The Only Life We Waste

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As they arrived from their encounter, Nori held the door open for his mistress. Inwardly, he was searching the house for everyone's spiritual signature. Would anyone find it strange that they'd been gone for that long? Of course... He did think of an excuse already. It was plausible enough for him to use it and not warrant suspicion. Or, at least, he hoped so.

Fuki-sama and I sensed a strange spirit not too far from the house, so we left to check it out.

Of course, he would also need to explain why they needed to move... And he'd have to go and get Mitsune from the neighbor's house and bring her with them; and then he'd need to keep Mitsune and Shiro from killing eachother. So much trouble...

Fuki turned to Nori after entering "Get your things together quickly." Mentally, she projected a message to Onoskelis. It was an order to kill Tereya once they've reached Hueco Mundo. Once she is out of the picture, Nori would be hers and Bael wouldn't know where they were. But... what of the child? She cringed at the thought of keeping such a sickly, saliva-covered thing. Children were such disgusting things. Sticky hands, drooly mouths, constantly crying about something or another that didn't really have any meaning... But she wasn't totally merciless. She wouldn't outright kill a defenseless child. Perhaps she could "accidentally" leave it behind and simply teleport Onoskelis and Nori out. That would be good. And if Nori objected, Fuki had her power. She could make him forget he ever had them to begin with. Make him believe he has only had her from the point that Bael was defeated. Yes... a well-layed out plan. She was a genius beyond measure.

"All right, you've got some explaining to do, and I mean right now."

Tereya's voice was the first to greet them. She was leaning against the wall with her arms folded across her chest, her hair hanging partially over her eyes. She had a slight frown on her face, eyes half-lidded. A cigarette was lit, stuck out of her mouth as if it were a simple piece of straw. Beside her, Shiro gazed at the two with unblinking and wide eyes, expression unreadable... and a little bit eerie.