Wow 200k that's a lot for anyone to read! Thank you for everyone who has stuck through and read this monster! I will have one shots to write after this is finished such as Catwoman/Starfire brunch and more! I just want to get to the ending we are all waiting for! Let me know what you think!

Dreams were better achieved awake. I had caught on to the falsehood of my subconscious late, it was tricky when they drew from memories. Though I knew I was not on Okaaran since I could not smell the sulfur tinted skies. I also knew it was a dream since the Gordians never attacked here, yet I was back in the midst of battle. I found myself running through the motions, fighting for the lives of my people along with my own. I had to do everything I could, though I was not holding my old sword or spear instead I held Robin's bow staff. My enemies were struck down like pinatas, but they never stopped coming. Familiar faces started to fade and all was left were enemies from all angles closing me in until I was locked in a cell of my own making of the fallen. Then it shifted to my cell from the lab and I tried desperately to wake up. I recalled all of the tricks Raven used to fling myself out into consciousness. Though the dream pattered on bringing forth ghosts I knew well. I started banging on my cell walls, but every crack I made healed instantaneously.

Maybe the beat of my heart had gotten so loud it had snapped me awake since that was certainly the first thing I noticed. I was awake, but my eyes would not open and my body would not move, but no images flashed in my minds eye. I tried to take deep breaths and force my heart to steady. I tried to focus on what I could feel, the cool circulation of air, the soft crunch of memory foam beneath me, and the smell of Robin's shampoo was all around me. I found control of my hand to reach outwards in hope I would find an actual Robin. I did not, though I started to find more ability to move and my eyes finally rose to let me scan the room.

It was past sunrise, while the natural light of the sun had been obscured by curtains midday light poked through a crack. I had slept in though it made sense as soreness and fatigue reached my awareness along with motion. Yesterday had been too much, but I should not have given in to sleep. It did not provide me any recovery, only fresh tremors of memory.

Though I swiftly rose to sit as I remembered that Gotham villains had been within the city, if Robin had gone to face them without me… I tried to gather my strength to stand though I ended up tripping in my tangle of a garment. My confessions and injuries had not left me at full strength, Rutha.

Did I not wake up when I was needed? Where did he go? Was he still mad?

I gave up on trying to rush out to find Robin as it became clear my legs were not onboard with walking. Had I greatly injured myself and failed to realize it? I put my attention on getting into the spinny chair by Robin's desk since it was the closest to where I fell. My flight was not coming forth likely still stunted from my nightmare, but I managed to sit in it somewhat properly. I closed my eyes and used my hand to start the soothing revolutions. I suspected that this was similar to what humans experienced in hangovers. Being mad at Robin drained me more completely after the fact. It was part of why passive aggressiveness was not sustainable.

"Robin?" I called out finding my voice hoarse. It would not be impossible from him to just appear from the ceiling or somewhere else random. I did not receive a response so I had to assume I was alone.

Though I did find a spare communicator on the desk and flipped through it to see if there was any alerts. There had not been which brought me some peace that I had not abandoned the team in my slumber. Maybe there was some sort of order that traveling villains could not make a scene in host cities?

The scale of this had been so much larger than Robin had suspected, and wider than my own expectations. It frightened me in a way most villains on Earth failed. There was a surface level fear of their motives and actions hurting those I loved, but most were not monsters to their core. Often they acted out of selfishness towards wealth, fame, fear, or revenge. Most were not gifted with brains, strength, and ability as a package, but pooling resources could mean trouble. The Justice League had that advantage, we pooled strength and used teamwork well. The Titans were diverse for a reason and had specialties ranged out to handle specific threat requirements. Everyone's talents were used to the fullest, but having our enemy unite and use similar methods was worrying.

I hoped Robin would reach out and ask for assistance. Heroes had boundaries and rules that villains did not which made numbers and proactive strikes important to limit casualties. I just needed to make sure Robin could make it out safe if something went wrong. I could accept whatever happened with me, but he…I could not accept what would happen to him.

My body still felt sluggish so I stayed in the chair for a few more spins before noticing a flipped over piece of paper that had highlighter marks bleed through. I thought it could be something he had worked on towards the club so I flipped it over, curious what else he had added. Though it was certainly not that as it held my name on top with two columns.

