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[Nova Cetra]

"Peaceful young races with fire on their houses, millions of voices silenced mouses" Nova sang as she walked along the walls of Radiant Garden, where that while woman had lived, and those even more vile shin-ra goons had come to stay. That little goody goody in the back of her head was quiet, meaning she could come out and have her fun for a change. Oh how good it was to be free of any outside influence. "Watching the cowards bow towards their new queen, these are a few of my favorite things." She finished before she stopped walking, the black cloak over her usual outfit flowing in a light breeze. Her eyes began to glow unnaturally red before she started to hurl balls of fire at some of the roof tops, then simply haphazardly throwing more as she laughed.

She enjoyed the screams of chaos and discord as the little ants fled before her. The smell of the burning buildings, the feeling of warmth the fires offered, Why her other half couldn't see this was beyond her. She continued to hum the tune to herself as she danced along the stone walls raining more balls of fire upon the town. She wanted to hear more screams, she wanted to hear the fires roar, she wanted to see the skies blackened with smoke and the air polluted with the smell of ash. She had no idea when the next time she'd be able to be this in control would be.

[Xarido]

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[bg=6b6b6b] Xarido was just walking along minding his own business, walking back to Hild's shop, eating an ice cream cone, when stuff started blowing up. Xarido was already about to act when a fireball knocked the ice cream he had been eating out of his hand. "Okay, who threw that?!" Xarido asked, freezing the fire then looking for the source. "Whoever is throwing these damn fireballs is fucked!You hear me? Fucked!" Xarido saw another fireball and threw a hand full of knives in the direction from which it came. Xarido was rather ticked, so the knives actually had a fair bit of accuracy. One thing that tended to get Xarido ticked was messing with his ice cream. No one messed with his ice cream, no one. Except Hild, and that's because Xarido couldn't actually do anything about her messing with his ice cream. "Seriously, whoever through that goddamn fireball, get your ass out here right now, cause your shit is officially fucked to next Tuesday, dammit!" Xarido shouted, as he kept looking for the source of the fireballs. "Because if I have to chase after you . . ." Xarido noticed a figure standing on top of a roof, and ran up a wall of building in line with the one the figure was on. Xarido dashed over the roof, towards the figure, arming himself with knives.

Xarido is a jerkface

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[Nova Cetra]

Amongst all the other yelling, she couldn't hear the exact words but picked out a distinctly irritated voice. But as she danced across rooftops hurling more flaming destruction she simply ignored and kept singing her little song to herself. She couldn't really be bothered with the sound of that voice getting closer and closer, the symphony of chaos just sounded too nice. The mix of the sound of flames, screams, crying, all of it made a beautiful song to Nova's ears. But then she heard it change as the sound of fire and water mixing appeared, more accurately, fires starting to go out. Who dared Ruin the symphony that accompanied her song.

She then sensed someone approaching her and her cloak came off as a pair of large black angel wings spread, the normally blue and white outfit black and silver respectively, and her song ending abruptly. She reached to the larger sword , or rather swords, as the one sword was actually two and drew it as she spun around to face the direction she sensed the movement, taking a stance to both defend and attack with the large sword. She only wished she could find the newer one that that annoyance with the blonde spikey hair had that had more blades. "Are you the one who dares Ruin my symphony?" she asked as her eyes began glowing even more closer to crimson red.

[Xarido]

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[bg=6b6b6b] Xarido paused for a moment as he lunged at the woman. Woah, she's hot. Xarido thought himself. No, dumbass, you're seeing Kara, and she's burning up the town. Xarido threw his knives at Nova again. "Hey, you ruin my fun, I ruin yours. Fair?" Xarido asked. "Besides, I'm not sitting around and letting some sociopath burn the town down, no matter how nice that sociopath's tits are." Xarido slid across the roof in a crouch, then stood up when he stopped himself. "Just give me money to replace the ice cream you ruined, and I'm out of your hair, okay?" Xarido asked. He held out his hand, as if waiting for the cash. "Not." Xarido suddenly said, before making spikes of ice burst out of the area was Nova was standing, intending to keep her moving if not outright impale her. Even so, Xarido had to admit the wings were unnerving. They were so much like Hild's that it was just a little bit frightening. Well, Hild's her lighter, but angelic wings (of any color), bore a connotation of power with Xarido. Hild had them. Rune had them at times. Both outclassed him in power by a fair bit. They made him feel, useless at times. Xarido snapped out of his thoughts then blinked a little. Wait, is she . . . singing? Xarido thought to himself.

