Chapter 13: Chapter 12

Cass had just flopped face down on the bed unceremoniously, seeming to pass out of exhaustion the moment she hit the mattress. It produced a bounce - Noriko idly kicked her leg, pressing her foot down against Julia's face and making her let out a happy little moan in her sleep. Erza slept like a rock, so she just lay there, drooling a bit as her body was haphazardly arrayed on the bed.

I went over to Cass, flipping her over onto her back and settling her head on the pillow before properly tucking her in. I even kissed the top of her head - then I returned to my reading.

Going to the Dungeon wasn't something I was interested in doing alone. I knew enough about this world and the Dungeon to know it was an idiotic idea likely to get you killed sooner or later. Probably sooner. There were no computers, no video games, so I had to content myself with the Twilight Manor's library for reading fun. There were some histories there, and some of them were even good - admittedly, it was hard to tell what was total embellishment and what was true, since there actually were giant scorpions and goblins and all other kinds of critters on this planet. If a book said that the Kaios desert had a people who cut off the heads of animals and mounted them on the shoulders of their dead, raising them as holy warriors... maybe it was true, or maybe it was a supposition by an idiot. Probably the latter, since I had yet to find any evidence of actual undead.

Still, the books were interesting to read, perhaps more so because of the fantastical elements that mixed in with people and history and everything else. There weren't much in the way of dissident histories, despite the fact that my critical, democratically-minded eye suggested that the gods were generally stupid, vain, impatient, and all in all, horrible. Sure, the Loki familia was nice enough - but there was also the Freya familia, Evilus, and plenty of other gods who seemed to solely focus on doing some stupid shit while they were on this planet. Yet, these were simply treated as amusing anecdotes, rather than life-destroying exercises of arbitrary power. I'd have called it Stockholm Syndrome, except it was multigenerational. Just people getting used to the way the world is and forgetting it could ever be any other way, I figure.

Eventually, the girls started to wake up, and I put down my book as Noriko yawned, stretching, one hand slapping against Erza's cheek absently. The more powerful girl just tilted her head to one side and kept drooling in her sleep. Noriko's legs kicking at Julia's face finally woke her up, but I had a duty to Noriko: give her lovey-dovey marital sex in the morning.

Of course, Noriko had a more expansive idea of what was lovey-dovey marital sex, so I was soon lying on the bed while she sucked me off, coming five times as she did with a happy flush to her cheeks. Occasionally she'd pop off to berate Julia somehow, or Julia would just start berating herself. It was fun.

It wound up absorbing much of the morning - we couldn't go to the Dungeon without Cass, since Erza was now leveling separately and we didn't have another front line fighter. Cass was tuckered out enough from her late night to ignore all the squeaking of the mattress, all the casual insults by Noriko towards Julia, and all the worship that Julia lavished on both me and Noriko. It actually took long enough that I had to take my second nap - which was scheduled for ten - before we left the bedroom the first time.

Cass woke up when the three of us returned after eating lunch around noon. She was still obviously tired, but I sat down on the bed next to her, idly running my fingers through her hair. "Your hair's getting messy," I said. We'd been here for something like two months at that point, and she clearly viewed hair care as 'wash it in water and cut it when it gets long.' In fairness, that was also my methodology, but unlike me, she didn't shave her head to the base. "Bitch, can you help her with it?"

"Yes, goshujinsama. Should I now?" She asked. I was pretty sure she put a lot of effort into her hair - given how kinky her mother's hair was, I was pretty sure Julia was straightening hers to manage her hime cut.

"No, later," I said. One nice thing about spending the whole morning fucking Noriko and Julia: Noriko was actually completely sexually satisfied, and thus perfectly happy to quietly read instead of trying to make herself the center of attention. "Cass. What were you doing out late?" I asked.

"Oh... sorry..." she said, quietly. "I was... fighting crime..."

I resisted the urge to snort at the description. Her laconic, deliberate way of speaking made that comic cliche feel particularly out of place. "Ah. Isn't that, uh, dangerous?" I glanced over at Julia, who shrugged.