It was a pro and con list from the labeling and he had highlighted categories such as actions, feelings, and questions. My heart had chosen interestingly. It was typed out at first though their was modifications written in pen near the bottom. I had already knew something like this existed, and it was too late since I had already seen that redhead was a pro, so I looked over his concerns. My pros were physical features and benefits I added if we did date official. He had added in pen my creativity with random objects along with a note that I was here for another year. Though I saw that had been added to both columns.

His con column showed me he was still greatly insecure. He put me at trust level 60% after editing it from 75%. He had cons about my ignorance in human dating and how jealousy could effect other aspects of our jobs. He marked me as uncontrollable and underlined it twice. Selfish was also on the list which made me wonder if Batman had access to the printed copy or if it was just that obvious in my personality. I drooped a little more as I saw the con list had more items, but I knew that numbers were not always relevant in matters of the heart. Love was irrational even in humans.

I took the positives I could in the list and flipped it back over like how I found it. I needed to get out and see the sun. The fact my latent energy was not replenishing my strength like it should made me wonder if there was something physically wrong or if it was just a mental block. My body felt tense and tight as I stood carefully making sure my knees were not going to buckle or falter.

I had a good deal of unpacking to do, which I did not look forward to. Though I needed to find something more suitable than a sheet for human standards. I had caught a glance at my appearance in his mirror and realized I resemble one of the covers of the books Raven stashed under her bed. My hair was wild and crimped funny from sleeping with it damp, the marks had faded to lightly tinted circles though could be mistaken as love bites, and the sheet had the billowing gown effect. I had no issue with my appearance, but I knew Robin would prefer me to look otherwise if I was interacting with people. I needed to check what had happened while I was sleeping.

Though as I went to type in the code to open his door it opened for me. Robin was dressed in uniform and had his communicator in hand talking to who I assumed was Speedy. We both made eye contact and I did not know which way to move out of his way. I backed up so he could enter his own room, but decided he was the best source of information so I should stay. I sat back on his bed as he continued to add details of potential location features that we similar to the Matchbox. I felt dizzy again which made me move back to lie down and try and gather my bearings. I listened as he ended the conversation with some haste.

I felt the bed jostle as he must have sat down as well, but my body did not want to sit up again. He didn't say anything just adjusted the sheet so it covered my thigh where it had ridden up. This felt like before when we had been in the undefined.

"I am sorry for sleeping in." I started hoping that it would lead to what had occurred in my absence.

"It's okay, I assume you needed it. I tried to wake you a couple times, but you were out." The fact I did not rise with the sun was worrisome, but that dream must have played a factor in my altered routine.

"Did you need me? What has happened?" I asked and found the strength to prop up on an arm.

"Everything has been quiet, though I don't know if that's better or worse. I let Titans East know to be extra on guard and look out in certain areas, but I wanted to make sure we were together when I told the whole story." He sighed at the end and I wished he wasn't wearing a mask so I could tell where he was looking.

"Oh okay." I said and was a little surprised he was waiting so long to tell everyone, but I knew he had resisted this long. "I will go get changed." Though it was easier said than done when my first step was almost a trip. "X'hal." I prayed out asking for strength.

"Starfire, yesterday was a lot, you can keep on resting. I just tried to wake you up since you don't normally sleep in past me. " He seemed like he was tired himself as he helped me sit back on the bed. "Do you know if this is just emotional or…" He trailed off.

"My muscles are extra tight after a seizure, but I am assume most of my fatigue is emotional. I just feel heavy." That was best word I could find. I felt like my body was more like a statue than a doll.

"I'm not as good as you, but is there something I can do to help?" I appreciated his consideration, back massages had been on the pro side of his list.

"Opening the curtains would be helpful, I feel empty." I was struggling to describe what my body felt like to the English. Though empty was better than making a new word.

"Is there anything specific to trigger this? I just want to know." He did open the curtains and the faint rays of sun were quite nice like sample spoons of ice cream. Not enough, but better than nothing.

"I had a nightmare, it is likely what prevented me from waking. Though I suspect me visiting my past that greatly has revived old scars. I suspect therapy will be similar." There had been some previous thoughts of attempting human mind therapy. Even the HIVE Five had joked about it night one in the club. I knew Earth soldiers benefitted from the treatment, but I feared the effect attending would have on my powers. If I prioritized my health over my teams the guilt would be hard to cope with. I would try it, but if every time I shared my past I felt like this…it would not be sustainable.

"Thank you for sharing what you did last night. It does make me feel like I know more about you, the real you." It also made you trust me less according to your pro/con list. "I know this is tough, but maybe it will get easier the more you share."

