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    Kiera nodded. "If you say so. You're making me really curious, you know." She laughed a little, following the winged boy towards the west tower. Valor would be there, and she could finally figure out what exactly he was. Although she had just met him, itnfeltnas if she had been waiting for quite a long time to know.

    Kiera laughed nervously. "We'll... I am pretty curious... And I do like exploring..." She thought for a quick second, before speaking again. "I have two questions; one- what kind of supernatural are you? And two- why does Valor like the dark?" She peered down the path, squinting. It was incredible dark. No human could possibly see down it with naked eyes. She then looked at his sword, admiring the blue light. She followed Marth forward, though stayed close to him, unsure of the darkness surrounding them.

    Kiera sighed. In his nature? This angel of sorts wasn't going to give up what Valor was, and it was killing her. She looked at him. "So your really not going to tell me?" She laughed nervously a little, looking around. She could only see the small space where Marth's sword illuminated. Everywhere else was a mystery. She silently wondered how well the boy next to her could see, but didn't question him. She had asked plenty f questions and he was probably getting annoyed. She was getting a little impatient, wanting to get to their destination quicker. The blonde stepped a little closer to the angel as she thought she saw something in the corner of her eye. "How much further?" She asked him, her voice quavering a little. Although she wasn't afraid of too much, there were certain things that gave her the creeps. Like small creatures in dark places.

    Kiera stopped at Marths hand, confused. She ducked, just in time as he spun around and hit something. She barely had time to react before the something grabbed a hold of her and lifted her off her feet. She had her eyes shut tight, but dared to look at whoever was holding her throat. She would have gasped had she been able to; it was Valor. He seemed like a completely different person now. His teeth were bared, and he was staring at her throat. 'Great,' she thought to herself. 'He had to be something that wanted to eat her. Of course!' Thinking about it, she should probably have been terrified. She felt more in shock than anything. Spluttering, she managed to say one word. "Valor..." She closed her eyes again. Was this going to be her end?

    Kiera fell to her knees, gasping. For a second there, she had really thought he was going to kill her. She looked over at Valor, who was also on his knees, the red glow gone from his eyes. Although she was terrified and in shock, she felt bad for him. He was just as scared as she was, it seemed. He hadn't meant to hurt her...


    The girl stood shakily, her head spinning. She couldn't see anything anymore, it was pitch black. She blinked a few times, but still the hall was dark. Rubbing Her throat, Kiera whispered. "V-valor? Wh-where are you?" She didn't want to be afraid of him. It wasn't his fault, really... He couldn't control it. Now all of Marths hints made sense. It hit her then that she had no idea what had happened to the fallen angel.


    (Ick. Sorry it that was pretty pathetic. It's almost midnight and I am feeling sick. But I don't want to stop yet...)

    Kiera instinctively shied away from his touch, but nodded. "Yeah... I'll, I'll be fine..." She wanted to run from him, but deep inside her she knew that if she did, things would never be right between them. So instead she stayed still, a few inches away from the person who had nearly killed her. Marth seemed to be alright... He was talking, at least. Sighing, the girl silently scolded herself for not being braver. The girl crossed her arms, realizing how cold she was and hoping it wasn't because she was in shock.

    Kiera tested a weak smile. "Thank you, valor." She didn't know what else she could say. Her neck hurt, but she didn't rub it. It would probably only make it hurt worse. She grabbed the jacket, and held it right around her shoulders. It smelled nice, Though she couldn't put her finger on what it was. Kiera stifled a yawn, her energy having been drained in the excitement of the past few minutes. She was still frightened of him, but she had to admit that Valor wasnt a bad person.

    Kiera blushed, she was sure of it. She tried to walk, seeing if she was able. It wasn't very pretty, but she managed a few steps in a random direction before almost falling. A small cry escaped her mouth before she put her hand over it. "I uhm.. You might have to carry me..." The blue eyed girl was slightly unsure of this, but decided she would have to trust him again eventually. And she knew well enough that she wasn't going to be able to walk back. It couldn't be too bad, anyways.