Hail Zoidberg

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[Nova Cetra]

Nova was still angry that her song was interrupted. But then came the comment about her breasts. She didn't hear what he said after, or notice the gesture for money. Her mind went back to after she was taken from her parents, well after actually. When she was a teenager and all, how all the male scientists were, the things they said, many of them like what the bot had just said, how they treated her, what they did to her. Her arms folder over her just and her wings started to fold as if she were about to hide herself in fear.

But at about the same time the Ice started to appear, he wings shot out and up and her hands went out as she let out a loud scream that seemed to echo through the town with rage and hatred, her body being engulfed by what almost looked like black flame that put off so much negative energy it could probably be felt for miles, and the pillar of black energy was probably visible just as far. As it finally subsided only ice outside the area was present, and the black wings had grown even larger. "crying and struggling while tied down to tables, screaming and biting all the damn males, ripping their heads off for touching me wrong, just another of my favorite things." she sang, her voice far more twisted then before. This was in a sense a coping mechanism, but still she was getting more and more unstable. Her tune was off, but no less frightening. She then took off at near blinding speed as her wings moved as if starting to flap, her sword pointed right at xairo's mid section, but not anywhere vital. She had other plans.

[Xarido]

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[bg=6b6b6b] Before Xarido was entirely aware what was happening he felt the blade pierce his abdomen. "Th-this is . . . the worst . . . pain . . . !" he said. Xarido's eyes went wide, he didn't need to look down to notice the familiar situation, even if the pain was far worse than the last time it had happened. More than a few swords had stabbed Xarido before. Xarido looked into Nova's eyes, and immediately recognized the look. " . . . I'm sorry, that was a pretty fucking stupid thing to say." Xarido said, mildly compassionate about what had happened to Nova, judging by her words, but still fairly pissed about his ice cream . . . oh yeah and someone blowing up hollow bastion. How come every time I say something like that to someone, they end up having been molested . . . or raped . . . or worse? Xarido found himself asking himself. Now he had to deal with the goddamn sword in his abdomen. "Lemme rephrase for a moment." Xarido said, freezing the blade. "I don't care who I'm fighting. What they've been through, what they're motives are, how pissed they are about what I have to say. They fuck with my home AND my ice cream, they are fucked. In a totally nonsexual way." Damn, this is gonna hurt like a bitch. Xarido thought to himself. Xarido slammed his elbow down on the blade to shatter it. Dammit, more pain. Xarido thought as he froze up his wound. That would be the best he could do for now."Now, as nice as your voice is, stop the damn singing, it's giving me a migraine." Xarido said, then suddenly fell to his knees. "D-damn . . ." Xarido wasn't actually in that bad of shape, but he was trying to lure Nova in to try and kill him . . . then he could get a pointblank hit in.

I AM PUNCHING YOUR SALAD

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[Nova Cetra]

Nova had a sadistic grin cross her face as he said that it was the worst pain. "Really, are you sure it isn't this?" she said twisting it slightly, "or maybe this" as she jerked the other way rather hard. This blade was weaker on it's own as far as durability unless you hit the front, but when you ran someone through like this, it was far far more painful. She didn't care or pay attention to anything he said, she was still going to make this as painful as possible for him.

But when he started freezing the blade, she started to try and yank it out, but he hit the part that was frozen at just the right time, the top portion breaking off, and the broad side hitting her in the head and causing her to stumble back. She appeared dazed for about a minute. Though as the dazed look faded, her hair started to lighten to a brighter pink, her eyes turned more blue but maintained an unnatural glow, the wings stayed but turned as pure white as possible (whiter then Hild's ever would have been in front of Xairdo), and her outfit when from a black and dark gray to blue and white respectively. She looked around puzzled at all the fire. As well as when she saw she had a sword in her hand and that it was broken. She let it drop as she placed her hands forward and closed her eyes, a ball of energy starting to form. The color was wrong to be lightning or the sort, it was more of a light frost blue. She then slammed it down, the ball bursting before touching the roof and creating a wave air that was cold, but not enough to freeze, but the particles that looked like snow as they touched all the fires extinguished them. In an instant almost all the fires were out and without the roar it was incredibly quiet.