"I hope you are right. Did you sleep?" I had seen the time was past 1 o clock so he had likely been awake for a while.

"Some, knowing the Joker was in the city limits put me on edge. Batman decided not to come and is heading to Steel city in case so I'll likely recover it tonight if nobody causes trouble. I don't like this situation." I could imagine that the Joker was enough to keep him up at night. I had not enjoyed my interaction. He had grabbed my chest and imitated the sound a geese makes. I had kept walking away, but it was crude and done without fear. His boldness was worrisome, though the warning that he could become fixated held me back from reacting. Truly a test of self control.

"We are in agreement, I need to recover before Monday." I said remembering that I was adding at least another day in my Ember costume. He took my hand though he was looking at his door when he said the next sentence.

"I regret letting you get involved in all this. It's been more taxing on you than me, but we needed to do this. I am sure of that now. It's the right thing to do." I knew he was trying to give comfort, but I was more concerned about keeping him alive than capturing all our foes in one swoop of glory. "It'll be over soon, I promise." He brought his hand up to his mouth and repeated an action I did often.

"It will all work out, Be'tak." I said hoping to reassure him as well. There was no other option, it had to work out. His freely given affection made me feel a little lighter. " That also helps." I brought his hand down to mine to return the promise.

"What would you do if you were on Tamaran and were experiencing this? Just curious." He was trying to understand and I would not fault him for that.

"We have some substances that would help if I needed a temporary improvement, but they are addictive so used cautiously. Though I aim for true happiness, so likely the same as I am now. Resting and taking comfort from those I love." There were issues of substance abuse in many veterans, it was an easy path to get on and a struggle to stop. They used drugs in the labs to test my reaction, but I remembered the lows more than highs. "This is a rather extreme reaction from a long extreme day."

"Take comfort?" His jaw had locked up as he said that. He was still skittish with physical aspects of a relationship. We had not discussed that properly and likely would continue to cause confusion if I did not expand.

"Comfort can take many forms, holding hands, kisses, massages, conversation, other things. I know I am touchy, but intimacy on Tamaran also includes talking and just being in each others presence. When I invite you to my shower, it is not a move…currently… it is just me wanting to stay near you."

"Ah so pretty normal stuff. I kind of like your hair like this." He still seemed a little flustered, but went to twirl and tug a few strands that curled into more ringlets.

"Careful to not get trapped." With my hair wild like this I was sure there were tangle traps. " I would be hesitant to let you go." He tugged his handful.

"It's not really fair when you say things like that when I have no idea what to say back." He was still very flustered and there was a grin on his face.

"There are other ways of responding." I said hoping to give him a hint. While everything around us was stressful and complicated, we could at least act like two normal teenagers.

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Robin had taken his laptop into my room so he could continue working and monitoring everything, yet stay close. I appreciated he was listening and taking the action to assist me. Unpacking was never fun, but there was some relief when things fell back into their proper places. A year, plenty could happen in an Earth year, though it was strange to be thinking I might be back in this same situation in 365 days.

I had changed and called Galfore earlier. I was upset he had gone behind my back to communicate with the League, but he knew what to say. He missed me and wanted to make sure the transfer of power was something I could handle. I knew he was had something else to say, but with Robin in the background it was a bit of a buffer. Though when Galfore kept looking at something to his left, I could guess he had someone in mind to ease the transition. He was not being malicious in his actions, I just needed more time on Earth before I could come home willingly. He made me promise to call more often and give updates if I needed any advice.

I had asked if he had heard anything to do with Blackfire. She was an uncomfortable topic for us both, but he had did not have anything I had not received from Green Lantern. Part of me wanted to vent and cry about how awful the Terran Card meeting had gone, but it would just have steeled his resolve I needed to come home. I did ask if he knew anything about Green Lanterns research capabilities, which he responded he was sure they collected from many different sources. The videos were concerning since they were somewhat triggering. If a villain could have access and shut me down… I also just wanted to know what was exposed so I could reveal it before it became an unfortunate surprise.

"Can you ask Batman to send you the footage from yesterday?" I asked as I finished reorganized my weapons into the closet. I was somewhat sad that they would likely not receive any attention for another year, but I did not want to part with them either.

"Why? I didn't think you wanted to repeat…" He seemed tense again which was unavoidable. We had managed to relax in his room, but it was a bubble that was always going to be popped.

"I want to know what footage exists, it could be used against me in the future if it is easily available. I might just have someone else watch it and tell me what they see." I would hate to have a friend experience it, but I knew Argent had a better stomach than Robin and would not see me any different.

