girl hurries past excitedly. Though she is not solid or visible, Alastrina automatically presses up against the wall as the girl passes. Alastrina sighs sadly. Yoru must be out, and she cannot do nothing more than consol the prisoners for now; if she were to guide them out, the story of the Spirit Dancer would attract and endanger more fools. Besides, more than likely they'd be captured once more in due time. Who knew that Yoru would sink as low as kidnapping? That's not at all the young man she knew in life, but then again, she is not the same person either. Perhaps death unlocks a new self, a new state of being. But no matter. She must replace Siren up front, perhaps check on the poor imprisoned children and tell them a story before Yoru returns. One thing is for sure; the Spirit Dancer must never lay eye on her or it will all come crashing down.

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Alitz listens to Namid without a word, as she seems to be moreso thinking out loud than talking to him, and he doesn't care much to interupt or misinterpret her line of thought before she has finished the sequence herself. It's only right that he doesn't intervene; he is but a fool, he knows quite well. Everyone has said it to him before, more likely than not.

A child still, in his own eyes even, Alitz does not like to raise false hopes. This is why he doesn't bother to hope for a cure to his rare illness, nor hope for escape or even decent treatment for Nami from the Spirit Dancer. All the same, he can't help but feel a slight flame of optimism from within his very being when the older girl comes to her conclusion.

"Maybe your right! Maybe only he and the spirits can get out, and if so then we just need to get them to let us out..."

Alitz shifts his weight from foot to foot in nervous apprehension. "Well, I guess it's worth a try. It's the best idea we have so..." He trails off, not even knowing himself where he was going with the broken sentence. Why he even started it, he knows not, and indeed feels a tad foolish for this reason, which may or may not be pointless. He's not sure he trusts his own assessment of himself, to be completely honest.

"Let's try and find Liberia, she's not to fond of the Spirit dancer if my observations are correct and she might just be our best bet. What do you think Al? Want to go a spirit hunting?"

Supressing an honest laugh at Nami's euphoria, Alitz gives a half-smile. "Well, it's better than just sitting here waiting for him to come back. Why not? This should be entertaining." His grin broadens. "Lead the way, warrior.

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Character Portrait: Yoru Yurasaki Character Portrait: Siren Yoshitake Character Portrait: Alastrina Character Portrait: Liberia Cross Character Portrait: Namid Character Portrait: Alitz Ilarius Dion Character Portrait: Aoi Tanaka
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"Sisters, I'm in need of assistance. The Spirit Dancer and I are at a disagreement and I would appreciate any and all help."

Alastrina pauses, closing her eyes with a sigh at Siren's words. A "disagreement?" That could be anything, was it really worth calling alarm? All the same, she knows deep within herself that Siren wouldn't raise an alarm for nothing. Something is up, something not good at all.

Even though she wants to help, Alastrina knows that she cannot allow Yuro to see her, and that dwelling - even invisible - in his prescence is risky at best. Yet she knows she must help, and therefore turns to her gifts.

Alastrina twists her right wrist in an ascending motion, causing a misty, transluctant, colorless copy of Siren herself to arise in front of her, bow and all. Reaching within the figure she had created, the Pink Spirit pulls a handful of mist from the Siren replica, creating another. She repeats the process until four Siren replicas stand before her.

"I am afraid that I am preoccupied, Sister," she speaks out loud as she pushes the thought to Siren. "However, I will send assistance, in my own way. You will know when the help I have promised arrives."

Frowning, Alastrina hopes desperately against hope that the other Spirit Guardians don't notice her unwillingness to appear before Yoru, instead helping discreetly from the shadows. But without a doubt, they will notice eventually.

Snapping her fingers, Alastrina allows the four Sirens to disappear before her eyes, to transport to help the real Siren. She opens a viewing port - part of her gift - in front of her to watch the proceedings.

The Siren replicas each stand to a side of Yoru - one behind, one in front, one to the left, and one to the right. The each raise their bows and speak in unison, but the voice is not Siren's or Alastrina's, even though the latter is controlling their words, their robotic voices. "You've had your fun, Dancer. Kindly return with Aoi and Siren. I promise my Sisters will cause you no annoyance. You must return at some point, and my eyes are always on you. My Sisters and I cannot cause you pain, true. But beware of the pain you can cause yourself in the world of the living. Be wise."

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"Well, it's better than just sitting here waiting for him to come back. Why not? This should be entertaining. Lead the way, warrior." Al said to her which drew a laugh from her and she grabbed up his hand, she had no clue where Liberia might be but hopefully they would find the spirit before Yoru returned.

