[center][h1][b][u][color=cyan]Cyan[/color][/u] and [u][color=pink]Liselotte[/color][/u][/b][/h1][/center]
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Despite the geography class being over, Cyan was still seated at his desk in the front, going back over the portion of the textbook that had been discussed.  He was [i]pretty[/i] sure he understood everything, but it was always a good idea to check.  Besides, the classroom was always a tad difficult to maneuver through immediately after the bell rang as everyone tried to leave, and he didn't have anywhere particular he needed to go.  

Unbeknownst to Cyan, Lise was stalking through the classroom, as stealthily as she could. Before her, today's quarry was sitting, completely defenseless. The after-school hours were perfect for fox hunting, and anyone as regal as Liselotte Castellan de Valois-Saint-Remy wouldn't call a day complete without doing something regal.

Which is why it was unfortunate that a corner of her skirt managed to catch on a chair and knock it over completely, causing a loud crash several desks behind Cyan.  He glanced around in reaction to the sound, he hadn't realized anyone else was still here.  [i]And[/i] of course it was Liselotte.  He tried to make no change in expression as to not give her the satisfaction of a successful tease, but his tail instinctually curled up under his chair.

[color=cyan]"Um, class is over.  Did you forget something?"[/color] he asked, pretending he wasn't pretty much exactly sure what she was doing here.  As he watched her, he closed the textbook and began putting it into his backpack.

Lise folded her arms, smiling to try and cover up her true intentions. [color=pink]"It's not important, what I'm here for. You can just go back to reading.[/color]" Her eyes wandered to the tail that was currently cowering under the chair.  It immediately changed position, as if attempting to dodge her gaze.  It was at that point that the deep tone of the geography teacher's voice came in over the loud speaker.
[i][color=turquoise]'One would never have guessed he was such a small person if they just heard his voice,'[/color][/i] Cyan thought.

[color=yellow][b][i]"WOULD MS. VALOIS-SAINT-REMY AND MR. BRIDGET PLEASE REPORT TO MY OFFICE."[/i][/b][/color]

Lise scoffed at the speaker. "[color=pink]Does this man not know how to address me? It's not "Miss," It's Lady Valois-Saint-Remy![/color]" Grabbing her bag, she began storming out of the classroom before turning to Cyan. "[color=pink]Come on, we've got to teach him some etiquette![/color]"

Cyan grabbed his pack and followed her, though he wasn't exactly worried about teaching any etiquette.  He was more paranoid about what reason Mr. Greyfelt had for requesting them.  He couldn't think of any specific action he had taken that would've gotten him in trouble.  Probably.  Perhaps it was about the tournament in a month?  Unlikely, that wasn't exactly in the geography side of things.  As he walked, his tail flicked back and forth irregularly, reflecting his thoughts.

Upon arriving at the office, Lise did not hesitate to throw the door open. "[color=pink]Now, from what I understand, someone is not aware of how to address a lady in this room?![/color]" She folded her arms once again, looking indignant.  The small man payed her outburst little mind, but did turn in his chair to face her as she came in.

[color=tan]"Ganze told me to hand you two these messages,"[/color] he said mildly, handing a piece of paper out towards Lise.  He didn't seem too phased by the young girls declaration.  He then handed a second towards Cyan as he entered behind her.  Cyan was watching Lise warily as he took the piece of paper, a bit distracted and as such missed who the message was from.

Lise narrowed her eyes, weighing the choices - ignoring the messages would most likely involve Alto, and she didn't like dealing with him. As much as she would have enjoyed to leave until the man showed her due respect, she would have to accept. "[color=pink]Don't think you're off the hook yet.[/color]" She grumbled, snatching the paper.

They read the letters detailing the situtation with the eight missing students and the lead pointing to a haunted apartment building.  Cyan's heart lept when he realized that it was from Alto, the student council president.  He was famous, always doing spectacularly in the tournaments, and apparently he was giving Cyan a mission.  This, however, confused him somewhat.  Why him?  There were probably others better at such an objective.  Oh well, if Alto was putting his trust in him, then Cyan wouldn't let him down.  This was exactly the sort of stuff he was hoping he'd be able to do when coming to Saint Laurel's.  He turned his head towards Lise.

