Glancing at the table I grimaced, I hate pickled things they're just too sour for my liking. And yet for some unforeseen reason they love pickled things, I can't tell if its just to annoy me or simply because they actually like pickled things. Shoving the pickled radishes around my fork, I sighed. "Ugh, Rhem honey, will you please eat your radishes. They're just superb, Mori spent a long time pickling them." My frown only deepened, I hate when he refers to me like that, it's weird. "I don't like pickled foods, they're too bitter," I grumbled as I glared at Anne, it's funny watching her get all riled up, especially when she can't do anything now. But oh do I feel her wrath when we're alone. "It's unladylike to grumble and mumble like that, talk respectively and stop talking with that ugly accent. It really does ruin my appetite to know that I dine with the likes of your kind" with wide eyes I stared at Anne, " uh excuse you, you pig nose twat" I screamed in Himsin, "do you really think you're any better than me just because of your language?!" I screamed as I stood up, my hair awkwardly falling in my face as she stared at me with frowning eyes. "I don't care to learn pig languages such as so, excuse me, I am done with my food. Uní?" She lulled in that odd tone she only seemed to use around him. "Hm? Ah, oh yes. Mori, please clean this up, Rhem darling you're free to continue eating" he spoke curt and quick as he got up tailing Anne as she quickly walked out of the room.

As soon as they left, I stood up and pushed my chair in, they have a tendency to disappear and not come back. Putting my napkin on the table I grabbed my dishes and walked into the kitchen. "Mori, do you ever think I'll do anything fun again?" I spoke softly as I put the dishes in the large sink. "Honestly, I'm not sure, I guess life's only gonna be as fun as you make it ya know?" I watched as the soft light made her hair look golden, I wonder if I'd look good blonde? "I'm tired of being alone, everyone seems gone." Pulling out the stool at the white kitchen island, I sat down resting my chin on my fingers. With bored eyes I watched as she turned the water off and turned around, letting her long hair down. Smiling she walked over and mocked my pose on the island. "Well for what it's worth, you have me." Her eyes seemed to glow like the earth as her finger stuck out and tapped my nose. "Well Mori, you put up a hard bargain, I guess I have no choice to accept!" I giggled out as reached over and rubbed my hand in her hair, effectively messing up her neatly, curly hair. "Hey, don't mess up my hair you little bugger!" Her voice rung out through the room as she swatted my hand away, our laughter making the lonely home seem a little less lonely.

With a heavy sigh as watched as Mori threw the damp rag on the island, "alright, I think it's time for you to go to bed." Her words soft as she pushed me off the stool. "Yeah, whatever…" I softly smiled as I walked out of the room and up the back stairwell, I like the backstairs better; they're quicker. Walking my room I sighed, the ornate lamp giving the room a soft light blue glow. With a soft snicker, I grabbed my chair and tucked it under the doorknob, lodging to make sure the door wouldn't open anytime. Waddling over to the window I lifted it open, "they think they make me a weakling!" I grinned as I jumped out the window, crouching as the ground slammed into me. "Whew!" I grinned as I broke into a heavy sprint, I have to keep myself in shape. If I can't use magic, then I'll have to be one hell of a fighter. Running into the woods I slammed my fist into a tree, a loud crack ripping through the woods. "Whew-y I sure have gotten strong!" I grinned as I stared down at my red fist. Reaching up I grabbed onto a branch, my eyes already long adjusted to the moonlight. And so that's what I did for a few hours, running my body ragged until I could barely move, well just enough to get back into my room. But I'm not quite there yet…

