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    With sad eyes he sat on the edge of the bed, head down and hands resting painfully in his lap. He honestly felt extremely terrible, he knew that even though she was in pain she wouldn't die she wasn't meant to for another ten years... And that hurt more then his hands did at that point.
    When she asked the question about his wife his head shot up, sending her a look with no emotion. But with a sigh he returned to staring at his band head hands. "My wife..."


    "She was a living person... Well, she was a human soul," he began, a gentle smile coming to his face, "her name was Nao, and she was behind kind to me and all others. Shay and Alexial when they first came along." He laughed at the memory. "I admitted her name because I felt odd around her and I wanted to know why."
    "Found out it was love... Funnily enough and she couldn't tell me why I felt it. But she...she stayed with me and made me feel wanted, made me feel like so,eating more then what I seemed.
    She taught me about things I didn't know, emotion and human nature, she helped me become more human, I used to terrify people on my boat because I was less like a person they could trust their soul with and more like a grim reaper... Haha..."


    "She was never scared when I had my rare bouts of anger, not did she ever seem frightened when she saw what I really looked like..." His hands trailed over each other, crane like sleeves hanging low. "I used to always look like this, without the bloodied hands, and we were fine together. Happy and she was perfect... I loved her more then I should have I think."
    "But all souls fade if both brought to their place of rest... I didn't realise that until years later... Not many years ago she fell ill, always in pain and I didn't know what to do... When I did it was too late and she was gone..."

    Blinking slowly the look of panic that once settled on his features was wiped, instead replaced with one of anger. "You complete brat! You wonder why I don't want to spend time with you!" He growled, hands tightening on the door, knuckles turning white, god he was angry.
    Even though he'd only really ever gotten horribly angry once, and not even in front of her, she'd never seen in. He locked himself in his and Casey's room, angrily screaming and creating a horribly tornado of sounds.
    Eventually Casey calmed him down but he refused to leave the room, missing three days of school in his own fear of harming someone else.


    The reason he and Casey shared a a room, and a bed oddly enough, was because they already felt indebted to her parents for allowing them to stay. So they opted for a room together to refrain from taking too much from that gratitude.
    Working was just one way they tried to pay that off.


    "You better get dressed, I'm leaving soon so I won't be here to baby you all day, if you need something ask Casey, nicely." His final word was a hiss and finished with a glare as he spun on his heel, closing the door, and leaving to get ready.
    He didn't care if it was early he wanted to get there as soon as possible, considering he walked, to do a couple extra laps.

    Tilting his head again before shaking his head the reflection replied, "no, I've never had a sibling, I'm here alone. It's always been just me, remember?" He didn't say in a way to be considered rude, even if the male had a very loose concept on what that was.
    Still giving a confused look the male blinked, but nodded anyway, choosing not to question the matter much further, it was hard enough for him to follow anyway. Not that one could blame him, he had never had any kind of exposure to such things before her.


    When trying to answer his question about twins looking the same he looked even more confused, shifting to stand in an odd manner with some hair wrapped around his finger. It was obvious that he didn't really understand what she was saying, but he choose to leave it be.
    "I...see."

    Tilting his head the reflection gave her a confused look, leaning close to her. "Are you alright? Your face is red, don't humans only do that when they get sick?" He questioned, a concerned look in his eyes.
    If he were anyone else being so close would most defiantly be odd, but the male obviously had loose, if no, concepts of human actions and personal space.
    Not that anyone could really blame him, a lot of the stuff he learnt came mostly from her and children over the years, he had to figure a lot of stuff out simply by watching humans he couldn't talk to, and that was a pain.


    As if the glass under his feet didn't bother him Alexial looked around, one finger twirling his hair as he'd done in the mirror. "It's...different, I'm so used to seeing nothing but white all around me... But you have... Things around you." He laughed gently.
    "It's lovely... But...what do I do now?"

