Chapter 4-: Bad Habit

:No One's Point of View:
-Outside the Burgusstadt Inn-
Kalia

An hour and a half had passed since her encounter with Michelle, and Kalia now stood outside the doors of the Burgusstadt Inn. She sat there, her onyx eyes closed and her head tilted back at the sky. As the breeze blew, it gently pushed silky black stands of hair away from her face. Despite her solemn mood, she continued to look beautiful. But the black haired fighter seemed distant and unattached from reality; her beauty was blank, idle. Different.
Alien.
By now, the sun was setting in the distance, and the sky's palette of golds, purples and pinks cast a rosy glow on her porcelain skin. Even though the atmosphere that hung around her was black, everything had a divine-like golden glow. With a blank mind, Kalia had lost her senses, and, therefore, couldn't feel another presence with her.

Edward had stood about three yards to her left, staring in hidden awe at the obsidian eyed girl. He immediately shook it off; There was no way that he had time for this. He stealthily glided over, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"You should go find Michelle soon. You made a promise." He admonished her.
Slowly opening her eyes, she spoke, "Right. Thank you." Whenever Kalia made a promise, she made sure to keep them. If she was incapable of doing so, she almost wouldn't forgive herself.
"I've notified Lord Sigmund about his visitor." Edward murmured quietly. He sounded unsure when he described Michelle as 'visitor.' This brought a smile to Kalia's face for the first time in several hours. The amusement disappeared as her smile turned thoughtful. She had forgotten that she hadn't bothered alerting her lord about his brunette fan.
"Thanks." She mused tiredly. "Still my life saver," She wanted to add, but for some reason, her mouth wouldn't open for them.
Edward poked her forehead as he noted, "Don't stress out too much."
She quickly smacked his hand away, "Funny, 'cause I can say the exact same to you, my dear." She retorted casually.
He narrowed his cerulean colored eyes at the younger girl. Immediately she smiled as if to say 'Go and glare all you want, it doesn't work on me. But sorry anyways.'
"So where's Lord Sigmund?" She added before Edward could speak.
He sighed out of chagrin at Kalia, "Follow me."

:Kalia's Point of View:
-Somewhere Within Burgusstadt-
Kalia & Edward

The day had passed me quickly, yet in the most unfortunate way possible. I was stuck sitting in my room, frozen. I can't explain using words how great my desire to get up off of bed and slam my head against the wall was, but I was idle. I was paralyzed and somehow, I couldn't stop remembering him. And I was sure he had something to do with it. Perhaps I hadn't seen him in several years, but I knew how he was doing. Almost everyone did. Everyone knew him. They just didn't know that his sister was the Black Angel.
Me. I absolutely abhorred my brother. Among my endless list of people I loathe, he hit number one. It wasn't exactly like he would have it anyway. He was number one and wouldn't take anything else. Especially on my lists.
'My God, what have you become?' I thought scornfully, and just as I was about to begin a mental rant, I got interrupted.

"Kalia!" An unpleasantly familiar arrogant voice snapped. Right next to my ear.
Immediately, my arm shot up in the air and I spun toward them, my palm perfectly ready to slap whoever it was.
They caught my wrist. "What is your problem today!" Their voice was fully irritated.
"Oh..." I smiled innocently up at him as I paused, "Hello, Ed."
He just glared at me. His sapphire eyes were burning with a blue fire, an intense heat radiating from them. "Is there something I or Lord Sigmund needs to know about?"
I challenged him with my own glare. My melanoid eyes flared a darker intensity, a greater burning. Biiarc Phyre. Phyre was the highest level of fire casting. Biiarc was among the strongest type of flame. Black Fire.
"When I told you it was a natural reaction, I wasn't kidding." I hissed. My voice was calm, smooth, and just as arrogant as his, but to mine, there was a harsh sting that hung off of every word.
"Really? Because it's been twice today and it's ever since that idiot came into picture!"
"Well, I'm sorry if there have been more people interrupting my thoughts than usual!" I cried, completely aggravated.
We sat there, infuriated onyx orbs boring into an irritated pair of sapphire ones.

"Is everyone ready?" A calm yet obviously excited voice chimed in.
Edward and I both turned our heads, but remained in the same position. Michelle stood there, there sunset casting a warm gold on her skin. Her head was cocked to the side and her brows were slightly furrowed. "Am I interrupting something?" She asked.
"What makes you think that?" And this time, I was genuinely confused.
She simply lifted her hand and pointed a pink painted finger at us.
I looked out of the corner of my eye, not turning my head. I nearly jumped when I saw that Edward was a mere two inches from my face. Immediately, I swung my arm out of his grasp and took a step back. I brushed off either arm once and lowered my head, shaking it.
'Alright. That was awkward and completely uncalled for.' I thought, a slight shiver going through me. I straightened and turned to Michelle, a brilliant smile painted on my face.
"We're ready." I stated, my tone smoothed out and controlled. I mechanically turned to Ed, still smiling. "Lead the way, my dear." I saw his eye twitch at the name as he turned.

-Somewhere in Burgusstadt-
Kalia, Edward and Michelle

Minutes had passed as Edward guided Michelle and I through Burguss to Lord Sigmund. I had an unfortunately positive feeling that Michelle wouldn't be able to restrain herself from attacking my Lord in a hug.

The Trio, Lord Sigmund and Eugene

"Oh, Lord Sigmund, it's so nice to see you again!" The brunette squealed. She lunged forward to hug Lord Sigmund, and successfully latched onto him.
'Aye... fan girls...'