"She was in Daedalus Street, and there aren't any canon criminal familias like you're thinking, goshujinsama. It wouldn't really make much sense. The Soma familia was full of drug addicts who'd do dangerous things for their next hit, but nobody who wants money and has a falna would go around Daedalus Street robbing people. For the higher level familias, like Loki, it would earn more money to go in the Dungeon and collect magic stones - well, you still wouldn't go to the poorest neighborhood to rob people."

"What if they were a rapist, or a serial killer?" I pointed out, making Julia blink a couple times.

"Oh. I guess they might go there. And technically, the Ikelos familia uses that place, but that's just transporting stuff, not committing crimes. Well, they are committing crimes, but not street crime." Her expression soured at that. "They're really awful, goshujinsama, but I can't actually sneak around high level adventurers." She let out a sigh. "Their captain is a Level 5. Don't fight him, Cass," she added.

Cass just quietly nodded. I had expected her to refuse or fight on it, but she seemed to agree, at least for the moment.

Julia reached over for her shoulder and squeezed. "Don't worry, Cass. Once we're strong enough, we'll take care of those bad guys together. In fact! Maybe I could help you patrol Daedalus Street right now?"

I cleared my throat. "Cass. You stayed out way too late, and we're not going to be able to do a full day of adventuring," I said, and I gave her a gentle, soothing touch. With her body reading talent, she knew I wasn't really upset. (It was the perfect excuse to not do work, and I loved actually good excuses to not do work, to the point I often substituted them for bad excuses to not do work.) "I think it would help if you learned to sleep like how I do."

She blinked in surprise. "You can... teach that?"

I guess she figured it was just a special talent I had. "Yeah. It's called Everyman-3. It's much easier than you'd think, to pick up. Getting it down to the minimum is harder, but, even a significant reduction in the amount of time you need to sleep will help, and we already need to take intermittent breaks for my naps." Cass nodded, listening.

"Ah! Goshujinsama, if you taught me that, you could fuck me more too!"

Noriko put down her book and twisted her head around to face me, seeming to seriously consider the possibility purely due to that note by Julia. Hentalian girls had really high sex drives once they found a man, so despite her subdued affect, she was the horniest of all three of my wives. "If it would result in more sex, I would also like to learn this technique."

"I mean, I can try," I told her. "You're technically an alien, though, so I'm not sure if it would actually work."

"I see." Noriko hummed quietly in thought.

"Ah, goshujinsama, won't that add even more downtime to our Dungeon crawling? It isn't like we can all take a nap at the same time."

"How many hours have we lost because Cass didn't get up before noon?" I pointed out. "It'll be forty extra minutes of napping each. Two hours total. If Cass wants to keep going out to fight crime-" a glance her way saw her nod quickly "-then we should try to compensate for it, so we can keep gaining levels quickly. I don't like being weak."

"I hate it too, goshujinsama. So many bad people I can't just kill." She stuck her tongue out in disgust.

* * *

Julia and Cass both fairly easily managed to adapt to the Everyman-3; Noriko struggled for a couple days, then decided to just give up and return to long sleeps. "You two should have sex with him while I am asleep, since I cannot do it. Then I will have more time to have sex with him, since he will not be having sex with you while I am awake." I don't know if it was actually because she wasn't human, or because she was competing with an Exalt (Julia) and a girl with a comical degree of self-discipline (Cass). Maybe she just wasn't well-wired for it in the first place; I hadn't managed to get my sleep total down to the four hours I was now managing back before my transfer to this world.

* * *

Cass lurked on the edge of one of the rooftops, staring down over the maze that was Day-da-lus Street. Nearby sat the nameless girl, wearing a wooden carved skull mask, a hood, and gloves, covering up her whole body and disguising her race. Her body language was strange, considering her position: she sat with a rifle in her lap on the lip of the building, but she had a casual boredom. She didn't look like somebody contemplating killing, but just someone bored and hoping for a bit of excitement... though killers sometimes did have that look to them. She didn't think that the nameless girl was that type of person...

"Don't... kill anyone..." Cass said quietly.

"Ehhh? I don't make you kill people, Cass. Can't you just accept our differences?"