    Jay growled, rubbing her head from the massive headache she was getting. "Thanks, I really needed to hear that from you of all people..." With a groan she had to sit down, laying in her back with her hands covering her eyes. "I doubt you'll mind if I take this night off... I drank too much, even though Alex was meant to watch that..." Another growl.
    "Since I'm most defiantly no moving from here for a while tell me how your day went." It was more so a demand then anything else.

    "Isn't it just nice to know each other's names? Makes us seem less hostile." She growled, narrowing her eyes at the girl. "And no, I wouldn't know my assignments name, they feel as though doing such would make us attached to those we chase." She informed, arms crossed.
    "Well, Alice, its a pleasure to meet you, I suppose." She replied, holding out a hand. "As I said I am Jay. And once again I need you to give your word that my life in the waking world is safe form you."

    Allen let out a small laugh, confident air never leaving him, like always. Though both knew that if she tried to bite back against any words he spoke that he'd be the one to back down in a cowards defeat.
    Once again he wasn't the king the people wanted, no matter how good he was he wasn't good enough.


    Pressing his fingertips together he nodded, bowing before her. "Pleasure to meet you Calliope," a small laugh, "I am Allen Mareson, but I'm sure you knew that." He stood up once again, a grin on his face. Clapping his hands he spun around, back to her. "Aha.... About all this..." A small tack of nervousness snuck into his words, bringing them to an odd waver.
    "All the troops I sent to the other kingdom, um, died." He flinched at the thought of all the people waiting for them to return home, only to get the word that they'd all died, while he was the one who should have been there.
    They'd most defiantly pick on the fact that he'd hidden away here while braver men went and rap ought against a kingdom that wanted his head.


    "You, Calliope, are the hero because...well, because you are!" He finally spun around to face her, fingertips pressed together once more. "I'll be personally training you to be the best you can be," he shot an arm to the side in effect, "and you'll be able to take down any who stands in your way!"
    "For now you'll be doing simple, training with me and a few others, okay? Nothing too bad for now." A small laugh, obviously nervous. "Any other questions?"

    Shaking his head with another laugh, Rinto tried to hide his face further behind his large sleeves, playfully jumping away when she pulled his hand away. "What if I'm embarrassed and simply don't want you to see my flushed face, Natalia?" He asked in the same joking manner, grin on his face.
    When she reassured him of her not being angry Rinto's shoulders slumped as he let out a sigh of relief. "Thank all... I was really worried there for a while!" He told her, head falling forward as he rocked on his heel to lean closer. "Of hate for you to hate me..."
    With a giggled he pulled away from her, happily swinging their joined arms. "Anyway, enough of that sappy stuff!" He declared, childlike happiness back once more.


    At Addy's mention of being a couple Rinto tilted his head. "We're the weirdest couple?" He asked with confusion, he wasn't sure he understood what she was saying, he had an idea but he was never too good with the odd way humans sometimes phrased themselves, it always confused him to no end.
    "Music Dojo?" He asked, he wasn't really one too keen for music, his ears were overly sensitive due to the animal like characteristics his true form held. He'd never complained whenever his ears were in pain, but Natalia usually dragged him out of their kinds of shops when he looked like he was a bout to pass out.


    "I'm fine with it, let's go then!" He cheered, grabbed Addy's hand in his free one before tugging the two girls along. "What you heard is true, just be careful sometimes the music is much too loud." Which wasn't true at all, it was really only ever loud to him.

    Spencer sighed at the boring scene around them, he'd seen it more times then he needed, it's not like he actually did anything here. He'd just sit on the side and watch, usually zoning out. There was that one time he fell asleep... Casey would not let that go.
    Huffing at her response he narrowed his eyes, not responding for a while. "I still feel like he shouldn't be allowed to do anything even close to it..." He growled, a her rising as the memory of that man and his sister came back.
    Oh he was so close to hurting that man.


