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During the kiss, there was the loud click of a camera from over by the windows. Gatz laughed quietly to himself as he stepped out from behind the curtain.

"It was a once in a lifetime oppurtunity," he said with a smile. "Who knows when whither or not you'll ever wind up like this again, after all."

"Sure. What'cha searching for?" Gatz asked. "And I hate to nag, but try to keep it brief... I've still got a manifestation 'dancing' around with Morrigan, and trying to concentrate on multiply individual perspectives is a real pain when you spread yourself too thin."

"--Technically you want my help to try and find him," Gatz corrected. "You don't actually need me around if all you're required to do is try and find Dante. There's a profound difference between the two statements." He paused before giving Quint a friendly wink.

"But yeah, I'll help you guys look. Somebody else had better do the talking, though--Dante's more likely to ignore me than anything else."

Gatz ran off to another part of the mansion, searching around for the bodyguard. He wondered what the man could be doing at such an important point in time... probably gearing up for battle, or something.

"Even if Dante ignores you," Quint quickly spoke to Gatz before he left, "We'll at least know where he is, and can talk to him then."

She sighed wistfully, "I really do wish I could be as carefree as he." Quint said to Kurai, motioning towards Gatz as he began his hunt. "It would seriously help in stressing times like these.."

Shaking her head, Quint returned to her mission. "Have you seen Dante?" She asked her female companion, "If not, you really can't miss him." Quint stood on her tip-toes for comparsion, "He's about this tall, a really blocky build, and doesn't really talk too much.." She laughed. "Not much of a liar though, so simply asking him his name if you find him will be enough to know who he is."

Now her wings flared out to their natural span, preparing for flight. "Still, meet me in the main ballroom in a few minutes, finding him or not." With that, Quint took off further down the hallway, still calling Dante's name, but now with a hint of whine, as if she were almost tired of looking for the man. It wasn't that she didn't want the matter resolved, it was that Quint didn't even know if Dante knew anything about that daemon. All Quint knew was that he talked to the being, nothing more. So it could be a goose-chase of the wildest proportions. If there happened to be someone with her, they could easily spot the confused anger growing upon her face.

"Daaannnntteee!" Quint called out again.

Room after room Quint checked, becoming more and more upset by the fact that Dante wasn't there, but also by the fact that Morrigan had so many rooms in her estate. She uttered a bit of cursing, some of which learned by the bats on her back, teaching her the words through the mental link they shared.

"Here?" She peered into yet another room, "Nothing!" She exclaimed, slamming the door, then looking towards the last room she hadn't looked into: Morrigan's Master Bedroom.

Always the curious one, she walked slowly towards the door, placing a hand on the knob. A chill went down Quint's back, knowing that she probably wasn't allowed to enter the room.

She scoffed, reasoning with herself. "If she were here, she would stop me from coming in here, or at least lock the door."

The door creaked open, and Quint looked in, noting how clean it was compared to the others, likely because of her bats keeping the room tidy while she was gone. With no Dante, and nothing else inside to keep her interest, she closed the door, satisfied.

Her mission incomplete, she sighed, flying toward the main living room.

"He's not here." Quint spoke flatly upon reaching the high ceiling room.

Blinking, Quint answered the figure that was tapping at her side. "No...he's not here." She cheerfully spoke to the chibi, it's very presence improving her mood, "We could maybe run into him somewhere near Rake though..."

"Morrigan.." Quint said, thinking about the times they've had together, "She's a succubus, and she owns the place here." With hints of red in her cheeks, she continued, "Morrigan's amazing, and I really do.." Quint struggled to find a word, "Adore her."

"And if I'm lucky.." She whispered, "I may even get to be her boyfriend!" Gasping after smiling, Quint corrected herself, "Er...Girlfriend, but that probably won't go over smoothly with her.." Sticking her tongue out playfully, she scratched the back of her head.

A cute blush was seen from Quint, "Aww..thank you." She then clenched her hands into fists, taking a few pratice swings. "I get stronger by the second, but it's not really for her protection. We spar a lot, and while I have yet to claim an actual victory, I'll never object to a duel with Morrigan."

"Right now though, our 'bad guy' is still roaming around." Quint spoke, picking up the chibi, placing Tsuin inside her arms, "So, we should probably get to wherever Dante is."

Her tone toughened, but was still playful, "Our target is quite powerful, and I'm not even sure if I'm prepared." Hugging Tsuin close, giving her the full feel of her breasts, "But with life, one never can truly be sure until the ordeal is over. With that said: Are you ready?"

((And me and my not getting Disgaea 2 yet. I really want to play it, from all the fond memories I have of the first one. That, and the succubus class was good, but I never got a chance to use it in my main party. This time though, I'll likely make a party that're doubles of the characters on the island. 3nodding ))

(( Sorry about that... sweatdrop I wasn't in a perfect state of mind while I was posting, so that might have a little to do with the mix-up... xp It won't happen again. 3nodding ))

Quint laughed, easily picturing the creature slowly gathering up the leaves in a rather large field with some massive trees. Coming from her dream, she pondered about the seal did. "Really now?" Quint asked, "Where is she?" The interrogation stemmed from the fact that Quint was curious if the summoning seal was alchemic in fashion.