Seni looked at the glass in front of him, much like Shard had earlier. His thoughts were mixed with a concern distinctly directed towards Shard, as well as the current task at hand. It was a bit overwhelming the amount of multitasking he could do all within his head. â€œSo you fight for your dead ex-girlfriend?â€ Seni questioned Kit, hardly seeming to put in any effort into making his question seem genuine. It was clear that Seni did not believe him; however it was also clear he wasnâ€™t expecting anything in place of the lie and he let the conversation continue. He slowly turned his distinct emerald eyes towards Talon. â€œAnd<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>,â€ he began, and in a lower tone. â€œWhat do you fight for?â€<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>Shard looked back at her reflection for a short while; the dull red gaze proving to be far from comforting. She was alone once again, and while Seni accompanied her as often as possible, she didnâ€™t have any feeling towards him in the slightest. He was an ally; a number. She bit her lower lip as the thought stirred her memories.<br/><br/>The crashing and clanging of a suitcase clattering onto the floor reverberated through the mansion. Footsteps fluttered down the stair case like fingertips across the keys of a grand piano. The man who was packing up his thing was handsome; appearing at first glance as one of those dark and mysterious types. A perfectly sculpted Armani suit once neatly set about his figure was rumpled and out of place.<br/><br/>â€œPlease donâ€™t leave Vaughn,â€ came the velvet voice that followed down the stairs after him; her eyes reddened with blood. â€œI canâ€™t do it alone.â€<br/><br/>â€œSure you can,â€ he said glancing at her over his shoulder only once while packing. He turned his attention towards the task. She was so engulfed in her emotions he knew that they were all she could feel right now. She wouldnâ€™t be able to notice how much this hurt him as well. He had lived far too long around the Seraph to know how chaos could become predictable.<br/><br/>â€œI need you,â€ she pressed forwards towards him. â€œDonâ€™t go. I donâ€™t care if you can be my equal or not; thatâ€™s not the point. No one is expecting you to do what I can do. You have your own abilities. Just as I have mine. I donâ€™t care if you could give me the world, I only want you.â€<br/><br/>â€œYou can find someone else. I thought it could work but it doesnâ€™t. Dating the empress is a very difficult task and while I am all for challenges, I donâ€™t feel right holding you back when you could find someone on your level. I am not; and will always be outmatched by you. Go find someone elseâ€¦â€<br/><br/>â€œDo you not understand? I have let myself fall in love with you. I canâ€™t just turn it off. A part of my soul is bound to you and that is a part I can never get back. Do you understand how I feel? Iâ€™ll show youâ€¦â€ she steps forward without warning and places her hands on either side of his face. As the emotion runs through him; he is overwhelmed. She lets him go just as quickly as she had moved; watching the gravity overcome him; or perhaps just for the first time noticing that he understood. He turned away from her again.<br/><br/>â€œYou donâ€™t seem to understand that I canâ€™t look at people as numbers. I canâ€™t be that detached from society. To you itâ€™s all statisticsâ€¦â€<br/><br/>â€œThatâ€™s not true,â€ she shook her head. â€œWhen I consider society I consider it as a whole with percentages divided into each group of souls. Fate plays a part in my way of thinking, not statistics. The only way that I can cope with the tragedies and the overwhelming things that I see; far deeper than you are able, is to be detached. I must completely shut out all my emotions when it comes to matters of the nation less my emotions overtake and consume me.â€<br/><br/><br/>â€œIâ€™m sorry,â€ he said quietly. He grabbed his suitcase and lifted her chin just for a moment. â€œYouâ€™ll never know how sorry I am,â€ he said quietly heading towards the door.<br/><br/>â€œVaughnâ€¦â€ she called out towards him, and he just paused. For a moment before disappearing out the door. He headed out the door as the womanâ€™s tears stopped and a glassy eyed look came over her face. She headed towards the window and watched him slip into his car and pull away.<br/><br/>Vaughn placed his hand on the stick shift as the words traced over his ears from his hidden passenger. â€œGood. Drive,â€ the velvety voice seemed quite pleased.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>â€œCould it be?â€ she asked herself quietly, and then shook her head as she toyed with her own thoughts, but finding them all but too painful, she put them back in the box in the back of her memory.  She murmured something to herself and headed into the unused bed; pulling the covers around herself. â€œHopeâ€¦how foolishâ€¦â€ she closed her eyes not fully believing her own words.<br/><br/>*It is starting to draw early upon dawn and having an active night the thought is beginning to cross everyoneâ€™s minds to turn in for the night, or day.