    "Y-you're going?!" He yelled, eyes going wide and his face burning red. "With...Casey..?" His face feel to his hands, trying to hid his face. "You do whatever you want with the play, I don't care." Hastily opening the car door he got out. "I need some air!"

    ((Ouch, that really sucks.))


    Glancing at her place at his shoulder Len let's out a huff, growling lightly as his sharp nailed fingers dug into her skin. "Like I said, you're lucky I'm not allowed to harm you too badly. I can't believe you did that." He hissed, eyes narrowed at her like a predator.
    "I'm a demon not something you can play around with when you feel as though you should." He hissed once more, but made no move to make her get off him or even show any other signs of retaliation.


    Closing his eyes the demon once again relaxed, ears finally back to their proper colour, much to his liking. "I feel as though you're much too comfortable in the presence of a being that could kill you with the flick in the wrist." He muttered lightly, a sigh escaping him as his head shifted so she could tangle her hands more or his liking.
    Keeping his eyes closed the demon shifted again, moving his whole body into a more comfortable position, almost like he was about to throw her off of him. "Though I do wish you'd spend less time stressing over those people in that hell- school. School." Again the attention wanting came through like always, it was nearly as bad as his need to never be bored.
    "But again," his eyes opened to glare at her, "I am not too happy about that stunt with my ears."

    Rin didn't say anymore, only tightened her grip on both of them, hiding her tear streaked face. She wasn't sure she could handle anything more, all this emotion that had been building up just followed and fell, she couldn't always bottle things up.
    She found it funny, she was always louder and more outgoing -as outgoing as the two shut-ins could be- but she always felt things like this more then her brother. She felt fear a lot more then the elder Robin, she was more emotional...
    "You better keep that promise!" She sobbed out.


    Robin, held his sister closer and tighter, trying to keep himself more composed, though it was extremely difficult... He just wanted to make sure hiss sister was okay... She was the most important thing to him, the one person who's always been with him since she'd been born.
    But he couldn't always be strong, right now he was breaking apart slowly. Instead of being loud he cried silently, trying to keep all sounds to himself. He didn't want to break.


    "W-what... What do you do now...?"

    Jay grinned, finally feeling a sense of hope in her chest. How long had she been stuck doing this? How many people had she tried to free only for them to have to die?
    Too many was her answer...
    "Lovely, I'm glad you can meet such demands, Alice." She nodded, allowing her sharp clawed hand to fall back to her side. "Now... Shall we begin?"

    Alexial put a hand on the mirror, cold glass so familiar to the reflections hand. "No... It's okay... I think I understand well enough, I think." A small laugh came from the being. "But... Um, if you could maybe do something for me I'd be... Greatly happy..." He began, voice going quiet for a few moments.
    "Could you out your hand over mine...? I want to feel your warmth..." He asked, an odd look coming over the pink haired reflections face. If she were to touch the mirror where he was then he'd be able to feel her... Or at least the part on the mirror.

    Alexial titled his head as the other stumbled back, was she okay? "Are you sure? Last time you looked like that you were ill..." As asked, eyes showing concern. He really didn't want her to be sick, he didn't really know what to do if she was..
    Looking down at the glass scattered under his bare feet the male made a confused sound, as if the sharp shards didn't hurt his feet at all. "A broom? Why?" With his questioning words he followed her out, not worrying about stepping on the glass.


    His eyes widened when he stepped out, like this simple house was like nothing he'd ever seen before. Looking back to her with a wide smile he clapped his hands, much like he did in the mirror. "You've got things around you! Objects and colour!" He said cheerfully, wonder shining in his bright eyes.
    "In my mirror there's nothing but white all around! No end and only myself and the mirror." He told her, fingertips pressed together.
    He looked quite out of place here, nothing too specific but he just didn't fit in... Like a black and white character in a coloured movie.


    "It's just... Amazing!"

