Topic: Paciscor of The Liberum

Kuchiki Hirayo

Date: 2009-07-22 00:26 EST
Kuchiki had kept to herself for the most part, sharing only the occasional Darcel's company. A rare thing in itself though she hadn't left the Citadel either. Rather she had buried herself in her room, sprawled out with tomes entitled and engraved with titles flourishing around one single area. The abundant amounts of books were all brandishing words that were related to dark magic in some way or another. It was a skill that she had chosen to pick up though she had decided to read up on it first before attempting to practice any of it. However, she had done little in actually carrying out her end of the deal she had made with Anatar.

It was when she had finished reading the book that was open in front of her that she rose to her feet. The sun was still casting a glare through her window and she wasn't sure for how much longer that the light would be out. Residence and spending money had been granted to her throughout her extended stay - things she had required, but had yet to earn.

A grunt escaped her lips as she figured there wasn't much longer she could hole herself up in that room without discovering exactly what it was - if there was anything - that she could do to begin working off her debt. Somehow, Anatar didn't seem the kind to just throw things around and not expect something in return. She imagined the fury that might contort his features and distort him into a man of malicious intent as she had always tried to frame him for in her mind.

For some reason or another he always seemed amiable enough when she was around, but she had suspected something more when she had first met him. The idea had vacated and she eventually began to see him as a neutral person. She didn't think him an angel, but he was no longer a demon in her mind. Kuchiki hadn't really encountered Anatar lately though so she was bewildered about how to approach him and curious yet wary about his reaction as a result.

Fear spun her insides around in circles, tearing them apart and mashing them together as she began to meander aimlessly throughout the Citadel. She hadn't ventured far and knew little of where exactly to go to even find Anatar. She had looked in the library, searching through it only to find it vacant. Leaded feet eventually carried her to the main entrance where she decided to sit on the floor and wait for someone to walk through. Eventually the Raith would have to pass through, right? If not then she could at least stay up for a while and return at a later time.