TheThread called KH Werewolves...2?4?

Ashir was too busy wondering who the ghost was to notice Sora freaking out about Asuki. "Maybe..." he sniffed the air, wondering if there was anything that lingered. Nothing. He would hae to ask Asuki, but turned to Xidanne and Xirane with curiousity. "Does this place have thermal sensing security cameras?"

 

"Duh." "Xikari never looks at them though. Thank god. If she saw that you were here she would be having a fit..."Xidanne added. Sora looked at Asuki, curious. "Ashir, who is this?"he whispered.

 

"Oh!" Ashir turned to Sora and Asuki. "Um..." He wanted to know if he should tell the truth or lie.

 

"Wow...."Asuki was examining Sora now that he wasn't a monster kitty. "Um, excuse me? Little girl..."Sora was alittle confused.

 

Ashir walked up to Asuki, dragging her to a corner, and stared firmly at her. "Do I tell him? Cierto or falso? C'mon, I need to know!" he hissed, urgent.

 

"I think he should know. He's my papa after all."Asuki smiled. Sora titled his head.

 

Ashir huffed, nodding. "Alright." He turned to Sora and pointed to Asuki. "Your daughter seven years in the future, Asuki. By that time, you're living on the islands, one big happy family." The family part he slightly grimaced it as he went back to Xidanne and Xirane, asking about how to access the thermal footage of this room.

 

Sora was alittle stunned, looking at Asuki. Xirane and Xidanne were already working on getting the thermal footage. Finnaly Sora got out of his shock. "Asuki?! Oh look at you! You look just like your daddy, you know that?!"He hugged Asuki tight. "I have your eyes, Papa...and Daddy said I had your face too!"Asuki purred at the hug.

 

Ashir was too busy looking at the footage, pausing when the cold dropped in. "There." He pointed to a swirling frigid silhouette of a winged and robed young woman.

 

"whoa...."Asuki and Sora both looked at the screen, Sora was alittle creeped out.

 

"So... Any guesses? The only women I know that would contact me is Rachel because of my dad-" Ashir shivered at some memories. "- And there's CR whom we haven't heard a peep of... Then there's mom, Aunt Blooms is still alive so it cant' be her. Other then that, I don't know any women that look remotely similar to that." he shrugged, unsure. "Did she say anything at least?"

 

"She said for us to take care of you and make sure you stay sand and don't turn into your father."Sora said. Asuki nodded.

 

"Safe and sane?... Rachel doesn't know about it, for all I know she could be playing the violin in her grave! So it's either CR or Mom. But CR usually stays in her form with the top hat so..." He slightly gasped a bit. "Mom!?"

 

"It sure smelled like Mage-chan. If I met them before I can always remember them from their scent."Asuki smiled. "Thats my girl..."Sora pat Asuki on the head. "wait...if it was Mage then why didn't she just show herself?"he asked.

 

"I don't know..." Ashir looked to the image again, then to Sora. "Did she say anything else, anything at all!? This is crucial! It doesn't matter how small it seems just tell me!" He seemed very desperate.

 

"Keep him sane and safe... don't let him become his father....uh..."Sora paused. "And she's be watching us."Asuki said.

 

ooc: *munches on midnight salad* Oddest snack for me yet
bic: Ashir thought about it. "She's umm... Watching, waiting, watching waiting, yes? no? YES!" So much energy, you'd think he was having a David Tennant moment. Then he gasped in the moody realization. "She's dead. She can't mingle with the living. Strictly against rules. She's not in hell at least, been there, seen it, dragged into it."

 

"wait....dead?" "Um.... wow."Asuki and Sora were both alittle stunned.

 

Ashir facepalmed. "I forgot! She's been dead for a while. When CR showed up, I knew Mom was a goner." he huffed at his little mistake. "I wish I knew how to bring her back..."

 

"I'm sorry about Mage...."Sora said. "well uh...um...um...there's gotta be something we can do! Won't know until we try....right?"Asuki was alittle nervous, but smiled either way.