"Okay, just be careful with yourself. You not being okay was terrifying." I nodded since there wasn't much to say. It had been bad for him as well, me having it worse did not invalidate his experience.

"Thank you for whatever you said to make it so I could stay. I know you likely had to fight for me." I had not known exactly what happened after when Canary was helping me.

"Of course, I wanted you to stay as well, Starfire. Though you might want to thank Jo'nn as well he was on your side. Will you be comfortable meeting with the League in person again to explain the situation after Monday?" He had decided that after Monday would be the best time to meet since our entire situation would be clearer. He also wanted to tell the full story to our team mates when Raven was back by then so we were all on the same page. It was what I wanted finally happening no more secrets about the club. I could tell Red Star the story he wanted to know, not hide things from Pantha, and get support from everyone else.

"I hope so, I do hate the uncertainty of what I will be doing for them." It had been described as teaching and sparring, but I did not know exactly who I was dealing with. If it was an intergalactic client there was a chance I would be captured and restrained for sale. If it was an Earth client with access to intergalactic resources there was a chance I could become an experiment. If it was not that there was still a chance I could be captured. Though since I had been holding back as Ember and even as my fights as a hero, I was positive I could break free if worse came to worse. It just might require time.

"If anything goes wrong, just get out of there. Your safety is important in all this. At this point we know more than what we started with, but keep your eyes and ears open." I had asked Red X to run if I told him to. This felt similar.

"I'll be okay, Robin." I said knowing that I would make it so. "If nothing goes wrong and we continue the Friday nights, what are we going to do about the points?" I wanted to hear his thoughts since we would likely not have Red X in the picture.

"I don't know, there can't be that many matches left, but the HIVE Five still has the numbers if we continue. It's kinda too late for any other team ups. I don't want you trying to…making…no…recruiting any other villains." I understood what he was saying even if it came out shaky. I was not to get close to anymore villains as Ember.

"Understood." I looked over at the burner phone. I should call again just to check in, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to break up my peace with Robin. I would just wait for that to happen later.

"We will just have to figure out how to take whatever surprise from the HIVE Five." He said and I figured that was the best plan for the moment. If we had back up it would be easy to defeat them as we have previously. I decided that I could take a break from unpacking and went over to see what Robin was doing. He had been typing away and checking footage from what I could tell.

"What should we ask for if this is not a trap? I left it up for you to pick my price, though she seemed like she wanted me to give her a weakness in what I actually wanted. It sounds like Gizmo gets hints about the line up as part of his and Control Freak got lightsaber parts. It seems pretty open." I doubted that he wanted us to ask for money since that wasn't actually helpful for information.

"You said she threatened you?" He was quick to remember things.

"She threatened the fights changing in outcomes. We knew they were manipulated, but it sounded more lethal. She had already picked up my attachment to you and Red X. With him gone you will become my only care, though it is obvious you are not their pick. " I was not sure if it would be a waste to ask for Fallen's protection, though it was not guaranteed if they would be pulling me aside. His suit had gotten better, he was prepared for most brutal attacks, but perhaps it was my selfishness wanting to make sure he was safe.

"Your English keeps improving or you're more comfortable with it. Give me some time to think. The open offer is valuable, but we don't want to ask for something that is telling. While we can't rule out the possibility they know, we have to keep playing the game like normal in case they don't. It looks like there was a sighting of Killer Croc near Steel City so we have to assume it's a chain. Dammit. " It was weird for him to swear and he slapped the top of his laptop down which signaled he was frustrated. I was doing better, but not in the position to offer him a good sparring session. My body still felt heavy and weaker than I liked.

"It is a good thing you discovered this when you did, Robin. If this had been kept hidden, it could have taken city by city without warning." I decided to shift things to the positive and put my arms around his neck and brought his back to my front.

"Still… This isn't good. I wish I could ask something about that… know how exactly how many heads this thing has." He was tensed and stressed from putting this all on his shoulders.

"I assure you that I have faced things with more heads." I said and started to see if I could remove the physical tension from his shoulders. He melted so beautifully sometimes and other times he felt like he needed to stay stressed so he would stop me. Today he just leaned forward so I could get to his lower back.

"If I did this to you would you actually be able to feel it the same?" He asked and I was instantly interested in reciprocation.