    Dragging his sharp nails up and down her back again, almost as if he was warning her somehow, he glared. "There's quite the difference in you touching my ears and me tormenting you for a day. It's much different with my... Reaction." A light tint of red covered his ears at his words as he let his head fall back.
    "You like danger... Yet you get angry whenever I put you in such situations..." With a laugh Len raised his head to look at her with a cheery smile. "And, like you said, I just can't hurt you physically." Deciding to let the whole thing drop now the demon settled back into his preferred position.


    Feeling her sigh into his neck Len did nothing more then grumble some sort of complaint, for once choosing to keep such words to himself. "You're weird..." Was the only thing that he said, hands now resting comfortably on her back once more.
    "I'm bored..." The famous line came from the demon for the first time in a while.

    With a growl the angel made no comment for quite some time, choosing instead to think her response over, not that she really could when it felt like her head was going to implode on itself.
    "Saw me? Ah... Funny, I highly doubt you saw me." She knew he had, she'd seen him, she'd seen him and Alex interact. "But I'll humour you, where did you see me, dear sinner?"


    The question was obviously made in a snarky manner, though it was obvious that the angel wasn't too happy to be speaking, the cringe of pain was enough to show this quickly.


    ((Sorry if you thought I wasn't doing this anymore, things have been hectic down here, I've had no power from the winds and storm.))

    The Composer tilted his head again, pushing from the counter to move from Skye's path, not wishing to be an annoyance. What would Skye do when he left? Would he actually be able to get out? Or would he be stuck here just as the Composer was? The ethereal being wasn't sure if he wanted Skye to be stuck here as he was, it wasn't good, Skye was a mortal being, he still needed to live and grow...
    The Composer didn't want Skye to be at it here only to die somewhere he'd learn to hate and reject... If the Composer had been mortal he was sure he wouldn't have kept his sanity like he had.
    Well, he really hadn't, many times he made attempts at proving that this wasn't real...


    Now back at the table the white haired being hummed, the sound still broken like the rest of his sounds... Would he ever be able to speak again? Or would he be stuck as a mute with only chimes? He wasn't sure if he wanted to speak or not...
    The onlyword he'd spoken was Skye's name...

    Spencer didn't look back at her hands hiding his face from her and anyone else that could be looking. "I-I'm fine! Don't worry about it!" He yelped, practically shining like a child being questioned for much too long. "You go, it doesn't worry me, not at all!" He assured.
    "Don't worry..." With as small sign the male let his shoulders slump, hands now going to his temples, his head was killing him... "How long until you're needed in class..?" He asked, wanting to get out of this situation.

    Being born into royalty wasn't great when you actually got down to it. Fantasies were nothing like the reality, with all the nagging and proper actions that followed. While it seemed all those born to the royal family around him loved what they had, though they were raised differently, Jie always found it suffocating.
    He was the prince. The one meant to take the throne when his father kicked the bucket... He didn't want to be the prince, no, he wouldn't wish for this life no matter what state he was in.
    Watching the people of his kingdom made him happier then anything, they were so much more free them him, they could do things that he could not.


    They could be themselves.


    Jie had long since gone silent, choosing not to speak unless necessary, no one seemed to care that their prince spoke as quiet as a whisper. As long as he was perfect and proper they didn't care.
    As long as he was what they wanted they didn't care.


    A man came to the court one day, wishing to speak with him, the man called himself a wizard and told Jie he could get him away from the life of a prince and to one more quiet and peaceful. The only thing he needed was Jie's position as prince to be his
    How could he refuse such an offer?
    An instant agreement and the wizard grinned.


    A word different to his... One where people were.... Much different. Schooling was for all, no kings or queens ruled their lands, they spoke much differently. But that wasn't all that Jie got from his wish.
    When the prince agreed he hadn't expected to come to another world, nor did he expect to change as much as he did.
    The wizard had changed him so he could to get the peace he wanted.
    By turning him into a white rabbit.