Cass frowned at that. She was wearing a mask, though, so the nameless girl didn't notice. "No."

The nameless girl sighed, hefting up the gun in her hands, absently glancing down its length. "Rapist," she said, closing one eye and aiming down the sight. Cass tumbled forward, grabbing the barrel of the gun and twisting it down with her as she fell to the ground. She'd spotted the person that the nameless girl was speaking about, and was now rushing towards him, the rifle she'd stolen fading into mist in her hand. She glanced back over her shoulder at the nameless girl, but she wasn't following her.

The rapist in question was armed with a knife, but not a falna. He also wasn't particularly smart or clever, having just taken a woman into an alley at knife point. At a guess, he'd lured her in, making her think he just planned to rob her, and then stripped her naked and gotten started on the rape. Just the sight made her want to retch. The horror, pain, hate, anger, powerlessness, sorrow - all of them came off the woman in question.

He seemed to be moving in slow motion, as Cass approached; by the time he was aware of her, Cass had wrapped one hand around his wrist, squeezed hard enough to force him to drop the knife in pain, and then twisted him away from the woman, slamming him against the far wall. The woman tried to gather up the tattered remains of her clothes, just to cover her; Cass forced the man's face into the ground, denying him a view of the woman he'd been violating.

"Th-thank you," the woman said, suddenly remembering herself, now that she was no longer naked. "You- thank you," she said, starting to tear up. "This, this-" her emotions were complex, a mess of loathing and aggression and a desire to simply forget that this had ever happened, to go home and sleep.

"I'm going to... take him... to the Ganesha... familia..." Cass said slowly, and the woman nodded. "If you come... with... they like it when... I bring witnesses..." She knew that some of the people she had captured had been released again...

The nameless girl seemed to materialize then, looking down at the man in question, clearly considering killing him as she idly toyed with a sword. She clearly barely knew the first thing about how to use it, but she was the only person in all of Orario who used guns, and this was supposed to be a secret. Criminals were more afraid of you, the more mystery you cultivated around yourself; she'd learned that much from Barbara and Batman. "I don't see why I shouldn't kill him," the nameless girl said, glancing up at Cass. "He's a rapist."

"Please-" he started, which was exactly the wrong thing to stay, because the nameless girl snapped up the sword to point directly at his head.

"No pleading for your life. If you wanted to live, you shouldn't have raped that woman. If I kill you, if I don't kill you - begging won't change that."

"Spek-tur," Cass said softly, placing one hand on the gun, gently tilting it downward and away from the man in question. The nameless girl had said that, when she was a vij-ill-aunt-ay back in her home city, she had been known in the papers as the Spectre. "Killing... is bad."

"It's good, actually," the nameless girl replied. She wore a full, with a bright smile, pearly white teeth hidden behind her mask, but the shift of muscles made it clear to Cass that they would have been visible were she not wearing one. "Such a wonderful thing... ah... fine, fine," she said, shaking her head. "Since you don't like it, I won't kill him."

Cass stared quietly at her. "Or anyone else, while I'm taking him to be arrested," she said.

The nameless girl made an exaggerated huff. "You're lucky you're his favorite." Cass felt her cheeks heat up at that, but she knew it was true - though she suspected the nameless girl still would have done what she said if she wasn't. She grabbed the man on the ground's arms, quickly binding them together behind his back, and hefted him up to his feet.

When she returned to Day-da-lus Street, the nameless girl hadn't killed anybody else. "Since I have to not kill anyone, you have to make it up to me," she said. "It's soooo boring and terrible if you can't kill people, watch the life fade from their eyes..." Even as the nameless girl licked her lips at the thought, Cass felt a quiet weight of guilt, about the woman she had killed all those years ago... she could still remember what it looked like, the way that a whole entire person was in a moment replaced with... nothing. "I already have an idea for a favor, don't worry. We'll do it when we get back to the Manor!" That was hours away, but Cass quietly nodded.

* * *

Noriko and Erza were already asleep, when Cass and Julia arrived in the bedroom. Cass seemed a bit unbalanced, her body language and expression radiating a subdued nervousness. "Goshujinsama," Julia said, with a big smile. "Cass is going to fuck my onahole throat on your cock!" She seemed really excited about it, even as Cass blushed at the comment.

