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"Hello Gren," said Angeles, standing by her table with a hand on it for balance. She looked Gren over before taking a breath, "should we go outside?"

"I'm here to make amends. Atone for my sins, in any way I can," she answered without hesitation and in all sincerity. Eyes level with Gren's.

"Any way I can," she repeated, bowing her head a little, "through service, sacrifice, pain, however it is felt that will make things better. I'm sure some want revenge, to watch me writhe in pain," she imagined MacPere's visage, "some may not want that, only to work and strive and earn it," she thought of Sosol and Azana, "and then there's those who may never forgive me, who see their everlasting contempt as my punishment," Remy, "I'll do anything," she slowly bent, releasing the table and going down to one knee, bowing before Gren, "where do I start?"

Beg. Angeles reached up and moved her hair to the side, the seal they had applied was still on her neck, "this," she said, "I've been traveling with D, hunting his... The Sacred Ancestor. Killing him will get rid of the bite permanently, as well as the order, and help many other things, put D's mind at ease, grant him peace, finally. Traveling with him is nice, but it's not... home."

"D, kill me?" asked Angeles looking up at Gren in confusion, "when he finally caught up to me, he returned my book of summons, asked about the seal, then kept by my side again. He considered himself still employed by Louis to make sure I don't go and get myself killed," Angeles removed the book from her coat and set it on the table, as proof of what she said, "I tore several pages out after what I made them do at the manor, relieved them of their contract, some didn't want to," she removed her hand from the book and put it back to the ground, still kneeling, "I've been traveling with him since, but he felt what he's doing at themoment is too dangerous for me, and therefore a violation of the contract. He was going to have me stay in Durem, I opted to come back here, and beg for forgiveness, as you said."

She bowed her head again with a sigh. Was there any scrap of pride left in her? Seemed not, "he may come back for me sometime soon, depending on where the lead takes him."

((and I have to go, work tomorrow. I want to continue this conversation T.=.T oh well, g'night.))

Kiran smiled, "I d-d-did n-not g-g-get al-long w-well w-with oth-ther m-my ag-ge. Th-they w-were f-far t-t-to l-loud and I w-w-ould c-c-come aw-way sick oft-ten."

"Gochisosama," a very full Kyou told the depleted ice box. Senpai Kyou cleaned up the mess of wrappers and spills. Making oolong tea and sitting on the floor of the kitchen to enjoy it. It was nice. This was nice.

"Wh-what w-was it l-like?" Kiran watched the elephant flail its little arms at each toss.

"Y-you u-use y-your h-h-horn f-for a l-lot," Kiran observed. "D-d-does the r-r-rang-ge v-v-var-ry f-f-for w-wh-when y-you b-b-beg-gin t-train-ning f-for y-your d-d-d-... j-j-job?"