She looked at Xairdo then and could see the red from the wound where he had frozen it. She walked over and there was a red glow as she thawed the ice, that immediately shifted to a green as she healed the wound to the point it was almost as if she had never inflicted it, not that she was aware she had. "Are you alright?" she asked in a sweet and pleasant voice. Honestly if you hadn't seen it yourself you'd never think she had done all this.

"I thought this place was supposed to be peaceful" a woman in a tattered black cloak said. Xairdo probably saw her in the shop before, but the hood had been up, and given it's shape, and her usual hiding of her rather plain and bored voice made it impossible to tell she was actually a woman with true certainty. She was holding what looked like a staff of walking stick as she poked at one of the bodies on the ground. She seemed to fade and become transparent briefly, before she tapped the staff on the ground three times, people who had rather obviously been dead coming back to life with coughs and bewilderment. Except the young man at her feet that was. "Get up you lazy git, your not getting mouth to mouth." she said in the same flat tone as she whacked him in the midsection with the staff, which got his attention.

She hoped up on to the roof where Xairdo and Nova were as she muttered fairly loudly "Leave it to my sister to think this is peaceful." She looked the pair over, moving closer to Xairdo and inspecting him further. "Oh, your the boy from her shop." she said, looking at him slightly puzzled, she then turned to Nova obviously even more puzzled. "Well, regardless, my sister would like a word with the two of you at her shop, also..." she said, turning to Xairdo as she said "You need to stop going on walks for ice cream, there's always some sort of chaos or body count." She started to walk in the general direction of Hild's shop as she said "Honestly Cysero caused less trouble I think."

[Xarido]

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[bg=6b6b6b] Xarido blinked as he watched the change that Nova underwent. I should be surprised at the change . . . but for the mother of fuck, my gut! Xarido thought to himself before getting up. Xarido took the personality change in stride. "Yeah, fine. I've had worse." Xarido said. "That goddamn sword doesn't feel like it hit anything vital. Hurt a little more, but then again, thicker blade than I've been stabbed by before." Xarido cracked his neck then checked his arm for a break. Fractured at most, good thing the blade didn't seemed to have been cared for too well. "I have a name you know." Xarido said, his voice containing more than a few agitated notes. "X-A-R-I-D-O." Xarido said his name slowly. "Seriously, it's not that hard people." Xarido scowled. His face then became shocked. "Wait a minute, did you say sister?" Xarido asked. He then quickly became agitated again. "Hey! Just because it's only the times when there's a body count that she actually notices when I go on long walks doesn't mean every time there's a fucking body count!" Xarido said. "Just that one incident . . . and the one where I mistook a painting for an actual heartless . . . and that time I someone tried to take the ice cream . . . and . . . okay fine there's a body count every time, you win! At least it wasn't my fault this time though." Xarido huffed out a breath of air, then went to pick up the piece of Nova's blade that had been broken off. "Well, better get to Hild's shop. Your sword is broken and she's probably worried, pissed, or both." Xarido said. He soon found himself lugging the piece of the blade that he had just picked up at the person in the cloak, needless to say, it fell short due to Xarido's lack of strength. "Hey! At least I didn't flood the entire goddamn city with giant hamsters!" Xarido shouted. He picked up the blade again, the slid down the wall before starting to head back towards the shop.

Xarido is a jerkface

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[Nova Cetra]

Nova looked at Xairdo slightly confused when he talked to her almost as if she had stabbed him. She noticed the way he looked at his arm, but at that point he seemed agitated with the other woman and tried throwing a piece of her sword at her. Nova was absolutely bewildered by it all,but jumped down and followed, grabbing hold of Xairdo's arm and starting to heal it while they walked, the wings starting to shrink and fade.