If there's one obvious difference between the sexes, it's the fact that all it really takes for a man to be physically and mentally ready for sex is a comment like that. I'd been reading one of the history books from the Manor's library with interest - this one was about the foundation of the country of Shalzard in the Kaios Desert, and the author was clearly cross-referencing sources and treating them with an appropriately critical eye (in contrast to the more blatantly mythologized histories that I tended to get tired of after a few pages) - and now I was closing it and turning around, not even minding getting interrupted. "Anything in particular brought this on?" I asked, even as I pulled down my pants.

"She made me not kill anyone," Julia said with a pout as she descended to her knees. "Goshujinsama, I have to do what another woman, who you love more than me, says..."

I normally tried to avoid saying which girls were my favorite of the four; I loved them all quite a lot, so it was just crass. But it was Julia bringing it up, so it was only appropriate to 'yes, and' her. "You have to do that every time that Noriko demands you eat her out," I countered, slapping her cheek with my cock for emphasis.

She panted softly. "You really love Noriko more than me, goshujinsama?"

"Yes," I said, without any hesitation whatsoever. Cass's cheeks were red by this point, as she watched the scene unfolding before her. Seeing Julia in front of me like that, it was obvious that those kinds of declarations were getting her hot. "I do love you too, of course," I said, fingers softly running through her long, dark locks, and she smiled as I gripped the back of her head and pushed my cock up against her lips - only to keep them closed and make my dick smear across her lips.

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It was the first time in our entire relationship that Julia had done anything to deny me sexually. I blinked a few times in confusion, at that. "Goshujinsama, I said that Cass was going to fuck my onahole throat on your cock," she said, "not that you were going to do it." There was a chiding note to her voice, almost as if she was lecturing a moron - I decided not to get offended by it, since that was in fact what she'd said. (Also, as she had a tendency to talk like that given the slightest excuse.)

"Cass?" I prompted, and Cass quickly stepped forward. "Just... put yourself wherever you think is best."

Cass studied the scene for a couple seconds, as I quietly pet Julia. Then she got behind Julia, placing both hands on the back of her head, and kneeling down behind her. Julia already had her legs spread, one hand worming its way into her pants, so it was a pretty easy spot to slip into. It let Cass see both Julia (from behind) and me (from below) at the same time, and I knew she liked seeing other people happy. At that point, Julia dropped her mouth open, and Cass smoothly thrust her down my length.

Julia's expression was rapturous as she swallowed me up, controlled by another girl. Cass seemed to take a moment, holding Julia down in my groin, to consider exactly what to do. Julia's tongue flicked and flashed along the underside of my cock, wetly slapping at it, massaging it, coaxing it, as she was held down. Cass took in a deep breath through her nose, and gave just the subtlest of nods as she resolved on what to do.

As it turned out, that was to hold Julia down in my groin. Even as Julia began to sputter and jerk, she drooled in pleasure, both hands in her groin, now, as she frantically masturbated. Her brilliant blue eyes stared directly up into my own, a lewd look in them, a heat to her whole body as she trembled there, kneeling in front of me, occasionally bucking her hips against her hands as if she was actually fucking me, instead of her own fingers. Cass just stared quietly at Julia, watching her, a heat to her cheeks as she no doubt noticed the lust that was pretty much radiating off of Julia's body.

Then Julia came, hard. Her eyes rolled up, her body twitched frantically, and Cass held her down for another two or three seconds after she started to come, before finally yanking her up and off. Julia desperately sucked in breaths, clearly having been on the edge of asphyxiating from being held down for so long. I was surprised that the normally gentle and kind Cass would do something like that, and it must have shown, because she spoke up. "She... likes it..." she explained, quietly, flushing a bit in embarrassment.

"Likesh whad?" Julia slurred out, still recovering, some saliva dribbling out of her mouth down onto her top.

"Getting choked on my cock," I said.