"I am sure it would feel nice no matter what, though you would need to test it for me to know if you could ease knots. You do not have to." I was trying to allow it to be his choice though I was positive some longing made it into my answer.

"Well I think somewhere down the line I should start repaying the favor. Starfire am I enough for you?" It saddened me that he felt like he needed to ask that question after all my words of devotion in the past week. I decided to bite the section of his back below his right shoulder blade. It was a sensitive spot and had loose skin. He jerked when I did so which was a sign of his surprise.

"Yes, are words not enough for you to believe that?" I did not want to be annoyed with him, but his insecurity was annoying by now after reading his cons. They would sabotogue his happiness in more things than me if they remained as they were now.

"I just…I feel like you need more than what I can give you."

"Robin what are you doing?" I asked and moved so we were facing each other now. I had seen enough sitcoms to fear a break up.

"Being selfish, I want to keep you all to myself, but can't help fearing I'll fail and you will have to find somebody else to be what I cannot." I was surprised that he was referring to himself as selfish.

"We are in a monogamous partnership are we not?" I asked and he nodded. "I chose you since I want to stay by your side more than anyone else's. If that changes I will say it to your face and you will not wonder. You are enough, I may have friends and other people in my life, but you are my Be'tak." I sometimes knew I could come off harsh and blunt to human standards, but since we were not at a point I could physically show him my devotion it was the best I could do.

"Sometimes that is just nice to hear." He said and I was filled with the impulse to bite him again. Is this what Jinx did? Just bite people when they needed it. She went overboard of course, but it was a way to show my annoyance. If he believed it the first time…

"Stop being jealous. It only hurts you." I said and used my weakness to an advantage with a light flick to his forehead. He said an ow though I knew I had given worse. I was not able to spar like we normally did, but I hoped this little aggression would be enough communication. Actions spoke louder than words with him.

"If it was that easy…" He said and did hug me tight against him. It felt nice so I returned it, but I wanted to slap the insecurities out of him. Maybe I could spar, but that was not the physical activity I wanted to participate in at the moment.

"I assure you it is quite easy for me to turn down all other options. Why would I want less than the best?" I had leaned into my name for him, Be'tak. Best part of my universe. He hid his face in my shoulder and hair though he squeezed me very tight. He was shaking and I did not understand why.

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Monday came quickly though that was to be expected. Though I had lost a good part of my Sunday to brunch with Catwoman, which had been insightful. I learned a little bit more about her concerns with Robin. Their relationship was interesting, but it was nice to talk to another woman who cared about his wellbeing. I still was wary of Batman, but she explained him a little broader than Robin's assessment. I also just appreciated having her attention for a time, she reminded me of Canary in a way, but also my own…

I had spent most of the day charging up on the roof, Red X and I had begun to text instead of calling. He said it was more convenient for him so I accepted the change even though my texting skills were not excellent. He seemed okay at understanding what I meant, but there were a couple times he sent a question mark and I just had to rephase my answer. It worked. He still was sending me random questions though I did skirt away from some. He did the same for a few, but I was starting to understand his personality and why as Bee would say he chugged respect women juice. He hadn't had guys as friends very often and no siblings so he was more comfortable with women. Robin had access to my phone so I sometimes censored the conversation if it felt like something I would not talk about in front of him.

Raven was taking another day in New Orleans so we decided to wait until tomorrow to have the big talk. I just hoped that I would be able to be there and nothing went wrong. I felt plenty of anxiety though I made the choice not to drain my latent energy in case I had dire need of it, but it was becoming a problem. It might have been a true test of my self restraint that I had not blown on Friday, but I feared it was inevitable. I would likely retreat to the outer solar system and see if I could release at least a portion. In theory it should be a reserve source when I did not have sufficient sun, but it was growing to a level beyond what it should and not serving its purpose. It grew with every bit I held back.

It was strange becoming Ember on a different day besides Friday, but I had restocked enough of my cosmetics to make it happen this week. We had told the other Titans we would be checking out a lead and gone for a while, though I knew Cyborg had his own ideas. Red X wanted me to text when I got back and to call if I needed him. It was nice having someone else that understood the club to vent with.

I decided to wear the bangles as they had been a gift, though I was still suspicious of their meaning. In plenty of cultures not wearing gifts was enough to start a war. Earth seemed to have less extreme sentiments, but Ember did not have many allies in the club in the first place. Though I also put on as much wire as I could comfortably. It would burn up with use so more the better if this was going to be an endurance session.