"I'm more then aware what your name is, as well as your history, your parent's history, their parents, etc. I may not be the only one of my kind, but we all share information." she said, not seeming to pay much attention. She then heard him go on about the body count, before realizing it was actually sort of high. "Please, my sister worries more about the sexual harassment, not the body count." she said, "Besides, hers and Runes are far higher then yours, so she has little room to talk, it's more that you make my life harder because of little things like ice cream, or haven't you noticed that some people you've killed are still walking around?" she finished, before hearing the clang of the sword tip land closer to her, as if thrown at her. She paused but didn't turn as the staff rather abruptly turned into a scythe. "Perhaps this will help you realize just who I am" she said, seeing as while many people depicted her and the others differently, they always got the scythe right unless it was a parody. She then allowed it to turn back into a plain staff as she said "Honestly, it's bad enough when you mortals all think we should look like a skeleton or the like, no one ever said we looked like that, save for a couple worlds where that is true, but the lack of respect is far more irritating." still seaming in tone as if this didn't even register. "I'd think you'd of all people would show some more considering how many times you've cheated me, at least when my nephew was dumb enough to try and fight me it was over a woman, or were you simply trying to show off how weak you are by throwing that?" she finished while resuming her course towards hild's shop. "Umm...who does that make you?" Nova said curious. "I'm surrounded by idiots." hild's sister said, shaking her head, Nova still puzzled. "Also, the giant hamsters did not result in much more then a pain in the ass... where as I seem to recall you and my nephew getting in to a spat over some stupid thing and nearly wrecking half a district in traverse town, heartless filled or not."

[Xarido]

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[bg=6b6b6b] If there was one thing that pissed Xarido off, it was just about everything, but especially messing with people he cared about and calling him weak. Xarido's tone completely changed after the comment, his eyes narrowed. "I don't give a fuck who you are. Take the 'weak' comment back now." Xarido said. "I don't have muscles, but I'm sure as hell not weak." Xarido didn't say much more than that until the woman had finished talking. "Are you going to keep running your mouth, or do I have to beat what I asked for out of you?" Xarido asked. He slowly started approaching the women, and the temperature slowly started dropping, but didn't reach dangerous temperatures. "You might know what I've been through, but obviously you don't understand." Xarido said. "That's what I hate about Hild, and am really starting to hate about you. Grievously wounded? Walk it off. Die? Oh just get brought back. Her, I can forgive. I get that she cares anyways. You? Oh, you are pushing all the wrong goddamn buttons right now. Since you know so much, think about my body count. Then think about the events that lead up to them. Now think about what you're going to do next." Xarido cracked his knuckles. "Because if you think I'm gonna sit around and take being called weak after the number of times I've been shot, stabbed, burned, near mortally wounded, which you obviously know, then you are dumber than Verdandi." Xarido said. "And that seriously fucking says something. I honestly lost count when I was six, and then I had six more years of that to go through. For the record yes, I do know who you are, you're the grim reaper, death, blah blah blah blah. I really just don't give half a rats ass at the moment. I'm just that goddamn pissed right now." Large ice spikes jutted out of the ground when he said the word "pissed".

Xarido is a jerkface

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[Nova Cetra]

Death was ignoring Xairdo at this point, but as she sensed the change in air and the energy that went into the ice, it became apparent that he was just going to act like a spoiled child. "In much the same way you don't know what happened to Nova there, but probably understand. Or perhaps I do understand more then you think." She said, hoping he wasn't expecting her to sound all sorry or mopey. Getting an emotional response from her was pretty hard, throw in comparing what she was and what he was, even more so in this scenario. "My sister understands pretty well what you went through, however, one could also say she is far far too nice." She said, stopping about a block short of the shop and turning to face him.

"I don't have the same connection she does, so I'll say what I think, and what she occasionally thinks, you need to grow up, and get past it. Do you see Misao jump at every shadow? She shy's and get's a little more nervous around men, but she doesn't run and cower as she once did. She doesn't fly off the handle, not unless given a good reason, a VERY good reason, or when her instincts are all worked up. Hild remembers bit's of the point she was two separate people, the part that met Misao as her masters wife, and was not treated a whole lot better, and the evil side that rampaged killing 959,651 mortals over several years, many in very horrid ways, and while she felt horrible for a time, she picked herself up, and tried to move on and make some amends for what she did. More importantly then what I'm going to do next, perhaps you should think what you are going to do next. Are you going to keep using the past as an excuse for your anger? or anything else? Are you going to cower if you ever see darkwing, or fight him the way you try to everyone else?" She said, before addressing the weak issue, "As for the weak comment, I will not take it back, because as you said yourself, you lack muscle, much in the same way without magic my nephew is weak. He is 1 quarter dragon on his mothers side, and his father, well, throw all the things in their blood, plus my sister and well, elves are not physically strong, but baseline, he should be incredibly strong, and yet compared to some quarter dragons that are simply human beyond that he is physically weaker. In terms of raw physical strength, he is probably a little stronger then you are, but I still would call him weak. I did not however, say you are not durable, or that you are not agile or fast, or not determined, though that could be thickheadedness." Nova just stared somewhat puzzled at the two of them trying to figure out what was going on now. Though, she gave a yelp as something exploded between her, Xairdo, and the woman in black who was apparently the grim reaper, what ever that was.