Julia opened her mouth to respond, but Cass surprised us both by just taking that opportunity to slam Julia back down my cock again, once more choking the other girl on my dick, this time with a bit more energy and strength. Julia's nose mashed into my pelvis, distorting her beautiful features as her lips suckled and wormed around on the base of my dick. Cass looked up at me, her beautiful green eyes checking to make sure that I was enjoying myself, and she smiled softly at whatever she saw.

"Fuck, that's good," I sighed, just leaning back. Cass started to twist Julia's head, tilting her awkwardly forty five degrees one way, then the other. Julia just responded by getting more aroused, her tongue taking full advantage of the position to really slither all over my length, twisting up towards the very top of my cock as it wiggled to one side or the other. All the while, half my dick remained lodged in her tight throat, and she did her best to swallow around it, squeezing and milking my length as she frantically masturbated.

Cass peeled her up and off, making her suck in a surprised gasp of air, eyes spinning for a moment - then she got slammed right back down without any hesitation. Cass seemed to treat Julia's need to breathe as an inconvenience more than anything else, just holding her down for a long minute or two before allowing her a single breath. It was an incredibly sexy contrast, the normally very kind and giving Cass now just roughly mistreating Julia. Admittedly, it was all because Julia was an extreme masochist, but still, it was hot as fuck.

When I felt myself nearing an orgasm, Cass pulled Julia up off my dick, holding her in front of it by the hair, having taken a grip on a clump of it. "Jerk him... off... on your face..." Cass said, blushing a bit as she said as much, but Julia did as ordered, hands leaving her groin to start stroking me, fingers still slimy with her juices as she desperately slid them up and down my length until - what felt like seconds later - I erupted all over her face, coating it with cum. She sighed in satisfaction at that, simply closing her eyes as I painted her dark skin white.

When I was completely spent, she settled down in place, remaining kneeling before me. Cass sat behind her even then, seeming to be watching Julia, trying to decide what to do, glancing up at me - then Julia let her mouth fall open, tongue stretching out like a rolled carpet.

Normally, I didn't like getting my own cum on me, but as Cass dragged Julia's long hair into an impromptu ponytail and thrust her down my length, I didn't really care that some of my semen smeared across my thighs and stomach, from her face. The way it made her look like a total mess made it completely worth it, as did seeing the flush to Cass's cheeks as she worked harder and harder to please us both, jerking me off using Julia's mouth, trying to aim to set the pace for Julia so she could really enjoy getting choked out on my cock, without actually losing consciousness... it was really wonderful. I wound up coming on Julia's face three times, before Cass decided that Julia was satisfied.

"Would you like to... have sex?" Cass asked, nervously looking up at me, still kneeling behind Julia.

"Absolutely," I said, smiling. We promptly made our way to the bed, where Cass proceeded to ride me cowgirl with her genuinely astonishing sexual skills, wringing another four orgasms out of me, and only coming twice, despite my earnest efforts to make sure she came too. Still, as she draped herself on atop me, her naked body pressing against mine, I felt completely satisfied. We wound up falling asleep at that point... and of course, woke up only three hours later, along with Julia (who had let my cum just dry on her face).

Julia decided to rim me while Cass rode me, once we went back to fucking. It was really good, but of course, it meant I came even faster in Cass. Cass certainly didn't seem to mind, though - she never did.

* * *

"That man..." Cass said, quietly, pointing out a fairly slender, tall, dark-haired male at a good distance. The girl without a name looked out at him, squinting into the distance. He was just talking to an old woman; she was a day laborer, by the looks of her. He didn't have a weapon, nor did he seem particularly menacing, as the woman handed over several valis to him. Not a lot - maybe 100 valis, which was ten or twenty dollars, but that was a lot to a person living in Daedalus Street.

"He might be her landlord," the girl without a name said. She didn't want to hurt anyone innocent, and even if Drake may have thought little of landlords in general - she didn't really disagree, having grown up under a slumlord - she wasn't going to kill or beat someone for just that.

Cass just quietly shook her head, leaping from that rooftop to the next, making her way towards the man. The girl without a name let her inner darkness envelop her, swallowing her up into nothingness, rendering her imperceptible. At least, to people who weren't significantly higher level than her - she'd found that even Zanis could detect her presence, if not her location, and she didn't trust her stealth against a Level Four or Five at all.

