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Valente's crying had covered up Vencentio's conversation with his children, so he heard none of it. Instead, he remained splayed out on the floor, crying to himself about the lost basketball. The LAST thing he wanted was that spirit to find the charmed sports ball and regain her magic, just to come back and haunt him all over again. Just as a fresh wave of tears welled up, he suddenly came to a realization! While he couldn't find the basketball any time soon, he could find the human that he spirit was tied to and make sure he didn't cause any trouble, like [i]find[/i] the damn thing. " Yes..yes that's it," He sobbed, trying to get back on his feet, but was having a hard time doing so, " The humans! The HUMANS!" He cried out as he began to stagger out of the hallway and towards the stairs. Fortunately enough for him, the brothers were still fighting each other and didn't witness his current state of desperation. Because he normally isn't this uncool! Promise.

[b]PROTETTORE[/b]
It was strange being in the human cells with no intention to feed. Even though he was born as a vampire and has controlled his bloodlust most of his life, he still found himself having to hold back from attacking one of them. So as he walked through the cellar, he stayed as far away from the cells as he could and held his breath. It was never a good thing for a vampire to be in a room full of humans, especailly in a blocked off space as a cellar. But he needed to find out what happened to Vencentio, and the human that had came in with him had all the answers. Before he reached the last cell, which was previous empty until a few minutes ago, his cell phone jingled.

From -> Trixxtal
Subject -> ??????

- RINBO *3+&T '!^8+ ?? heLP PLZ....!!!!!! -

Years of receiving messages exactly like this one had made Protettore into an expert at reading his poor technologically challenged uncle's messages. Apparently Jecht's hair color had suddenly turned into an assortment of colors, resembling a rainbow, and Trixxtal thinks that Valente was the one behind it. Letting out a dramatic sigh, Tori pocketed his phone and continued towards the cell. The hatred between Jecht and Valente had been going on for years, ever since Tori first found the wizard hiding out in a bar. Luckily, Jecht's unrelenting hatred toward wizards didn't pass along to him, but out of all the species, wizards were one of his least favorites. Anyway, the feud between them had been going on for years, Jecht shit talking Valente any time the chance arises and Valente returns by pulling small pranks. Nothing too big, or else Jecht would literally find a way to kill him, no matter how important the mage was to Tori, but enough to get on his nerves. But Tori could deal with that mess later. Right now, he had things to do. Opening up the cellar door, Tori found the human male that had lead Vencentio through the rain to his fortress, sitting alone in the room. Getting straight to the point, he crossed his arms and glared at him intimidatingly " What happened back there? Tell me [i]everything[/i]."
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