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Cassandra opened her eyes to the world. Having rushed home from school, after another day of answering questions and doing her best, she had at once darted to her room, the smallest somewhat darkest room in the house, upstairs directly under the attic, she hadn't even looked through the house to see if her parents were home. The last time they had been home before she was had been on her thirteenth birthday, a little over a year ago now. 

She didn't even greet any of her brothers or sisters. They were doing exactly what she was. She smiled to herself as she looked around, excited as she always was. She ran a hand through her hair, pulling it back from her face. This, this place felt more like home then home did. She wondered if that was horrible of her to think so, but then she put it out of her mind.

She drew in a deep breath and started to walk again, pondering what to do today. She should, she knew focus on leaving, but it was hard to do that when you were more of a support role. Perhaps instead she should focus on getting team mates she could trust. She pondered that a moment, not looking where she was going. While she did have some weapons, they were quite basic and meant as a last resort if someone got close enough to harm her. Her spells had so far protected her.

She had returned to the guild, and now she looked about. She frowned, wondering if she should head off somewhere, just as someone came speeding out the garage. She let out a cry, and glanced about, wondering who it had been. She stared, wondering if she had missed something. Was something important happening? She shook her head, figuring she'd find out eventually