A/N: Hey guys, it's back! I got to sit down and look this over, and thank you for the support that flowed out from it. I know what I'm doing now, and where I'm going for a little while. Thanks to the guest reviewer who offered their points. I'm taking them more fully into consideration. I hope that this remains adorable and fun for all! Also, rc, I can't talk about that. Let me know what you think guys!

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5- Fog

"Have you ever lost control of your magic before?"

Another question in the midst of many.

Rae spun mentally with the inquiries and the energy she had been holding tight inside almost washed out of her and towards a piece of machinery. But, like a weird type of sponge, the magic sank into the walls and disappeared.

The woman smiled at her through long bangs. It was a harmless smile, she thought, harmless from a woman who didn't look to be all that harmless. She guessed nobody in this world was all that harmless because of all the magic everywhere, except maybe Vivio. And judging by how confusing she could be, maybe she was dangerous too.

Did it matter if Rae was a demon then?

Rae nodded to the question, trying to recall specific incidents that were particularly extreme. Or not extreme. Did it matter? She recalled breaking a room of fine china and magic artifacts when her mother had hugged her. "If I have extreme emotional outbursts, it happens a lot."

"Outbursts or just emotion?" The woman asked gently.

The air rippled about Rae as she flushed. She shouldn't be so transparent. "Emotion," she admitted.

The woman scribbled down and added."What did they ask you to do about it in the place you lived?"

"Not to feel,"she answered automatically, relaxing. This she could say. She knew the answers to these sorts of was better than the earlier ones, like: what do you do for fun, who is in your family. How to cope with your power, have you read enough, are you doing it right? She knew the answers to these questions. Don't feel, meditate it away, there's never enough reading, and obviusly not. Quick, succinct.

The woman nodded, and a small burst of orange left her skin. Rae reeled a moment then shoved it aside. She had expected it to be red. "Has it worked?"

Rae blinked and the energy began to itch at her palms again. "Worked?"

"You continue to have outbursts, yes?"

Oh. "Because I'm not doing it well."

"Is that so?" The voice remained gentle, but suddenly it grated on her. Yes, naturally. If they were her powers, it was her fault that she couldn't control them.

But they aren't yours, her mind whispered. They belong to your father.

It didn't matter. They were still hers... oh darn it.

The air around her had begun to ripple, black waves slipping between the space in her fingers. Fear rose and she tried to quell it but the energy continued to slip out. She looked at the woman, who, besides a mild flare of grey, seemed unaffected. "I see," she said softly. "Well, I think I know what to do here."

Though her voice and expression didn't change, Rae found herself shying back. It was like Azar, so much like her. Warmer yes, and not angry, but still too much disapproval. She closed her eyes, took two deep breaths, and opened them again. "I'm sorry." The words were a reflex, no longer said out of guilt because feeling that put her as far back as feeling angry.

It was best not to feel at all, really.

"Yes, i do believe your original method of tackling this was inappropriate."

Rae almost bristled but she bit her tongue, the pain outweighing the fury.

The woman nodded. "It's all right, dear. We just need to do a few more tests later. I think I've found the problem. For today, we'll leave it at one last question: does your magic come from you, or from somewhere else?"

Raven thought about it, considered Vivio's reaction, and then gave the truth that she understood, which was little. There weren't books about this, because of course she had to be different, didn't she? The energy bubbled again, but this time she ignored it. "It's linked to my father."

The woman nodded. "So have you used your own magic before?"

That's another question. "My own?"

Another nod, accompanied by a brush of dark hair. "Your father's magic is what seems to be spiraling out of control, but what about yours? Surely you have your own?"

"My powers come from my father."

The woman's aura flickered orange and grey and Rae couldn't hold back the hiss. She was just telling the truth! What else could she say?

She caught herself too late, and the energy snapped from her grasp and lashed out, smashing into a piece of equipment. This time, the walls did not react and the machine took the blow, magic crashing inward and creating a hole in its center. Glass shattered and wires sparked. The woman waved her hand to create a small frost to quell it, but wasn't fast enough to stop Rae from darting out of the room, past a dozing Vivio with Nanoha and down the hallway. The magic bubbled and tried to flee her hands but she clenched them into fists.

Have to contain it… release it somewhere… idiot!

Rae wasn't even sure what she had broken, but it had to have been important, or it wouldn't have been in there.

She wasn't even sure where she was running to, just somewhere if she tore everything apart, it wouldn't be a person.

She hoped it wouldn't anyway.