(Sorry this took so long guys... I'm worried I'm coming down with Strep throat, and that's like... ANTI-VORE, on top of being sick and busy. Just as soon as my body isn't rebelling and killing my creativity, I'll be MUCH more posty.)<br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Kara would narrow her eyes as she listened she almost seemed to tense at the remarks Kuzuha made. "Well... If Richard trusts you.." She mutters something that almost sounds like 'then I guess you're welcome.." She says it a bit grudgingly before looking directly at Faust, "There's only one here that knows those kinds of illusions.. I'm guessing you're also the one that made it so I didn't wake up too? That was just low.. She'd look back at Kuzuha with a sigh listening to the lecture that she was giving Scifer and Hellraiser. "If that's supposed to worry us much you'll have to work at it a bit harder. One thing in common with most of us here is we've had some form of traumatizing event in the past. Except Kiri anyways, Richard managed to save her from that fate before hand.. Speaking of Richard though where is he?" She'd look around pouting a bit trying to spot him though she didn't know it was Milia that caught him so she didn't realize Richard was shrunk down and she'd looked over him multiple times since she wasn't giving Kuzuha her full attention."<br/><br/>Scifer would give a casual shrug, "It's natural to be wary of anyone especially as a human. It's just how you go about it, if I were going around like a pressed spring constantly I'd never get anything done. Thankfully I'm welcome to do my work here and I have one of the best teachers around." He'd chuckle at the remark before jokingly punching Hellraiser on the shoulder, "Besides Hellraiser and I always joke with Kara, she used to be part of the band when she dropped the ball with the Bass and started chasing after Mr Slade. I think I'm goin to go see what Sticks is up to hope that you enjoy your time here with us." Though he still sounded a bit casual about it Scifer sounded almost spiteful. Jealousy perhaps? It would be hard to catch his facial expression because he'd turn moving for the door despite the lighter rain starting.<br/><br/>Hellraiser would chuckle moving to follow after Scifer "Feel free to make yourself at home here eh? After all it's not often that big bro brings back such an attractive stranger with him." He'd smirk giving a casual wave as he walked out the door<br/><br/>Faust simply closed his book glancing up at Kara with just his eyes, "Yes, only because every time you try you blow by everyone else. Everyone has a shot within five minutes and you always take that entire five minutes so that nobody has a chance to try. You've been asked countless times to follow the same rule that we all go by so everybody has a chance but you've always refused." Slowly rising to his feet he'd bow to Kuzuha in a polite gesture. "Hope that you enjoy your stay, now then if anyone needs me I'll be at the library. I had a rather interesting idea for a combination of spells" Turning on a heel he'd walk off to a side hallway before vanishing from sight using the same spell from before that rendered him invisible.<br/><br/>Richard would listen calmly though he seemed almost relieved that Kara hadn't noticed him. Silently he'd whispers in Kuzuhas ear audibly to her but the others wouldn't be able to catch it. "Scifer actually used to have feelings for Kara, for the longest time I could have sworn there was something between the two. It's a long story though I'm certain you could catch it in Scifers voice. He still loves her deeply and she's too stubborn to realize it."<br/><br/>Milia would smile listening intently "Though the past may be grim it's unwise to simply try to forget it, else we are simply doomed to repeat it. It is good that you keep such records Kuzuha"</div></div></div></div></blockquote><br/><br/>[Kuzuha and Richard]<br/><br/>"Romance is seldom a steady course, especially to the young..." Kuzuha muses softly as she watches Scifer and Kara leave, mouth at a curious, perhaps pitying frown. She could be quite expressive with her mouth, if the masked digimon wished to be.<br/><br/>As such, Kuzuha lets her pleased surprise show a bit on her lower face at the easy acceptance of her potential danger and 'Virus/Dark' alignment. It seemed Richard's family shared his acceptance of such things, which was encouraging.<br/><br/>"As for the records my clan keeps, we would hardly be allowed to delve into darker rites without them, or even exist. But enough about little me..." Kuzuha smiled knowingly at the remaining Mons in the room: she towered over most of them. "I'd love to see more of your lovely home, Milia, perhaps where you would accommodate guests?"<br/><br/>000000000000000000<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Leila grimaces gently. "Uh... Sure, I can try to think of something for you," she replies. "But I actually didn't teach them all! Some of them even taught me a few tricks, y'know~" She smiles, crossing her legs up on the bed and bouncing a little, looking down at Sai with a gentle, yet somewhat sad smile. "I kinda wanna be that kind of person to you. A teacher and mentor who can show you the joys of all sorts of new things that you'd never known about before. I wanna... I want to be part of your development from this point on. I wanna be a part of your good memories, and I wanna be there in the bad memories to help you through them. But most of all, right now? I wanna see you smile."</div></div></div></div></blockquote><br/><br/>[Leila and Sai]<br/><br/>Sai frowns, her brow creasing as she shakes her head.<br/><br/>"None of that matters, and I'm don't WANT happy memories, I want to keep things OUT of my head! Happy memories don't... don't DO that!" The small, tanned girl thrusts a finger at her skull, quaking, yet trying to be fierce.<br/><br/>"Psychics use that stuff, to... to do things. I've done my damndest to make sure any Mon that tries regrets it, but I can't keep them out, can't keep you out: How do I know you're not reading my mind right now, or... or making me feel things I'm not really feeling?" Sai's voice is harsh, but trembling... she's scared and terrified and angry, yet trying to remain under control... and her words suddenly paint a much clearer picture of the girl.<br/><br/>Sai's mind is a roiling ball of hostility, rage, and mistrust... and she's willed it that way intentionally, focused her being on those firey thoughts and emotions. To a powerful psychic like Leila, it makes Sai rather unpleasant to be around when she's worked up. But to a weaker psychic... such focused anger would be painful.<br/>If Sai was attacked by a weak psychic type... her anger might actually give her enough mental power to drive them out.<br/>It's a CRUDE method of defense, and has serious negative effects... It's like lighting a building on fire to keep invaders away. Unchecked and untrained, Sai could unconciously shut down her ability to feel positive emotions at ALL, or break her mind completely and become a Feral-rage-animal in the body of a small human girl: it's a minor miracle Sai can hasn't done MORE damage to her mind.<br/><br/>But Sai has survived, and she's here now, asking however painfully, for Leila's help.<br/><br/>"How am I supposed to be all happy, when I know you can just make me feel that way?" the girl asks, a hint of desperation in her voice. "You say you want me to be happy, to help me..."<br/><br/>*I don't know if I even remember HOW to to be happy! Or even relax around a Psychic*<br/><br/>"How am I supposed to trust you when you can reach inside me?" she asks instead, not voicing the sad, frightened thought that shot past the smouldering front of her mind.