"I... well, I could look the curse up, see how to break it," Talianda offered as Dante stormed off. He turned towards Violetta. "Even if I can't lift it myself, I could find out what will... I'm good at finding thins out." That wasn't good...


Pre'acha'n hopped up, hopeful, then hid around the door frame when Dante stormed off. What was that about? He peeked out again, mentally noting what the dragon had said. "Could you please help me? I really can't cook, as you can see..."

"I'm afraid..." Violetta sighed and sat down once more. "It's not possible. He had the curse put on his while he was on a job in another land. It was full of power mages called 'shadowmancers'. They usually don't curse you without good reason. Seems Dante had broken something of value. This was a good few years ago, though. They had cursed him by his shadow in such a terribly embarassing childish form. We've tried many things before, but finally had to give up. It seems the only way to break the curse is for either him to die, or for the original caster to break it."

(( I'm think that Oni and Lukas can go to bed and someone can lock em up in that room or something ))

((Rain would lock them up xD so we can just say they did and she did if you want. Or whatever you want to do XD))


Witches? Rain could see a blinding light a moment but that was all. “You’re making no sense kid…” she said caring her to her room and sitting her on the bed as she slept. She looked at the cat which tried to wink at her, causing a flicker of a memory as she turned away from them and stood at the door. “Lily….” Her lil’ lily….her sister… her best friend. Rain felt her head spin…deirdra? Was she… this made no sense… but she could feel whatever held her memory weakening faintly.





Ebony, or rather what was left of Lily, tried to make some motion at Rain but failed, and simply curled up against Michi. It knew that the biggest problem was Rain had killed a part of herself that night as she’d intended… and honestly Rain subconsciously didn’t want to remember….



Janu gazed at the group a moment before sitting on a seat a moment and putting her hands in her lap. She didn’t know what to say to the curse, only that for some reason she didn’t like the word. It felt…personal somehow like she’d been cursed once. Had she? She didn’t understand….

(( Yeah that sounds good cause Lukas is in bed and I'm not very creative right now, Thanks ))

((lol okay *hug stight*))

Michaela

Michi wanted to help her remember, but she was too tired. She held the kitty close and kissed its forehead as she whispered.
"Dont worry Lily...we'll make her remember.."
She yawned and curled up under the covers letting sleep take her.
"We'll....protect her..."

((Cool!))

"Shadowmancer," Talianda repeated, trying to think of anything he may havce read on them. Nothing came to mind immediately. "Well, most curses need components, things to use that make them work. Finding those would help, so that I could find the..." he was at a loss for the right word. He thought a few moments. "The item that is the opposite, or cancels it out. The we might be able to make a remedy." He hoped he had explained it right.


Pre'acha'n eased into the room. They were discussing magic, great! New things to learn. He thought through what little he knew, trying to think of what and where shadowmancers were. The name sounded familiar... had to have been one of the days he couldn't sit still long enough for Teach to tell him... Damn...

Rain walked to the wall just outside her door, standing in the hall with her back to the wall in thought. All she could remember was…pain and the fact that happiness had been taken from her. She put her face in her hands a moment, pressing her palms to her forehead and trying to get the race to stop…



Janu glanced between them a moment, simply watching them. She felt so useless. With a sigh she stood and began making tea. She’d watched Lucas and so could mimic the motions now. She was thirsty…and she did remember she liked tea…

How infuriating! Dante's hands were in tight little fists and he had a scowl that looked near permanent plastered on his face. He hadn't even noticed it; that is, how tight his fists had been. Blood had been dripping from them as his nails jug close to the bones.

Why was everyone so damned good at sniffing him out? Why did they have to be so loud?Why did it matter? Why were humans so fucking curious!? It drove him nuts, but he knew he was the same way. He was just as curious as the rest. He was a fucking hypocrite. He knew when to shut and and let something be, though. He knew had to go around things without being to fricken blunt and loud about it.

He couldn't take it anymore! Today sucked. That' all it had been was terrible! Not even a butt load of alcohol could cure him anymore. He really just needed to let it all out. But, he didn't do that kind of thing; not even when he's along. It was bad for his health, he knew, but he wouldn't be caught crying. That only left one route for stress release...

((Sherry, Violetta has to deal with a hungry 17 year old... you should post something for her...))

Rain heard a sound coming nearer and looked up. She wouldn’t have thought much of it but she saw the blood flowing between his fingers. She raised an eyebrow, pointing to his hands and saying quietly “You might want to do something about those…. “ She watched him a moment, deciding to use his problems as a way to throw hers away for a bit and stop thinking about a past…. A past she was starting to think she didn’t WANT to remember.

((Okay having two amnesiacs is getting boring XD which one should get their memory back?XD))

((yes.

Tal hasn't seen action against the shadowcats yet... hinthint))

( Phht whoops! xD )

Violetta sighed and nodded. "I'm sure he would appreciate it greatly if you found something." She agreed before getting up from her spot. "Now then. How about... a chicken basil sauce over rigatoni?" She hummed to herself before smiling sweetly. It sounded delicious to herself. She hummed and slipped behind the bar, taking little time to put together the pot of water and the pot for sauce as well as a pan for the chicken and onions. She pushed away the mess from the last chef's attempt before searching the cabinets for her much needed ingredients.

- - - - - - - -

"Shut it!" His words were sharper than before. He hardly paid her any mind as he walked up to his room door. He reached up, releasing his fist in order to grasp the brass knob. It wouldn't turn, though; his hand was too slippery. There wasn't enough friction to turn the damned thing!

"Ch..." he bit his lip hard before staring down at his hands. How had that happened...? His lip quivered for a moment until finally he swallowed hard and shook his head. His heart was racing at the sight, but he felt disappointment. He was a sucker for pain; good pain; yet he'd missed that opportunity completely.