"I miss your hair already." I heard Robin say as he crept in to my room. He did not have to do more prep than change suits so he was still normal. He reached to hug me from behind as I started to apply lipstick. It was sweet. He was trying to be very sweet and supportive of me today. Though I knew he was nervous as well, but being strong for me. It felt like what I wanted in being a couple, but I was worried about his out of character clinginess. I loved and treasured it, but I did not want him to feel scared to lose me.

"I am just grateful this washes out so easily, I would have been heartbroken to dye it." I brought his hand to my mouth to smear some lipstick on before I fixed the edges.

"That makes two of us, so we are agreeing on asking for the knowledge of who we are working for? Then a quarter." We had decided to do a more general villain request in the end to throw off suspicions and just figure out a name or lead. I still wanted to ask for protection, but Robin had been a little offended. I told him I would agree if he beat me in a fight. He had used what I had taught him and a new move he must of picked up from Gotham. It surprised me enough he got a win. I suspected he had hidden it for such an occasion.

"I hope they will not think that is asking too much." I did not fully understand capitalism, but I knew that was not a small request for most people even in the higher classes.

"I doubt it. It gives them knowledge I know you're worth money, but am not going to be hung up in negotiations." I hoped he was right. It did feel like a shot in the dark with my student being unknown.

"I trust your judgement here." He knew better than I did in money and villain motives.

"I wonder if anyone else will be there or if it just is abandoned every other night." I finished up my face and broke away from him so I could sit on the bed to put on my boots.

"We will know soon enough, do we have back up in case?" If I got separated from him, I wanted him to have a plan to get help if needed. He had a sensor installed in his gloves that if he clapped three times would signal a few Leaguers that were in range. Flash was someone I trusted could grab him and go if it came to it.

"All set." He said and started to get going to become Fallen. "I want us to just be paranoid. Just know if something happens I'll come save you. I always will." My heart welled with tenderness at his promise. I felt happy tears water up in my eyes. It was not the common three words, but I knew the meaning was adjacent.

"I know, Be'tak. I know."

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The club was dim and mostly abandoned with Miss Friday waiting at a bar with one attendant and Kyd Wykkyd. I was a little surprised to see him, he was not who I would suspect to be a student. I would not have expected him to be the big secret or investment.

"Lovely to see you again Miss Ember." Miss Friday said and I was trying to get a sense of her tone. It did seem friendly and warm. Though I had not forgotten our Friday interaction. She did not greet Fallen. "You are perfectly on time, something I value." She reached out with her hand and I was drawn to sit in a stool next to hers. "Did you give thought to my question ? What do you value?" She had interlaced our fingers which made me wonder if she caught that my rings were just formed wire.

"I value having a partner who knows better than I do." I said as I motioned my head back to Fallen.

"How disappointing, I would have loved a longer talk with you, but onto business." She released my hand and Kyd Wykkyd suddenly stood up and started walking over as if floating. His cape hid his feet today. "Please escort Miss Ember to where she is needed. Be nice." I did not know if she meant that to me or him as she turned her face towards me at the last moment.

"I am not staying here?" I asked since I was just taken by surprise at a secondary location.

"It is hard to teach without a fully equipped classroom." She said and suddenly Wykkyd sprung cloaking me in his cape as we both vanished through some portal that felt damp and cold. I held onto the cape since there was not anything I could actually do in a portal situation. The air stunk of rot and mold as we definitely were traveling a distance since we did not evacuate immediately out. The movement did not feel like flying, but movement still.

When he pulled back his cloak I was in a high ceiled lobby. The furniture was white and plush quilted. Everything was icy white with led lights that made it a harsh adjustment from the darkness. Where was this? I doubted we were in the club still as it had taken time for us to travel here. I could not stop my stance from falling more into a defensive pose as I tried to take in potential exits and entrances. There was one door from what I could tell and no windows. It seemed like this style of transport was likely one of the few ways to enter the room. Though the door opened and there was a woman who bore a familiar face.

"Thank you for your service, Mr. Wykkyd. I can conduct the tour for our guest while you visit yours." A Miss Friday replica was before me with same voice. She was wearing a lab coat and had on shoes that were not ridiculously priced, but her face and height were the same. "Hello Miss Ember, please follow me." She did not approach me as close, simply turned back around once she reached within six feet. Though I caught her name tag read Miss Thursday. They could be twins, but that seemed too simple. Though she was moving with much haste as I had to rush to reach her before the door closed. I had hesitated analyzing her appearance and explanations.