    Kiera gasped as Valor picked her up, his strength overwhelming. "Yeah... This is fine. And no. I don't have a dorm, my bag was in the uhm... The Sitting room?" She wasn't sure if that was the appropriate name or not. Her fear of Valor was slowly disintegrating as she laid in his arms. She shivered and pulled the jacked tighter against Her skin, curling into his body. She could easily have fallen asleep like that, but kept her eyes open. "Thank y-you... Valor..." She smiled timidly, searching for his face in the darkness.

    Kiera smile grew, she was no longer afraid. "Still... Thank you." She yawned, her eyes closing. She had had a long day, and was pretty late. "Where... Are the dorms?" She asked, sleep layered In her voice. It was only a matter of time until she went limp in his firm arms, drifting into slumber. She hoped she made it to her room first, before she fell asleep. She wanted to be able to see him again before the morning, without it being so dim.

    (I'm so sorry! I thought I posted!!)


    Landon nodded, smiling. "Of course." He stared into her beautiful eyes, great full for what she had done today. If she hadn't said anything, there was a good chance he would have changed. And it would have taken a long time for him to calm down enough to change back, especially with the cuffs shocking him.

    Kiera opened her eyes, looking at the rooms. "Uhm... That one?" She points to one before closing her eyes and snuggling against him again. Her cheeks were warm, so she knew she was blushing. She just couldn't help it; he was so easy to cuddle against. It felt very natural. Her hair was hanging around his arms and dangling maybe a foot above the ground; it was really long. As she leaned into his body, She realized how cold valor was, wondering for a second if it was because of the jacket, but waved off the notion. He must always be cold... She thought, remembering his icy grip on her throat. The blonde shook her head, removing such thoughts from her head.

    Landon looked at the blonde. "No, they are not required. Nearly all dauntless members get them at some point though, generally during initiation or soon thereafter." He smiled. Tattoos were a way of expressing who you were, letting everyone see who you really are.

    "Do they?" He whispered, smiling. "You're eyes Are the brightest blue I have ever encountered. Brighter than the sky, waterfalls and every flower known to man... or beast" he added the last part, running her hands in his. She was definitely something to look at, even with the crystals dappling her hair. They looked... Right.

    Landon nodded shortly. "Yes... I do." Was all he offered her, before turning to the last part of the tour. "Here are your dorms. Boys and girls share, but trainers do not. Tomorrow, we will officially start training." He smiled. This would be fun.


    (In just fast forwarding...)

    Keira looked around sleepily. "This one is good... I don't really know what I'm looking for, anyways." She smiled, seeing him from. The room was big, and she liked the window. "What does your room look like?" She asked Valor, curiously. She realized how little she knew about him, then. They would have to talk, a lot.

    Kiera smiled as he discribed his room to her. It sounded lovely. She jumped slightly as his long fingers touched her own, but when he pulled away she looked at him confused. "Why are you sorry?" She inquired, hurt. Why did he pull away? She looked down at the floor, tapping her foot gently. The room was pretty. She could get used to it easily. And from the way he explained it, Valors room seemed quite different than hers, but equally nice. She wanted to see it sometime, if he let her, that is.

    Kiera say down on a wet bench, taking a quick rest. She had been walking for a good amount of time, and decided she deserved a break. She laid her head against the back, closing her eyes. The cool rain felt good against her face, and she smiled. The sun was turning her eyelids red underneath. There should be a rainbow soon, she thought, however she was too content to open her eyes.

    Kiera blushed somewhat intensely. She started to pull her hand away, but As the vampires cold fingers intertwined with hers, she made a decision to wrap them together. She looked at him, staring into his bloodred eyes. She smiled a little, knowing how he felt. His skin was smooth and flawless. She kept looking into his eyes for several minutes, unable to look away.