((Kitchen, not bar!!))

Pre'acha'n nearly jumped for joy when she named the dish. "Great! Yeah, sorry, I made a mess..." he guiltily got up and pulled the pot of overdone and slightly burned noodles to the sink, leaving next to it. "Um, I'll let you work, then..." he mumbled, scooting into a corner and watching her cook.


Talianda nodded as the woman walked past. "If it's not in a library near here, I might have to go back to the clan to find it. I have no clue what kind of magic a shadowmancer might use," he said, going over the veritable library in his head. "If you know that, It would narrow down my search some." This can be a way to apologize to him...

Rain rolled her eyes as he yelled, though she walked over to him. She cast a quick spell to heal his palms, though she watched the disappointment in his face. Was he disappointed he was bleeding? What did he expect? She wasn’t sure, and honestly she was too tired to figure it out. She did study him however, curious.





The shadow cat sensed that she was getting closer, her energy rising almost to where the father needed it to be. It was time to take her…and initiate his fathers plan of a false savior. First, however, monsters must capture her…and he…he would be that monster. Stalking through the shadows he waited, watching.



Janu looked up at Tal though something made her shiver. “Arina has a library I think” She said now, vaguely remembering seeing one when she got lost before. She glanced around her, running a hand through her hair in thought. Why did she feel so shaky?

( The kitchen is BEHIND the bar. Wait... right? xD )

"Shadowmancer.... I suppose it would be like a necromancer, but with shadows. The curse would be linked to that. Is that enough of a clue?" She asked before looking back to the man, a smile playing her lips.

After a bit she had pulled a bit of chicken from the freezer and stuck it under a faucet to thaw. She chopped up a bit of onion and garlic and threw those in the pan along with some oil, then poured a jar of tomato sauce into the smaller pot. She tossed a few basil leaves and other spices into the sauce (such as mint and lemon) before turning all of her attention to sauteing what she'd placed in the pan. "If you need any help, I would be glad to come with you."

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Dante blinked, then looked up at Rain. She was... staring at him. "What? You're being creepy." He muttered before inspecting his hands. The stinging had stopped, so he'd thought they'd gone numb, but instead the wounds had been fully healed. He fell silent, staring at his hands for a moment more before wiping them off of the short he'd been borrowing. He pulled the shirt off and used it to clean off his doorknob before turning to face Rain. "I get it. I'm a freak or adorable or however you wretched things put it. Quite ogling me already!" He bit his lips hard and looked away before letting a deep breath free and shaking his head. "Sorry... ah... thanks..."

((I thought it was more to the side of it.))

"Well, it seemed kind of obvious, so I hadn't mentioned it," Talianda said, then looked at Janu. "We can go together later, unless you wanted to go now. We aren't allowed to leave you alone either, remember?" He stood up and stretched, a couple pops sounding. "Um, Violetta? I've been looking at the drinks behind the bar for a while, but I have no clue what any of it tastes like. I know it's alcohol, but... yeah."


Pre'acha'n stayed in the corner, listening and watching everything. He figited, noticing a slight disturbance in the energies of the place, but putting it off as someone doing minor magic somewhere. He didn't know who was doing what, or where, as much as he might want to...

"Oh... well, I'm not very good with alcohol. I've never had any myself. I'm only seventeen..." She hummed before smiling to the man. "Dante is very good at mixing them, though. He has an excellent memory and some of the family took him out quite a lot. He never drank, but he remembered. The last Tavern he was working at he'd become the bartender at. If you want to try something, you should ask him." As everything heated up and cooked she took a moment to return to the chicken. she got a cutting board and knife and opened up the package before taking the half frozen meat and slicing a few pieces worth up. She then returned to her spot on the onions and garlic, cooking them until they were a light golden color before adding in the chicken to be cooked.

It’s fine…doesn’t take that much energy” she said with a shrug, letting her gaze fall. Rain was still letting her mind wander when she spoke to what he’d said earlier, putting her hands in the pockets of her pants. “That’s not what I was thinking at all. Adorable? Not really, then again… to be honest sometimes kids scare me and I don’t know why…A freak? Honey have you looked at me? My eyes don’t even match. Only freak here is me…” She replied with a shrug, a dark smile on her lips. She turned to lean on the wall, simply gazing at the roof as she continued to think. She was a freak…and she had the scars to prove it she thought absently. From her shrug and sudden turn part of the silk shirt had accidentally fallen to reveal part of her shoulder, the back of it in clear view along with part of her upper back. In that space not a single inch of skin was uncovered by a tangle of cut, whip, and burn scars, one burn in the shape of a w …what it stood for should be obvious.





The shadow frowned, they didn’t want to leave her alone? What inconvenient little rule to make. So they had decided to protect the little princess. Well if they wanted to throw their lives way…he had no objection… as long as he got his way in the end.



I think I’d like to eat.” Janu admitted sheepishly, unable to keep from going closer to Violetta to take in a deep breath of the food. She hadn’t realized how little she’d eaten till now…and she was so hungry … and it smelled so good.

"Fine by me," Talianda said. He hadn't eaten enough yesterday. "I could use some food, too. I hope you're making enough for everyone." He walked over to stand next to the kitchen door. "It smells good. I'm starting to develop a real taste for this kind of food," he said, inhaling. "We have a different cooking style where I come from, if we cook at all."

((did he poof O.O?))

((I think so...))

((I should be going to bed soon, anyways. :( ))

((it shows him as online O.O I ish confused XD))

((Long post?))


((I'm sorry, but I'm passing out. Tomorrow?))