The Dark Side of Night

[Meline Kana Noriuma]

Circe hadn't even finished speaking when she noticed the pop of air from Pyr-a disappearing. It didn't matter where Al was Pyr-a all ready had a lock and grabbed her and dragged her into a shadow. By the time Circe finished her threat Al was there and Pyr-a was sweating. Not from over use of shadow talent but rather trying to keep herself calm enough. Being sober for a few months straight and seeing this reminded Pyr-a both why she started drinking and why she stopped at the same time. But she hadn't told anyone that she had quit drinking yet. Not like she talked a whole lot now a days anyways.

[Caer Ibormeith]

Circe nodded to Alstarren, "I don't know how far it's progressed, but we've got to find a cure of some sort. Al, can you sort through her memories...maybe something that happened during the fight might be able to-"

Al had placed her fingers at the temples and went digging, but she stopped and viewed her first period class, or at least sorted through what Jazz and Azul talked about. "Her date is with that boy, to get the book back...that's Bridgette's brother! What is this girl thinking?" Alstarren dug deeper, but she couldn't make it. "The memories are too far back, I might hurt her. Pyr-a can you go to the school and find that Azul guy? Maybe we could convince him to help us...I hope."

Circe pulled out a small, sharp knife. She look at the scar and then to the blade, unsure. She put it down and started the strap down Jazzmyne's limbs. "I'm gonna see if I can remove a little bit, to experiment on...it's infected enough that I down have to worry about making it worse now, I guess." Circe grimaced. "Please hurry Pyr-a, I'd rather not have to operate."

[Meline Kana Noriuma]

If they looked they'd see that Pyr-a had all ready gone. Which meant one thing: She was sober again. Only when she was sober would she think so quickly without reading their thoughts or having them repeat it. Using her superiority as a new teacher, which only Jazz knew about at this point even with Pyr-a randomly catching up with her at the school, she knocked on the door. "Excuse me. i hate to interrupt but it seems i need to borrow one of your students. Azul, please come with me? I'll return him as soon as possible but bring your things just in case you miss the rest of class. Family emergency."

Azul knew well enough Pyr-a wouldn't bring news of his sister and figured it had to be about Jazz. Before he knew what was going on she had him standing in front of Al and Circe. "Help them help her now or you die!!"

[Caer Ibormeith]

Circe had the knife just above her skin, preparing to make a cut. "Ah, he's here."

Alstarren gave him a death glare but kept stroking Jazz's hair soothingly. She didn't want her to die, but she didn't trust anyone associated with Bridgette by blood. She kissed Jazz on the forehead and just barely managed to keep herself from crying.

[Meline Kana Noriuma]

"Don't you dare cut her with that knife!" Azul stepped forward and pushed Circe out of the way.
"Well there Azul i suggest you tell her what to do or heal her yourself or something otherwise we have no choice but to see what happens and if she dies-"
"It's your fault she's like this anyways. You sure you actually care?" That was the wrong straw to break. Pyr-a grabbed him by the throat and held him against the wall.
"I'm aware of who's fault it was but your sister is in part to blame. She didn't think I was fun drunk so to make me suffer she hurt Jazz and is making everyone hurt because of it! Now you help her or you die!" Pyr-a's grip tightened and they all could see the look in Azul's eyes change. Almost like he held respect for Pyr-a and from the family he came from that was unheard of.
"I can't completely cure her. It's cursed if you couldn't tell. The onyl way to completely rid her of it is to kill my sister." He struggled for a moment before Pyr-a let him go and when she did he couldn't have been happier to move towards Jazz. He placed a hand on her temple and one hovered over her heart.
"How cliché." Pyr-a watched as it slowly began fading away except for a few marks that remained. It took him about twenty minutes to do the job properly since he wasn't looking over the wound entirely. He feared Al might kill him before Pyr-a could if he gawked at her half naked.
"That's all I can do."

[Caer Ibormeith]

The curse had pulsed and fought back enough to have it been really taxing for him to reduce it as much as he did. Jazz was able to breathe a bit more, and Circe could safely take the tube out of her mouth. She had put the scalpel away and wrote a note down not to use it, ever, on Jazz's curse. She undid the bindings and pulled Jazz's shirt up over her shoulder. She redid the buttons, "Thank you, Azul. Sorry about Pyr-a's treatment, she's not usually like that, only when she's close to killing someone." A faint smile crossed her face for a moment. "I know what it feels like to be suspected. I've had my own curse to break, which I'm about three-quarters of the way though myself. Some important people to our little family left because of me, actually." She led him off and out of her med unit. "We'll leave the ones who are most likely to damage you before you get to take our little Jazz out on a date alone with her, so they think about her and not you, shall we?"

[Meline Kana Noriuma]

"Where's my book! I want my book back!!" Pyr-a fumed a little more. "I have to take him back to school. Ready to pass out or not." She grumbled and followed them. "So I can't kill him yet anyways. I just wanted to see if he'd piss his pants like his sister did." A very evil smirked crossed Pyr-a's lips but she quickly washed it away. If she went down the wrong path now there would be no hope int he future and Circe would have to kill her as well. that was a given.

[Caer Ibormeith]

"Right, school...it's been a while, I had forgotten." She went quiet. "You'd better get back, yeah. Thank you, for Jazz. She's important to us." Circe nodded to them both and left. She headed to her room in the attic but stopped by the doorway of Mikeeshiro's room. She walked in without thinking, most of his things were still there,as was she. He abandoned all his things, and most of all, he abandoned me.

Tears sprung to her eyes and she sat on his bed. His familiar scent rushed up to her nose and she couldn't hold her tears back. She buried her face in her hands and bent over until she could sob into her knees. She kept it was quiet as she could, trying to make sure no one could hear her.

"Why," she choked out after a few minutes, "Why did you leave me? It happened before, I'm working on controlling my curse, I'll be free of it soon enough. It wasn't my fault, it's our enemies. Why wouldn't you believe me?" She looked out the window and she bit her lip. "Please...return to me...please."

[Meline Kana Noriuma]

Pyr-a took a deep breath and dragged Azul back through a shadow. "You tell nothing to your sister." With a quick flick to his head all he would remember was that he had a date with Jazz ina couple days if she was feeling better since she was sick. Pyr-a skipped to her classroom and unlocked the door. As soon as the cot flipped up students piled in and she thanked the gods for her timing.

"I know you all know who I am and I know that many of you aren't a freshman but this is the first time this Creative Writing course has been offered. I know I'm not that much older than you. In fact I just had my 20th birthday. Now today we are hoping to get some wood."

There was a knock at the door and Pyr-a let one of the students open it up since the person was completely hidden by the boards that he carried.

[Caer Ibormeith]

"This has got the be the weirdest request I have ever gotten, an order of wood for a writing class. Who the teacher is, I've got to-" Shi-keth stopped talking once he put the wood down and could see Pyr-a's face. His face showed no emotion, but inside there was a great happiness to see her again, but an even greater stubbornness against Circe. She had fought against them with the evils that were responsible for taking his mother's life--Circe had taken his mother's life. Curse or not curse, he wasn't going to trust her until the curse was gone or Circe was dead. He nodded stiffly to Pyr-a. "Miss Etriski."