[color=aba000][b][h3]Andreim[/h3][/b][/color]

[b][color=ed1c24]"Andreim dear, are you OK? You don't seem well. You look like you saw a ghost!"[/color][/b] Katherine had said to him.


[b][color=aba000]"I've saw your face. Close enough."[/color][/b] Andreim replied to her in a calm but somewhat defensive way, he was not going to let her drive over him in Lise's vicinity.


[b][color=ed1c24] "Tsk, tsk tsk, Maybe you should just accept that you aren't the competent apex predator your heat vision makes you think you are. If such an oblivious prey could get the best of you, maybe it's time to- Watch out!"
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[b][color=aba000]"Pay attention!"[/color][/b] Andreim yelled out to Katherine as the feline predator charged towards them, he reacted instinctively and knew that he had to prevent this thing from getting close to him and the others.

Though he couldn't fight it as he would have prefered to do. There was not enough space for him to move as he wanted, Lise was here and he had to make sure it did not get to her. So he couldn't move. At the same time he had to make sure his team was not compromised. Activating his heat vision was a thing he often did out of reflex. Using it he could see where Cyan was, while the foxboy was invisible to the naked eye. The creature could surely scent him and possibly run him over and close to him were Katherine.

Using his right hand to call forth a jet stream of water to fly out and bend midair to try knock the invisible Cyan to the other side of the room, away from the feline beast charging onwards. But not only that but to provide a tool for Katherine to use. She could use her heat powers on his water to create steam if she desired to, to provide cover for her and those near her. On the other hand if the beast would run through the stream he could trap it in ice.

He could not hold the stream forever though and he held his left hand at the ready to stop the feline would it not go into the jet of stream or come straight for him and Lise.



[b][h3]Vittorio[/h3][/b]

Having remained silent for most of the time, he had followed Clara. To make certain she would not botch this one up. He had faith in her abilities, but her way of approach was different from his own. Nontheless she was the de facto leader of the group according to him. For now at least. If this mission would fail he would have to take matters into his own hands.

[b][color=6ecff6]"Let's hope you are right. Clara. I shall play my part then..."[/color][/b] Vittorio nodded in his astral form to the girl as she did her summoning, before he made his way up to the second floor before she did. Having grown arrogant and eager, Vittorio wanted to put his powers finally to use. Having been forced to watch from the sidelines long enough and mastering his powers, bent on using them for vengeance. Justice as he called it.

He floated around one corner to another and made his way quietly along one of the corridors of the second floor. If there were any ghosts in the building, he was not worried the slightest. He were kind of like one himself and the memory of his dear ones in mind he had his own ghosts and nightmares following him. Making him into the real haunted spirit in this place.

While not bearing any ill intent towards any of the St.Laurel students, he needed to subdue them in order to get to Alto. Perhaps he could find Katherine and convince her to join them? Her sister were after all part of the group he was now with. She still had a family and a chance to be happy. He would have to remind her of what was at stake. In the worst case he would have to take her or any of the others as a captive. He was already beyond the point where he could be saved. He did not want to be saved. He wanted to die. To be with those dear to him. But facing them without having been able to avenge them did not appeal to him the slightest.

[b][i][color=6ecff6]"Let me walk in, through this den of sin..." [/color][/i][/b]

His astral form began to hymn and softly sing on a song. [i][b][color=6ecff6]"...you're now at heavens door when I need you more, you were my ones in a lifetime..."[/color][/b][/i] He continued along the corridor, manifestations of his past showing themselves along the way.

Those whom had passed away. His parents. His friends and the love he never got to confess to. The manifestations began to fade away as quickly as they had appeared as he passed them by. Their friendly smiling faces. He stopped before the last one. The memory of Charlotte. How she tilted her head and gave him a smile with her eyes closed, before she faded away. As he reached his hand out to touch her image. 

[i][b][color=6ecff6]"Giving you my soul, letting you control. Take away this part of my lifetime. Memories of you, left me black and blue... I am glad to have known you in my lifetime..."
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