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Zulma was up early. She had not slept very well. To Angeles and have her disappear again had brought back memories of Baldur and although the pain was not that awful ache from months ago, it still hurt.
She prepared tea, not feeling like cooking this morning.

Zulma saw her friend and looked at him worriedly.
"Good morning Gren." she gave him a gentle back.
"You okay?" she asked softly.

"You're the reason, don't deny it...this is your fault."

Adra kept her eyes closed and rejected these thoughts, a new day meant a fresh start. And if her body wasn't ravaged by some invisble force inside of her then she'd be alright, but she doubted she could go for the rest of the day without that happening. She still didn't want to move from this spot, but she had might as well, it was another morning after all. "Not having too much fun? Doesn't matter, demonslayers don't need fun." Her hand touched the area around her heart and she sighed, the dull echo of pain was still there. She drew her blade to her hand, but it was still in its scabbard. She was actually using it to guide her around now, there was no demon's soul she could follow to get around so this was good enough for her. Her blade soon hit something, and again higher up, and once more a little bit higher. "Stairs."

"Dunno that there is...just like I'm not sure how to bring yours up either." he said, sipping his coffee. "There's not much to comfort what happened."

Alistair sat downstairs, typing away at what anyone would recognize as Azana's laptop. He was updating and archiving the file on Erik Vanlen...after all, despite his lack of any sort of work ethic, he was technically GMO staff. He hadn't realized that the preparations and spell would take up a lot of the night, nor that they wanted to stay and see if any report came of its effectiveness. Considering the events of the night prior, they would just have to take it on faith.

I certainly hope it worked, he thought to himself. The Draculas would make horrible enemies...and having to battle Angeles again would be heartbreaking for those here.

Alistair glanced up from his typing, just about done when he heard the outburst. "Stop what...?" He asked, not having noticed the sprite as of yet.

"Yes, Stella analyzed the whole thing on a magical level...I'm surprised, too," Tyler spoke into his phone, talking to James on the other end. "Still, we can't mass-produce indelible ink and star power like that. That's probably why she put you on devising a technological method. Yes, I looked at the data...yes, I know it's cool. If you need anything specific, let me know."

Quirks a brow an glances up some, Bo coming to hover around her face, which caused the femme to growl before chuckling, swatting the sprite once more. "Not you, little bugger here." She bats Bo once more, sending him flying towards the male so he could see.

"You may not know me, but I know you, I've been here a couple of times before." Chase could have sworn she said this already. "I spent most of my time with Gabriel, away from here, so you probably wouldn't have really ever seen me." Chase kicked Raven's right leg higher in to the air and held it in place for a moment, trying to see what would happen if he fell over. When he did he tried moving his wings and Chase simply shook her head when he hit the ground.

"Wrong move Sky, you don't want to flail your wings around like that if you're falling, what if you crush something important? Then what?" Chase gave him a hand up and shook her head.

"Sorry, sis..."