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Amaterasu wandered through the halls of her factional home. Nothing was on her mind aside from faint emotions and tasks, and even then she couldn't understand if her faint emotions were real or just one emotion to varying degrees. Was happiness really just a low level of melancholy? Was anger just a negative value of excitement? Amaterasu was unsure. 

What she was sure of, however, was the definite affairs of an Ascendant in her superior's business. Saef Harken, the accomplished thaumaturge of Heaven's ranks, was currently attempting to engage with Ciel the Stargazer. Why this was, Amaterasu was uncertain, but it "troubled" her regardless. What this might spell out for Heaven is risky and dangerous at worse, and slightly harmful at best. The wrath that the people of Heaven might face as a result was what truly caused Amaterasu unease. After weighing her options, she followed behind Saef, at a fair distance but still decently close. 

She walked behind him through the moonlit lily path, feeling nothing about them but some degree of something. Tolerance? Uncaring? Whatever it was, it was minor at best. The stone pathway was approached as Amaterasu felt the powerful presence of something, but it was vague. Likely the power coming off of Ciel, if Amaterasu had to guess.

As Saef knocked on the door to Ciel's observatory, Amaterasu sat down in the air, floating above the ground, as she meditated to herself, preparing for whatever would come next. The feeling of something in her heart told her she should be ready, but she still couldn't name what it was.

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Apia simply sighed at the sound of Insania losing his shit about her "death". Did she really die? She felt more alive than she had ever felt before, but then again... maybe she was dead. Vampires were undead... oh. She was... was she? This... this would need to be thought about later.

Before long, an annoyed Victoire appeared in the area where the congregation of Demons was socializing, and better yet, so was- [i][color=yellow]Oh my god he's actually wearing it.[/color][/i] Apia stared at Ghelgath before she realized she was in the way of Victoire. After she realized, she hovered over towards Ghelgath with a softer smile, finally landing as she stood beside him.

[color=yellow]"You're... actually wearing it..."[/color] Apia couldn't believe it. The scarf looked so good on him! The baby blue color matched his hair and everything! It was [i]perfect[/i]. It made her wings flutter with excitement beyond any reasonable measure. The last time she felt this happy was when she finished her bedroom in the Honey Rod Dimension. It was amazing. Absolutely [i]amazing.[/i]