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Nicohlas and Kieko ran outside of the building as fast as they could. Nicohlas still thought he was dreaming just a more vivid one where he was sleep walking and bashed into something which is why he had felt the pain of her slash. Kieko looked at him and shook her head." Stay under the street light with your sword at the ready. I'll be back." Kieko walked away slowly back into the street side apartment building to fetch a few things. Kieko held her claws up at the ready prepared for anything. When nothing jumped out to attack her she cam back out with a pair of black jeans, a shirt and Nicohlas's black thick leather jacket." This is the closest thing you have to something that could save you from a slash of a sword or at least to make that creature miss a vital.

Nicohlas had to ask." Are you for real or am I still dreaming." Kieko looked at him with what you might call a death glare." If the blood on you face and the feel of my claws in your flesh weren't enough to make you see that this was real then well your the dumbest ******** idiot Ive ever met."

Voices. She could hear voices. She wasn't quite sure where they came from but she had to be careful. She walked, feeling rather out of place on the streets. The tiger was held tightly to her chest and her other hand moved against the wall, feeling the bricks beneath her fingers. There were dangerous things going on. The girl had on a heavy jacket, scratches lining the back and sides. Feathers fell out every so often from the cuts but this was nothing. She had the hood pulled up tightly over her head to protect her identity from strangers. Baggy jeans hung low on her hips. These also held cuts in various places and if one looked close enough they would also see the cuts and scrapes on her legs. But that wasn't all. From the corner of her right eye down her cheek was a particularly interesting scratch. I was not deep, but it was still bleeding, making her look like she was crying blood.

This was her most recent encounter with Valissa. Kristine had stayed away from other people so the only one that the woman had to hurt was her. At first it hadn't been a problem, Kristine had thought it a nightmare like every other time, but this time the woman was real, and had caused her real damage. It hurt like hell, but she had to keep going.

She paused as her attention was drawn to a couple under a street light. She frowned but said nothing before moving to the side and continuing her walk away from the light.

"Well," Logic said still floating in the sky, "It seems that the brat is capable of something." Logic placed his sword back into his cane. He then began to twirl it in the air, as if stirring it. "Well if you are setting the sky ablaze, I might as well make it cold" He shouted at the sky as clouds began to form around him, spinning until they broke off and floated away. From the clouds, snow began to fall. The only way Logic would allow the sky be on ablaze, was if the ground was frozen. He looked over to Zanthe, laughing at the fact that it looked like steam was coming off his body from the snow touching him.

rem made her way to the main streets she hoped she was far enough away from logic and zanthe as she started to heal herself

Nicohlas shook his head." I didn't say anything about trust. I said I have bandages, cloths and food in my house which is still in one piece. You can run like an insane crazy person once you have those wounds bandaged but your bleeding all over your cloths and I wouldn't suggest going on or you'll bleed to death. And if you don't trust me trust Kieko she'd kill me if I tried anything."

Kieko smiled and nodded." Damn straight I would. Even if I am supposed to protect him I'd smash his perverted a** into the pavement if he touched any one but me. I may be a dream and a little psychotic but when it comes to him and me he's the only one I love because of his little perverted mind but he also imagined me with my own special personality so if he tried anything on a girl I'd kill'em." Kieko smiled and put out her tongue to look a little silly trying to make the girl feel at ease."

"Athena! Athena! Come and look at this!" She said loudly and looked at her guardian. "The skyscraper has been changed to a cats claw! It was raining and now its snowing..." She turned around and headed for the appartment balcony. She smiled and pointed out Zathe and Xenos. "Do you think something big is going to happen?" She put her finger down as she saw her mother taking notes and pictures.

Athena looked out the same window as the girl. She didn't like the way things looked as she followed after the girl. She walked out onto the balcony and kept her distance from the girls mother. Her armor shined in the darkness and her gray eyes scaned the area before she answered. "Yes I do, Blare. I don't think we are safe here." She said as she held out her hand to catch the snow that was falling. "This was mostly cause by someone." She looked at a snow flake that fell on her hand. "Your father is still at work right?" She asked Blare and she nodded her head. "Okay, he should be safe there."

Blare looked at her mother again. "She won't come..." She frowned and shook her head. "Where should we go then?"

It was a few heart racing moments when she entered the place. She glanced around, she didn't feel the cool air, the high pitched laugh... none of it. Soon she began to calm down. She knew if she didn't fall asleep that Valissa couldn't find her. she turned her attention to the one known as Kieko. She watched hesitantly as the woman began to pull items out and then she gave in. She let a little of her fear slip away. after all if she was awake then no one was in trouble and the sooner this was over, the sooner she could leave. Thus no one woudl be in danger right? With this reasoning, she began to shed her outer layer of clothing, the rather large feather filed jacked fell to the floor revealing her messy hair.

Warm chocolate brown eyes scoped out the room as she lifted her hand to wipe away the blood on her cheek. The mark left behind was a simple horizontal scratch that would heal without leaving a scar. Under her jacked she had what remained of a shirt, the bottom half had been slashed away by something rather sharp but the top had remained mostly in tact, she was missing her right sleeve. Her pants weren't in any better condition but they had saved her from any serious wounds. So she was rather attached to them.

"if it is the same to you... i'd like to keep my clothes."

Kristine looked at the male in disbelief before a small chuckle escaped her. It was almost evil the way it left her lips but she soon turned her head to the side "that kind of thinking will get you killed." She took the bag and set it beside her feet, placing the small stuffed tiger on top of it. She glanced up at the cat woman and then looked away again. "i'd have to have a good dream to have one of those..... but i never have...." Her fingers gripped her shredded pants a bit tighter and she flinched when her nails bit through the thin fabric and into her own skin.

" I don't have a protector, a guardian.... or what ever you call it. I don't have anything but what you see before you and an unrelenting force of pure hatred at my back." She turned her gaze back to Nicholas and let out a soft sigh "you are going to get miss Kieko killed if you don't open your eyes soon. Even if you think this a dream.... if you die in your dream, you die for real."