Sitting down by the creek far from the mansion, I focused on my surroundings taking in the way the trees flutter and shift around me. Breath… taking in deep breaths, I felt as the air changed in its direction, blowing in the opposite direction of the current. Feeling as the wind picked up I noticed a simmering feeling bubble throughout my body, along with it a heavy set nauseousness making its way up my stomach. Keep hold, I thought in a gritted tone as the sick feeling only continued to grow worse, twisting my stomach till I no longer take it. Losing my stern concentration I leaned over on my side, vomit ejecting from my mouth as I suddenly rolled onto my palms and feet. "Ugh.. what the hell?" I spoke grimly as I coughed at the feeling of acid burning the back of my throat. Maybe I can break it, "if I work really hard, I bet I can break it… yeah! This stupid seal isn't the end of me!" I yelled knowing full well I'm far away enough to where they won't hear me. Raising my fist in the air I ignored the annoying simmer feeling that won't leave me so easily. Resetting my position back to my cross-legged position I felt for my surrounding area yet again. Breathing heavily ignored my stomach, growling as the feeling only continued to grow worse, instantly I had found myself in the same juxtaposition as earlier, grabbing the non-vomit dirt I growled as I stared at the glimmering vomit. "Damn it !" my came out gritty as saliva trailed down my face. Sweat chilling the back of my neck as the grass crunched grittily under my small hands, dirt making a new home under my nails.

Gritting my teeth I ignored the burning sensation growing in my eyes intensified, with a sputtering breath I looked up at the tree in front of me. My body shaking as I continued to refuse reality, "no… I… it…." standing up, I leaned on the tree, trying my best to ignore the cold. I can't just not have magic, right? If I was born with it, and have always had it, how could I just suddenly… not have it? Without my permission, the tears boiled over the pot and left my face burning. All I ever do is cry, why? "Weakling" I muttered as I kicked a rock into the river, soft plop letting me know of its new home. Switching my watery gaze to the river I sighed, I wonder how deep it is? Why no go and find out? Maybe I can float to somewhere new, get a fresh start, I like that. Without a care I haphazardly stepped into the river, my leg suddenly being caught by the current pulling me into the water before I could steady myself. Letting out a quick shriek, I scraped around me in a desperate attempt to regain control. Frantically I splashed up, sucking in a giant gulp of water as I lurched to get above the cold water. Kicking my legs up I ripped through the rivers rough surface, desperately taking in the air that my lungs lack. Awkwardly I paddled myself to the edge, gripping onto some thick yellowish green ferns. Groaning I pulled myself uplifting my leg, using it to lurch myself forward, I heaved a heavy breath as I rolled onto the grass. "Well, it looks like I'm fated to be here, huh? Stupid stuff, ain't that right mama?" I sighed as I spread my arms and legs out.

\Lolling my head to the side I sniffled as my body now decided to take to the time to register the burning cold. Now my loud teeth also add to the berating sounds of the surrounding woods, I'm surprised I never run into animals or anything, not like it would be a problem anyways, I'm a pretty good hunter anyways. Well, at least I was. Lifting myself up I stared across the river, a looming feeling washing over me as I stared into the oddly dark, darkness. Slowly standing up I stared into the dense woods, then as if someone had snapped their fingers I turned around and ran in the opposite direction in a desperate attempt to run from whatever's across the river. What the hell was it? I couldn't see it, but I sure as hell could feel it. Zoning out from my thoughts, I tuned into my the sound of my heavy breathing and sound of the blood circulating in my ears; letting me know that, I, am still among the living. I may not have my magic, but I still have my other abilities. Seeing the dim glow from the house I picked up my speed, the adrenaline whirring in my ears.

Coming out, onto the grass I looked around, the area seems much more illuminated by the bright moon. Making my way to the dying flower covered lattice, I jumped on gripping to it for dear life as I crawled up, the lattice's sharp edges digging into the joints of my fingers. If I took my time, then I probably wouldn't have this problem, but for some damn reason I can't help but feel as if something is right on my toes. Refusing to look back I threw my body into the room, landing with a thud as my hand held onto the ledge of the window. "What the hell was that?" poking my head up, I looked outside into the clearing, nothing. Nothing's there, " I'm so stupid…" I mumbled as I wiped my arm across my forehead, sweat, and water keeping my body uncomfortably clammy. Standing up I walked to my bed, a nightgown neatly placed on my made bed. Changing into it, I walked back over to the window. longingly I stared out it, a heavy yawn crawling out of my mouth, deciding that it was simply paranoia I turned around. Crawling into bed I pulled the heavy blanket high over my head. Even though the blanket could've warmed even the coldest persons, I, for some reason couldn't and seemed as though that's the way I slept. Cold and afraid of something I that can't even see.