"Well, Cycero was right, these nitroglycerin soaked sponges ARE rather handy" Hild said, floating in mid air a decent way's above the trio, tossing another in her hand with a pile sitting in the air next to her of more, obviously about ready to use them as "attitude adjusters". "Now, can we get to my shop without destroying half the town, or hitting Nova in the head... or for you two since your obviously getting along so well, should I go grab Misao? after all I'm sure she'll understand you being with another pink haired girl that isn't Kara, oh and you sister dearest, should I let them out of the bottle?" Hild said, clearly not in the mood for chaos and destruction. "As it is, I do have half a town to repair now, unless Verdandi is done by the time were done talking."

[Xarido]

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[bg=6b6b6b] Xarido just snapped at what Death said. "Shut the hell up! Want to know what's different between me and Misao? Misao got the strength to stand and fight against her fear. I'm not weak, but against Darkwing, I don't stand a chance, can't anyone get that through their damn skulls?! With a just a rapier, that man could slaughter as many as Hild could with lightning." Xarido was seething with anger at this point. "So you want me to move on? You want me to move on when standing and fighting would be suicide?! I'm one kid, one kid that has been through hell and back, and you expect me to stand against an entire goddamn army?! Rune, maybe. Misao, likely. Hild, definitely. You, no question. Me? Stop comparing me to yourselves damn you! You're on a whole different fucking power level and even though you act like the pompous queen of everything, you can't even get through your head how much power you have! You make everything that would want to attack you too damn afraid to move. Further more-" Xarido was ready to continue before the sponge hit the ground between them. Xarido was still pretty angry as Hild stopped talking but he kept his mouth shut. Xarido through a knife at Hild and stalked back to the shop after she was done though. "Shut the hell up, Hild." Xarido said, not even in the mood to respond to her threats. Xarido was barely keeping himself from getting unhinged. He didn't need himself raising the body count. Hild and basically everyone that hung around her made Xarido feel incredibly weak in comparison. Xarido found it incredibly frustrating, and it only added to the list of things that pissed him off. The whole event with Nova only added to the frustration and made him feel like the weakest person in Twilight town. "And someone's replacing that goddamn ice cream!" Xarido shouted over his shoulder as he kept storming his way back to the shop.

Xarido is a jerkface

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[Nova Cetra]

Hild of course caught the knife as if not trying and sighed. Her sister on the other hand turned the staff back to a scythe till Hild said "Skuld" in a warning and scolding manner. The black haired woman looked up and then back before relenting and the scythe returned to it's staff form. Her normally pale face showing a hint of red. Reasons most people never assumed they were related, Hild had darker skin and white hair, Skuld had lighter skin but black hair. "Why do you keep him around?" skuld said, "especially if your..." But Hild interrupted her. "He's like my grandson, never listen's to me, always questioning things she shouldn't, etc..." She replied, shaking her head. "On that note, I think he'll be set straight in a matter of second's"

Hild, Skuld, and Nova started to the shop, and before Xairdo could get to and open the door, Misao walked out of it all innocent like. She walked up to him, then punched him on top of the head, because she had been listening, wanting to knock some sense in before she hugged him. "Stop making yourself sound weak and stupid." she said while hugging him. "No one's saying fight an army if you can't, and I wasn't ALWAYS this strong, you have more power then you think you do, you just don't seem to realize it yet, and there's even more you haven't tapped." Though, at that point she noticed Nova. She knew the girl, and always was conflicted with being uneasy, and feeling comfortable, because of both parts of her and her not being totally natural.

[Xarido]

