Ailen rose up from the bed seeing Silvia on the floor getting up. He rose a brow as they went all mumbling about something. He actually slept pretty good last night. No nightmares or interruptions. Well that's going to be missed. He got up tucking his locket within his shirt. One of these days he will have to get a picture of Silvia and put it on the opposite side of the locket. He sighed, well that aint going to happen anytime soon. He caught the new uniform and replaced his shirt and then put on the jacket and hat. Back to this again.... oh well, was good while it lasted. He proceeded out. Taking the elevator to his floor first. He entered his room and over to the food. He picked out a few good edibles he could have in the Mor. Then proceeded out. He felt his orange crystal and took it out and looked at it. Hmmm..... He placed it back in and went to the elevator. The artificial arm felt so natural that he forgot that it was until he saw it. He looked over at it one more time. He smiled, once my shift runs out I am testing you out some more. The elevator took the climb up to the Mor and he stepped out.

     He entered the room and saw a few people look up and smile at him. He nodded to them tapping the brim of his hat with his new and improved hand that was poking out of the sleeve. It was something never seen yet. Silvia's own little recipe. He moved up to his desk and placed his pale down. "I can take over from here Craig,.... I guess you were right. I just needed a night to get myself back into action. What a night too..." He said. He flashed back to the kissing and sighed. Better nights huh?... looking forward to it Angel. He sat down in his chair. He took off his jacket revealing the new undershirt and the rest of Silvia's master piece. A lot of people gasped and some of the young bloods probably thought he looked pretty bad ass. He felt pretty bad ass too. He then looked to the twins. "Morning ladies,..." He said grabbing a apple from his pale and tossed one over to them. He did not want to show he was on to them or anything. He wasn't really actually. He did not have a single thread or lead that they were bad. Just a gut feeling. It was a shame too. 

    He had a question pop up in his head though as he thought of them." You know Gemini, Gemine,... I have been wondering. Why are you two still back ups?... you two are more then skilled enough to run your own tower." He asked. The question was genuine. He was actually curious. These two were far more skilled then Tristan, yet they were the backups. GTC sure have things mixed around.... "I am certain if you two really wanted to you could probably convince GTC to give you your own tower."