[color=cyan]"Did you get the same letter I did?"[/color] he asked, forgetting that even if she did, it's not like she'd know that.

"[color=pink]Well, mine has my name on it, so I don't think so.[/color]" Lise held out the letter in front of her, quickly skimming it. "[color=pink]Though, it seems I've finally been called to-[/color]" She stopped momentarily, her expression souring. "[color=pink]Clean an apartment? What kind of assignment is this?! This isn't what you assign royalty!![/color]" Lise pouted slightly. "[color=pink]What does yours say?[/color]"

[color=cyan]"It says some students went missing in a haunted apartment building, and I'm supposed to help find them.  And it has the address, though I have to look it up.  I don't really know where this street is,"[/color] Cyan replied, looking down again at the piece of paper.  Saying it out loud made the little adventure sound a bit more dangerous, though.  Cyan of course knew about ghosts, but he hadn't really come across any.  Luckily, it didn't look like they'd actually have to fight the ghosts, just find the students and get out.  He then looked back over at Lise, a bit confused.  [color=cyan]"Does yours actually say to clean an apartment?"[/color]

Lise looked back at her letter. "[color=pink]Well, that's the summation of it...[/color]" She looked over it again, this time slower. "[color=pink]I suppose I misread it slightly. It seems that we both have the same assignment, Cyan.[/color]"

[color=tan]"You can use my computer to find directions if you'd like,"[/color] Mr. Greyfelt mentioned, wheeling his chair to the side of his desk with all the papers he was going through, allowing them access to the desktop computer, [color=tan]"Just don't look where your eyes don't belong."[/color]

Lise faltered at the mention of computers. One of the things the Valois-Saint-Remy manor didn't have was anything that advanced. "[color=pink]Y-Yes, Cyan should do it.[/color]" She nudged him towards the computer.

[color=cyan]"Sure..."[/color] he said, glancing at the girl with uncertainty, not quite understanding her motive.  However, he walked behind the desk and kneeled a little to put himself at the same level as if he were sitting down, and pulled up a GPS website.  [color=cyan]"Mind if I borrow a pen to write this down?"[/color] he asked the teacher, who nodded and pointed towards a cup of pens with his pinky finger.  There wasn't much room on the half of the desk with the computer, so Cyan had to use his leg to scribble the information down on the back of the letter.  It wasn't the [i]neatest[/i] of handwriting, but it would do.  Putting the pen back where he found it, he started heading back to Lise and the door, handing her the paper of directions.
[color=cyan]"I guess we should go together?  It would probably be safer if we work together,"[/color] Cyan offered.  She was a bit of a pain, but it was nice to have at least someone he knew working with him.  His tail, however, pulled away in disagreement.

"[color=pink]Consider yourself lucky, Cyan, to have none other than Liselotte Castellan de Valois-Saint-Remy to accompany you on this mission![/color]" Lise puffed out her chest, striking a pose befitting royalty.

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Lise stepped out of the limousine, taking the hand of a shadow butler. Lise wasn't the most familiar with the city, but she did know that an important part of travelling in a city is to use a limousine at all times. It definitely was better than walking. She turned after setting foot on the concrete, gesturing for Cyan to follow her.

The boy was a bit taken back by the limousine ride.  It made sense that Liselotte hadn't planned on travelling by bicycle like Cyan would've, but limousine's were famously used only by rich people.  He, of course, not part of such class.  Stepping out of the vehicle, he took a deep breath to calm himself of such an experience outside his comfort zone, and looked at where they arrived.  Yeah, no, it was pretty obvious they were where they needed to be.  When a place collects enough ghosts, it just has a certain aura about it the sends chills down spines.  This abandoned building was one of these places.  Also up ahead, he saw some other people assembling at the wall near the front door.  He recognized Samoth and his friend Cassius right away, and then there was also Katherine and Andreim.  Four in total so far.  While he wasn't too familiar with either Katherine or Andreim, or their abilities, Cyan knew this would probably be a piece of cake with Samoth and Cassius here.

He waved at the bunch, jogging ahead of Liselotte to meet them.  [color=cyan]"Hey!  Did you guys get letters from Alto as well?"[/color] he called cheerily.

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