    At first he couldn't do anything, he didn't know how to be a rabbit, he'd only seen a few in his world, so he wasn't sure what they were really. He was stuck in a body he couldn't use.
    He probably would have died if not for one person. A teenager of this world had found and taken him in, after a conversation with their parents.
    So that how he found himself like this. A rabbit in another world, slowly adjusting to a new more peaceful life.
    He was content.


    _______


    It was late and the teen was up late studying, or something like that, and Jie was on the bed, apparently there for 'company'. He didn't mind, he was content just watching the digital clock tick new numbers with each minute.


    12:00


    When midnight hit the rabbit bodied prince felt odd, his body ached and his head hurt. His red eyes screwed shut and he felt his body...grow. With a gasp he opened his eyes once again, his body once again human.
    With an odd jerk the prince fell from the bed, thumping loudly into the floor.
    He still looked the same...mostly. He still, oddly enough, wore his princely clothing from his world but... His hair was as white as his fur was and his once blue eyes were the same red as the rabbits. But the biggest change was his ears. Now perched on his head were long white rabbit ears.


    The quiet teen slowly opened his eyes from his perch on the ground, now seeing that the chair near the teens desk turned around to face him.
    Oh no...



    ((Eyyyyy! Just jump in, friend. Any gender you wish and well, whatever else you want, just try not to make your replies to short, okay???"

    Being born into royalty wasn't great when you actually got down to it. Fantasies were nothing like the reality, with all the nagging and proper actions that followed. While it seemed all those born to the royal family around him loved what they had, though they were raised differently, Jie always found it suffocating.
    He was the prince. The one meant to take the throne when his father kicked the bucket... He didn't want to be the prince, no, he wouldn't wish for this life no matter what state he was in.
    Watching the people of his kingdom made him happier then anything, they were so much more free them him, they could do things that he could not.


    They could be themselves.


    Jie had long since gone silent, choosing not to speak unless necessary, no one seemed to care that their prince spoke as quiet as a whisper. As long as he was perfect and proper they didn't care.
    As long as he was what they wanted they didn't care.


    A man came to the court one day, wishing to speak with him, the man called himself a wizard and told Jie he could get him away from the life of a prince and to one more quiet and peaceful. The only thing he needed was Jie's position as prince to be his
    How could he refuse such an offer?
    An instant agreement and the wizard grinned.


    A word different to his... One where people were.... Much different. Schooling was for all, no kings or queens ruled their lands, they spoke much differently. But that wasn't all that Jie got from his wish.
    When the prince agreed he hadn't expected to come to another world, nor did he expect to change as much as he did.
    The wizard had changed him so he could to get the peace he wanted.
    By turning him into a white rabbit.


    At first he couldn't do anything, he didn't know how to be a rabbit, he'd only seen a few in his world, so he wasn't sure what they were really. He was stuck in a body he couldn't use.
    He probably would have died if not for one person. A teenager of this world had found and taken him in, after a conversation with their parents.
    So that how he found himself like this. A rabbit in another world, slowly adjusting to a new more peaceful life.
    He was content.


    _______


    It was late and the teen was up late studying, or something like that, and Jie was on the bed, apparently there for 'company'. He didn't mind, he was content just watching the digital clock tick new numbers with each minute.


    12:00


    When midnight hit the rabbit bodied prince felt odd, his body ached and his head hurt. His red eyes screwed shut and he felt his body...grow. With a gasp he opened his eyes once again, his body once again human.
    With an odd jerk the prince fell from the bed, thumping loudly into the floor.
    He still looked the same...mostly. He still, oddly enough, wore his princely clothing from his world but... His hair was as white as his fur was and his once blue eyes were the same red as the rabbits. But the biggest change was his ears. Now perched on his head were long white rabbit ears.


    The quiet teen slowly opened his eyes from his perch on the ground, now seeing that the chair near the teens desk turned around to face him.
    Oh no...



    ((Eyyyyy! Just jump in, friend. Any gender you wish and well, whatever else you want, just try not to make your replies to short, okay???"