Twisting and turning, Nami made her way through the theatre with familiar ease, having memories most of the places corridors and rooms within her... Her eyes glazed slightly in though, mindlessly walking the hallways as if in a trance.

How long had it been? How long has she been stuck as Yorus prisoner. She had no idea of time being in the theatre as she had never been able to go outside and find a calendar, or even a clock. She had lost all sense of time and had found herself often just sleeping and eating when her body requested it, regardless of the supposed time. Thinking about it, she had no clue when Al had arrived either, but it seemed like he had come after her. She paused and suppressed a shudder at the though of what would of happened to her had Al not come along.

The young kid had saved her from the hell that meant Yoru as her only company seeing as some spirits weren't the most keen on going into a conversation and Nami could never stop the slight anger that come to her when she saw the night dancer or one of the spirits leaving. It was fair.

Shaking her head, she pulled herself back to the present and just in time to noticed the familiar yellow haired spirit. She appeared to be alone in one of the bigger rooms that occupied the theatre and was holding a cup of tea with a slightly vacant look as if she wasn't seeing what was in front of her.

Glancing nervously back at Al, she pulled her hand from his and gestured for him to stay by the door while she talked to Liberia in case the spirit became angry. Nami was clueless on how Liberia would react to her request, or even if she would react at all, but if it was negative and violent, though unlikely, she didn't want Al to be in the firing line.

Stepping forward, she steeled her eyes and stuffed the nervous butterfly's in her stomach into a small tight ball which she willed out of existence as she got closer to the spirit. Coughing slight when she was in hearing distance, Nami cleared her voice once before putting on her politest tone. Sure it wasn't her style, but if being a slave meant anything, it did teach you how to read you master and act appropriately, though whether you did or not was you own decision.

"Umm, Lady Liberia?" She started nervously, eyes widening in horror as she heard the slight tremble in her voice that the nerves had caused. Clearing her though once more she started again, this time coming out more confident and assertive. "Lady Liberia, I have been wondering this for a while, and I apologise if this may seem intruding, but may I ask if it is really true that only the spirits and the spirit dancer can leave the theatre?" She asked, polite and curious, hoping it was the best way to approach the subject. Right now, anything would do and even if it was simply a second of the outside world, she would take it.

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Character Portrait: Siren Yoshitake Character Portrait: Liberia Cross Character Portrait: Namid Character Portrait: Alitz Ilarius Dion Character Portrait: Aoi Tanaka
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Alastrina watches Siren go glassy-eyed through the viewing port, and instantly she knows what is happening. She sighs sadly, feeling bad for some of her sister spirits, who had their memories extracted from their very being. The spirits with no memory had been like that since she met them, and thus far, the memories haven't seemed to recover much. Poor girls.

As Siren comes to, she announces the inevitable. "Sorry... I just gained another memory so the day wasn't a complete loss... Either way, I accept responsibility for my mistake."

Smiling slightly, Alastrina watches as Aoi approaches Siren, speaking nothing but words of comfort and encouragement. "He managed to get away huh... Well, whatever. We can't find him now. Don't let him get to you. You are the ones keeping him in check after all." As the spirit girls start to walk away, Alastrina hesitates momentarily, at conflict with herself. She knows what she wants to do, but she also knows that if Yoru is still around somewhere, lurking, it's extremely dangerous. After a long pause, she sighs. Siren is more important than Yoru right now.

Alastrina instructs her Siren-duplicates to meld together, instead forming one Alastrina-duplicate that mirrors the real Alastrina's words, voice, and movement. The replica smiles, hurrying to walk in step with Siren. "Allow me to accompany you home," she says with a curtsy. "Don't let the Dancer's escape bother you, Sister Dear. As we speak, I am back in the theater opening viewing ports around the city. If he attempts to wreck havoc, we'll know only a moment after it happens. And don't get so down on yourself. You did nothing wrong other than heeding your intuition, and there is no wrong in that all. He'll be back. As I stated before to he himself, the outside world is not one for the living. Now hurry home. I'd like another set of eyes on the ports, for I plan to check on our living residents before the Dancer returns." The Alastrina replica smiles gently.

