As soon as he's sure that his lord will stay put Rasha sets off like a shot, transforming just long enough to open the door before dropping back on to all fours and racing off through the halls, his nose up for any sign of negativity. Any sign that someone, anyone in the palace is feeling anything more than perhaps a little jealous or something. His tail flares out as he runs, helping him take corners without tripping on his own feet, and he is careful to avoid being seen. [i]'I need to find them, whoever they are'[/i] His mind is filled with the need to discover the evil doers, for there is no doubt this is evil. He hates to think it of his fellow dream denizens, but as he's often had his own morals questioned by many of them, it's easier for him than most to view his fellows in a less than absolute purity of spirit.

Little scents linger here and there, but none seem substantial. Finally he decides to go to the place the guardian vanished and begin sifting out scents there. [i]'I've not always been seen as a good guy, I know my pranks have done my no real services here, but now, in this time, I am actually very glad for them'[/i] He lets out a tiny kitty growl as he leaps from hiding spot to hiding spot in one of the more crowded corridors on his way to his destination. He knows now, without his nature being what it is, he would be completely useless right now. He's just a little dream, not powerful enough to sift through the energies beyond a few meters from him, and even then most dreams aren't all that good at it, the skill not a priority. But, as a prankster, he has the skills, and the practice. He [b]will[/b] make a difference in finding and rescuing My Lord Seishu.

~*~*~*~*~

The doctor's check-up revels no change in the guardian, but given he is in the dream realm normally he would have expected some positive change. However he keeps himself from getting upset by reminding himself that being around Inui is more than enough to slow his lord's healing process, just as being in the dream realm had slowed Seishu's recovery significantly. Letting out a soft sigh he reaches across the red head's body after he finishes his check to just run his fingers through Inui's hair, his eyes soft. He refrains from saying 'poor thing' aloud, not wanting Lord Enasi to feel even worse about wounding the innocent child, but he hopes a touch of the sentiment gets across in his action. Looking at the aforementioned lord he offers a strained smile. “No change, for either of you.” he murmurs, moving back around the bed to settle into his chair, hoping that simply sitting there with them will somehow be helpful, or at least keep Enasi and/or Inui from running off to find the missing guardian.

~*~*~*~*~

“More salt.” he calls out, putting his testing spoon away as he practically floats through the kitchen getting the mid day meal ready with his cadre of cooks working full tilt. Cho's eyes dart about the room, watching everyone like a hawk, but as far as he can tell, everyone there is simply there to cook. He hates to think that anyone would ever hurt anyone else, let alone one of his won little cooks, but he is not so naïve as to believe it's impossible. [i]'We all have to keep our eyes open, even me. . .'[/i] He saddened by the thought but as the feeling catches the attention of a little dream he passes he smiles warmly at it and pets the little one on the head before racing off to check the rolls. [i]'Eyes open, heart hopeful, that's the best I can do. . .'[/i] Taking a calming breath he begins plotting what he's going to bring his Lord, his love, and the rest who got left behind from this venture for however long the search takes.

+~*~*~*~*~+

Looking to the sky Harper curses under his breath as once again the sky lightens heralding yet another day greeting them in their search. Hearing the utterance Rue pauses beside the giant rodent and gives him a sad, sympathetic look. As if sensing what Harper is thinking the fairy murmurs, “That makes what, ten days now?” The general looks at him, nodding slowly and letting out a sigh before turning to greet the plant siblings as they race up to report in. His mind is pulled from the bad thoughts however by new ones as he spots the matching expressions of panic on their faces. Rue takes off once more, rising into a hover at the energy coming off of them but he waits to move anywhere until they at least give their report.

Finn is the first to speak up as they skid to a halt before their commander, though he does so softly, obviously distraught. “Ran and Lan are pinned down on the other side of town, Kaila and Jentou say that they need us over there right away to get them out.”

Starla adds with a hiss, “They say they can't even help the fight until get back-up, so Lan and Ran are fighting a mass of nightmare minions alone, and Jentou said at least two of them have already gone back to report to that Gin bastard!”

As soon as her words finish leaving her lips Harper motions for them to move out, it taking all his discipline to not race off and leave the siblings behind in his haste. He understands why they need the full team for this, the need to finish the fight quickly and intact outweighing the possibility that less of them could handle the fight and come out unscathed. His feet kick up dust as he races along, a few bewildered humans stopping to look at the odd occurrence as they are out on their early morning walks or errands, the hum of Rue's wings also making several turn their heads in curiosity. The siblings notice the humans noticing their passing and decide to inform Harper later that something is very wrong. Their affect on the world should not be something a human can notice.

~*~*~*~*~

Gin paces back and forth, the minions before him cowering slightly even while looking quite pleased with themselves. And some of Gin's most loyal followers they feel they are rather safe from the new guardian's wrath, however recent events have made them rather cautious. After the humiliation of Master Seishu basically strolling back in and giving him a tongue lashing like a child who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar, Gin has become rather unpredictable. In the past week alone he's sent some of the palace minions to well known dream gardens on earth, most coming back severely wounded, while still others he's punished himself for no greater offenses than asking a question. However, having delivered this “fantastic” news, they are quite sure he will at least be pleased with them.

The wicked smile that slowly grows on his lips is a good sign to them and they mimic the look, waiting for him to say something, anything encouraging, however, without a word, he leaves them standing there without so much as a glance. They look after him, watching the large side door to the throne room swing wildly on it's hinges with the force of which he'd kicked it open. Te delicate balance inside each of them, the same balance that exists in every nightmare minion, begins tipping inside the young ones, much as it has inside many of Gin's followers, and they can feel the negative inside them threatening to consume them, but in this moment, they can't seem to bring themselves to care, too stunned by his utter disregard for them.