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[bg=6b6b6b] Xarido sighed. They still didn't seem to get it. "It doesn't matter how much potential I have!" Xarido said, squirming out of Misao's arms. "Don't you get it?! The people who have hurt you have no chance of coming back! You've already got the strength to move on to fight, and you never have to face what haunts you again." Xarido let out an agitated breath. "Darkwing could send someone after me at any goddamn instant. Any goddamn instant. And I don't have the strength to stand two seconds against him." Xarido stood there staring directly at Misao's face. "Misao, you have no idea how much you mean to me, and you have no idea how much that frightens me." Xarido said. "Darkwing would happily rip you and everything I value away from me. For laughs, not even to further a goal, just to watch me squirm, though knowing him, that in and of itself fulfills a goal!" Xarido sighed and looked down at the ground. "I hate knowing how much more powerful you, and everyone it seems, are than me. It puts you as the only thing between me and Darkwing right now." Xarido said. "You're asking me to move on from something that's chasing me. If I trip now, I have to fight. And right now, I can't. You want to do something about that? Fine. But I'm one damn kid who doesn't have half the knowledge any of the people here do." With that, Xarido walked back into the shop, though it made him wonder how much power he did have buried within himself. Xarido took a deep breath, it was bugging him, especially after the hug. "Okay fine, maybe I do need to move on." Xarido said. "I probably complain too much, and I'm a might bit spoiled, but none of that is changing if I'm sitting around whining and feeling sorry for myself, and you're all either trying to give me motivational speeches or about ready to rip out of vocal chords to make me shut up. So let's agree on this: I've got a side job anyway of fighting heartless for pay. One of you three can start coming with me in rotations, not necessarily to help out, possibly more to try and see what's holding me back and help get rid of it. Savvy? I can stop complaining, you can stop complaining, and I can stop being so afraid that an omnicidal vampire is going to come here, blow shit up, then stab me into an unrecognizable bloody pulp."

Xarido is a jerkface

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[Nova Cetra]

Misao watched as Xairdo squirmed away and started talking. "That's not true." she said when he brought up the strength to fight and all. "My mother may never have been as strong as I am now, but she is no force to be taken lightly. And she was caught too and had to serve in the same house. As for coming back, they have before, but there's more then that." She then pointed to her tail, which was coiled around her waist as she said, "You've seen Kara, this is not normal. You've seen my body and as small as they may seem, the scars I have. Only the other day one of your ice shards went through my hand as I drug you back and I haven't a scratch, so imagine just what it takes to leave those."

"Better yet, remember this guy." Hild said, causing an image that looked life like of a black haired male with red eyes, he was younger looking, but you could see in his face not as young as he seemed, causing Misao to shutter, plain cowering as the next one of a similar looking man but with blue eyes appeared. "That man is the one who owned Misao, the boy is his son... Just how often do you see me get THAT violent when someone simply walks in, that isn't Cycero or you when you've made me very angry." She said. Though, you could see in the boy's face there was one other thing Hild wasn't fessing up to. Most of the traits were his dads, but there were some of his mothers, more accurately Hild's. "That boy in particular is trouble, and unlike Misao can wield magic very well, something she can't fight."

Misao started flailing at the images so Hild made them vanish to calm her down. When Xairdo finished the next part, Hild sighed. "You know, sometimes you have to turn, and punch them in the face... or knee below the belt, because if all you do is run, you use up your energy and fall anyway." Folding her arms as she said "But if you didn't focus so heavily on your side job, or pay attention less to girls.... and well now you have Kara and Misao, but when have I had the time? Especially because I can not begin to learn what magic I use that you can as well." Though, Skuld chipped in as she said "Also, it's not your throat I wish to tear out right now.", but Hild smacked her younger sister in the back of her head for the comment. Though, Misao looked at Nova, then to Hild, then to Xairdo. "While you fix her sword, can I borrow Nova, and that really big training space?" Misao said. Hild was puzzled, but Skuld grinned evilly as she said "oh, I'm so going to enjoy this." She transformed her staff into the sycthe and pulled Nova along to her side, spinning the blade over her head till the four were standing in a waste land.

"I'll be up here if I'm needed.... have fun with that" Skuld said, before flying way up in the air. Nova seemed puzzled, but Misao said sorry to her before hitting her on the head, Nova changing back to the way she was when first encountering Xairdo. "Hey what was that for yo..." but she stopped as she saw Xairdo. "I impaled him, then twisted the blade.... why is he alive?". Misao smiled as she said, "Oh, he's really durable and wanted a good teacher." Nova looked at her as she said, "oh wait it's you, why exactly should I teach him, so what he survived that, so have you." Misao shifted the partial kimono and the top beneath to show a bit more skin and Nova grinned. "Alrighty then." she said, turning to Xairdo grinning, the large black wings coming back. "First lesson..." she said, two large fireballs forming in the palms of her hand. "DODGGGE!!" she shouted as she started hurling a barrage of fireballs toward Xairdo xairdo that made the one she had been using in town seem small.