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Character Portrait: Yoru Yurasaki Character Portrait: Tsubaki Hayashi Character Portrait: Amiya Domen Character Portrait: Eiko Winters Character Portrait: Liberia Cross Character Portrait: Namid Character Portrait: Alitz Ilarius Dion
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Yoru had started running back home before any of the Spirit Guardians- No, he wasn't gonna let them find him this time- and reached the the theater, panting as he had suddenly had an outburst at Siren and he transformed himself into a cat. Of course his legs were aching from all that running as his figure started to change, turning from a cat into his real figure as he stumbled into the theater. His black hood was blown back by a gust of air as he practically heaved his tired- and slightly battered and bruised- body to the door. He didn't even bother completing his transformation so a pair of cat ears stood up straight and proud from his head and a tail was swaying stiffly behind him. He kicked the door open, letting the others still in the theater hear it. So that they knew that the Spirit Dancer was back, and he wasn't in much of a good mood.

The tired boy practically collapsed as he entered. He even barely managed a "I'm back" to the others in the theater. Shutting the doors behind him he started to enter one of the larger rooms, and as he did, he noticed two of his prisoners, and Liberia. He rolled his eyes. "Great." He muttered. "I just got back from the other spirits half-torturing me based on a false accusation, and now I have to deal with her."







Tsubaki sighed at Eiko's tardiness. "Yep, definitely late again." The rest of the day in her classroom was pretty much boring- only the loud voice of her teacher kept her awake. She even nearly fell asleep but her seatmate shook her awake, nearly landing her in trouble with the teacher. "I'll have to pay her back." She made a mental note to herself. During her free time, she went back to her research. Some of the rumors about the Spirit Dancer made no sense to her or looked pretty much cliche, so she sighed in frustration. "Damn these rumors. I'm not getting any information with this."

As the bell rung for them to leave, Tsubaki started packing up her things and preparing her mind for tons of people in her room later. Misaki couldn't come, though, so she decided she'll tell her when she comes around. If she doesn't, then she'd e-mail her. Hopefully the girl would come next time, though. She really appreciated it when she asked Misaki for her opinion- Even if she was easily scared and was extremely cautious, she still had a logical and rational mind in making decisions.

She spotted Amiya and another girl up ahead, but she had something to do before she left for their discussion. Disappearing into an alley she smirked as she started to execute her plan for revenge on the person who shook her awake just a while ago. After a few minutes, she left, running over to Amiya. "Hey." She greeted with her normal, monotone voice. Again, after about 5 minutes, her phone started ringing. "Excuse me." She walked away from them, turning her back on them, and answering.

"TSUBAKI!!!!!!!!!!!" "I know, love you too Shinya." She stated bluntly, trying to hold back a snicker. "DID YOU JUST STEAL MY SODA!?" "What if I did? It's called sweet revenge for nearly getting me into trouble in class a while ago." "Y-YOU BETTER PAY FOR THAT!" "Nope, you're still the one who bought it, you still hold responsibility." Then she hung up and ignored every other call Shinya gave her. Snickering to herself as she came back to the group, she decided to keep quiet while waiting for the others.

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Liberia's maidens frowned, before looking at each other. 'What should we do Lady Liberia?' They both thought in unison, and their creator sighed. "Stay until everything clears." She could feel them nod. Taking a sip of her tea- earl grey tea she assumed. She continued watching the situation from her maiden's eyes, causing her to look distant but even so she was still aware of the footsteps nearing her.ImageProbably one of the hostages, she thought, before taking another sip. She remembered the day when they appeared at the theater because of the Spirit dancer's desire for entertainment. Their scared expressions were not forgotten, and Liberia always felt remorse for the humans.. Sadly she couldn't do anything about it because of their inability to harm the dancer. All she could do is be kind to them. The door opened.
"Umm, Lady Liberia?" A trembling voice.. 'Fear.' She slowly placed her tea onto her lap, and she snapped out of the connection between her weapons. Liberia turned her head, before kindly smiling (To reassure Namid that she had nothing to fear). "Why hello there Namid." She greeted, obviously familiar with the red headed female, one she took favor to in some way. She also looked at the boy behind her and added on, rather amused of the protectiveness Namid emitted, "-Al, its nice to see you two."
Tilting her head, she blinked at them, curious of their intentions. "Lady Liberia, I have been wondering this for a while, and I apologies if this may seem intruding-" She hummed in pleasure, 'Polite girl.' but may I ask if it is really true that only the spirits and the spirit dancer can leave the theatre?" She paused during her sip of tea, slightly surprised by the question, but she didn't let her emotions hinder her. Placing the tea down, she answered the question with ease, "Well yes..why may you ask?"