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[implantsgrace]

Ah... [Grace is, once again, in a hotel of some kind. She sits, quite comfortably, as what looks like a large fox paces in front of her. He pauses every few seconds, sniffing the air, flicking his tail.]

How am I going to hide this brute, I wonder? [The daemon pauses, gives a harsh barking laugh and then continues to pace. Grace shoots him a look

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[sternefacade]

[And because Brera comes when called, he arrives at her hotel, daemon perched on his shoulder.

He knocks on the door.]

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[implantsgrace]

[She stands quickly, she knows exactly who it is. Her daemon follows as she opens the door, mouth open in a panting sort of smile that looked more akin to a growl.]

Brera-kun. Please, come in. Lugaid is...very eager, forgive him. [The daemon ignores her, and focuses on the falcon on Brera's shoulder.]

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[sternefacade]

[Brera simply nods and enters, both he and the falcon eying the wolf briefly. The falcon ruffles her feathers and snaps her beak slightly, but both remain otherwise silent.]

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[implantsgrace]

[She moves aside, Lugaid mimicking her movements. He continues watching Brera's daemon, waiting. She gestures to a chair,telling him to sit.]

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[notasinglelady]

[You can see Kurt in his room, a white lion next to him]

It's your daemon, you forgot?

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[implantsgrace]

[Grace looks down at the daemon at her feet again. It looks up at the camera and gives another harsh bark-laugh.]

Enough, Lugaid. Yes, yes I believe I did.

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[notasinglelady]

[Kurt's daemon, Maahes flick his ears, but doesn't look worried in the least.]

Strange.

Don't allow anybody to touch it [The lion's voice is deeper than Kurt's.]Unless it's another daemon or an animal.

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[implantsgrace]

I wouldn't let another human touch me.

[When Lugaid speaks, it's in a light tone. Not extremely masculine but it seems, very restrained. A gentleman's voice. He shows his teeth, briefly, but then lays his head back on his paws.]

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[sandinmyboots]

Hey, Kefka!

[Kefka, sitting on a bed with vibrant covers, cocks his head to answer a feminine voice from nowhere.]

What's that, Miriam?

I think this means I'm not real!

Don't be silly, my dear! We've always been together! I'm sure Grace just forgot temporarily because of a virus. [And he turns to the camera.] What do you think, Grace?

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[implantsgrace]

It may be. [The fox-wolf raises his head, looks at Grace and then back into the camera.]

You're speaking sense. Finally. [He lays his head back down.] Stubborn woman...

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[sandinmyboots]

This one listens. It's quite lovely. He knows that he can trust himself, if not anyone else.

[Kefka cocks his head again; clever eyes may notice the green beetle hanging on his earlobe.]

I've always had Miriam, and I remember everyone else having daemons, but no one seems to remember. This suggests a virus, doesn't it?

It could be either way.

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[implantsgrace]

[The fox-wolf just gives one quick nod, before standing up. He paces the room around Grace in long, quick strides; eyes looking for around for no apparent reason. Grace, herself, is still seated and as calm as always.]

Either way, we will see in a few days. It matters little. [Her daemon pauses, just for a minute to give his signature bark-laugh before continuing his pacing.]