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Blaire came back a little later with a bucket three fourths of the way full and set it down.

"All it really was just a Thunder-type spell...I've got three main types, but Thunder is my proficient one...And then, there are subtypes. Rifle, Shotgun, Rocket, Missile, and Bomb...Nothing too special, in my opinion."

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Christine hears the word shotgun and starts singing. "I'm an angel with a shotgun fighting till the wars done. I don't care if Heaven won't take me back." She laughs at herself. "That is really cool. I can only turn into a cat and pull pranks on people with it. It ain't special but it helps cure boredom."

"Angel with a shotgun...Sounds...the amount of crap the Milites Empire spews every day...Though I suppose the Empire hates my country."

"Oh.. its just a song you know." Christine becomes a little down from the negativity, but decides to change the topic. "What country you from and why does the Empire hates it?"

"From a place, they call the Dominion of Rubrum, but Rubrum is the short term. From where I'm from...There's one big continent, called Orience, and four countries, or Peristylia. The Dominion of Rubrum, the Milites Empire, the Kingdom of Concordia, and the Lorican Alliance. One country's always at war with another. I'm just over here, on orders, though sooner or later, I'm probably going to back to Rubrum. Eh. It's weird to explain."

"No no. I get it. That all sounds cool. I am from no where special. I am actually a mistake, heh. There was this scientist looking for people to experiment on. I never was one hundred percent sure what the experiment was, but I know it has something to do with turning people into animals. Anyways, when I was like six, he was trying to turn me into a cat it didn't exactly work. Something went wrong and it turned me into what I am now. I guess I am a Neko? I don't really know. I just know that I have cat ears and a cat tail. I'm not the only one like this. I found two people that I call friends like me from the same experiment. Its weird." Christine explains Ace everything about her cat power, but without an idea on why. Maybe she just wanted to have a nice conversation about something. She isn't from a planet with countries at war so talking about how her life got changed at a young age from normal to this,

Blaire continued cleaning, not paying a lot of attention to the conversation. She had finished a good portion, but it was a big dragon, so they still all had a good bit to go.

"Almost done..." Though Ace moved around accordingly, the job was getting done, as needed. But, it was okay...He thought.

Christine continues cleaning her area of the dragon. She moves to the other side of the dragon and starts cleaning a new area.

"...If this were any more difficult..." And suddenly, once again, the dragon started to move around again, making Ace groan, but still, a slight green light formed in his hands, as he lept from his spot, and...With just a little bit of quick timing...

"Blizzaga!"

Suddenly, the dragon's feet froze with the magic ice, forcing it to keep still, at least with its legs. I mean, they were done with that already, right?

"This is not my idea of fun."

"Fun? Who said this was suppose to be fun?" Christine asks. "Fun is suppose to be going to parties and kissing lots of boys and kissing lots of girls. Getting drunk, getting high, and then getting sober up before you're parents catch ya."

"Oh? Parents? I don't have any, actually."

How did...that make sense, though?

"Sure. They were around to give birth to me, obviously, but they're dead, so I'm orphaned. Orphaned, but not alone, however."

"Dude, that's kinda depressing. I don't have parents either. I just live with a friend who acts like my mother and my father. She's female and sweet like a girl, but protective and strong like a man. She's weird and is no fun."

"Dead parents seem to be increasingly common." Blaire commented. She didn't really enjoy this at all and thought she might as well say something, even if it was just a short sentence.

"My real parents may not be dead or may be dead, but they gave me away when I was young to be experimented on. In other words.. my parents are dead to me." Christine looks around to see the aroma as gotten a little dark and depressing. She decides to change it by turning into a cat and walking in-between the girl's legs to make her laugh.

"Not really depressing, for me. You see. Where I'm from, if someone dies, the Crystals erase your memories of them."

Christine eyes widen and then morphs back into human form and in between the girl's legs. "Erase your memories of them?"

"Get out." She said, stepping back. Blaire continued cleaning but put her legs together this time.

"Indeed. A huge majority of them, actually. If they come back, it'll be like...a dream, I suppose. You'd be lucky to remember their names."