The man in question was repeating the shakedown process on more people, after the old woman had retreated back into the building, going from building to building, loudly knocking to collect money. He finally arrived at a food stand - it was a cheap little thing, not even having an oven, just relatively fresh breads. The man wasn't quite thin, but he also was hardly hefty, either, having the build of somebody who could afford neither a slender figure nor a fat one, with a ruddy complexion born of a daily tan, and a mop of blonde hair. He might even have been cute, though the girl without a name would only have sex with oher men with Drake's explicit permission.

The dark-haired man who seemed to be collecting from everyone simply took some bread, chomping down on it - the stall's keeper spoke up, then. "That's five valis, Mr. Arcin."

'Mr. Arcin' responded by promptly backhanding the stall itself, sending the whole array tumbling through the air, the breads sliding across the ground, getting dirtied or crushed. It did two things: first, showed that he had a falna, given his strength; and second, showed that he was a violent asshole who deserved to get beat up by Cass. Maybe he wasn't quite at the killing level, tempting as it might have been to ventilate his skull.

Cass leapt down from a nearby building ledge, landing silently behind the man in question and wrapping his neck in a carotid restraint. He struggled, then twisted forward, pulling her up off the ground - she responded by wrapping her legs around the man's waist, shifting her weight, sending him still further forward than he anticipated, winding up smacking headfirst into a wall. He promptly lost consciousness, though not from the collision itself, but instead simply the lack of blood flow to his brain. Cass managed to neatly guide his body down, her superhuman strength and agility making it easy.

It was then that the girl without a name emerged from nowhere. Cass wasn't so good at interrogations. "Who was that man?"

"That-" the stall vendor sputtered for a moment. "You don't know who that is? That's - who are you?"

"Please, just answer my questions, sir," the girl without a name said. She reflexively smiled, trying to put on a pretty face, but realized a moment later that she was wearing a full-face mask and felt very stupid.

"That's Garrick Kern," he said. "Of the Nyx familia." She'd never heard of that familia, either here or when she'd read Danmachi back in the day. She guessed Orario had to have more low level familias that just didn't matter to Bell because he wasn't simping for any female members of them. She was still surprised to find them operating out of Daedalus Street. The people here really were poor - that man had been collecting money that was never more than five hundred valis, and generally much, much less.

"I don't know who that is at all," the girl without a name helpfully responded. "Could you please explain it to this stupid bitch, sir?" She clonked the side of her head for emphasis, enjoying the confused reaction she got.

The man seemed more threatened by the comment than anything else, though, so he answered quickly. "The Nyx familia have been running protection in Daedalus Street for years now. Ever since Evilus was broken up, pretty much." The implication was obvious, and intended: he thought that the Nyx familia were (formerly) affiliated with Evilus. The absurdly named group had run a reign of terror over Orario, until getting mostly wiped out seven years ago, and the remnants finished off by Ryu five years ago. Whoever was left, were those who had scurried away from that sinking ship, like Enyo.

"Oh, I see," the girl without a name said. She turned her attention to Garrick, who was currently pinned by Cass, his arms being held behind his back. He chose then to wake up from the carotid restraint, jerking into consciousness.

"Do you know who I am?!" He demanded.

"Nope!" The girl without a name lied, popping the word. "But let me guess - you're a member of a shitty, no-name familia, and you're going to threaten to get all your friends to come beat me up and rape me, right?" There was a strange noise that escaped his throat as he failed to quite improvise an appropriate response. In fairness, only Drake ever really seemed to know how to respond when she said those things. "I have a falna too. The only reason I'm not killing you is because Batgirl doesn't want me to," she said, gesturing at Cass.

"You- you won't get away with this."

The girl without a name made talking movements with her hands, enjoying the increasingly furious expression that Garrick wore, as she humiliated him. She decided to add injury to insult and planted one foot on his cheek. "That's my boot. Better get used to its taste, because your whole familia will be eating it in short order."

"Spek-tur," Cass said, a bit chidingly.

The girl without a name sighed and pulled her foot off his face. "People with falna go to the Guild when they're arrested, not to the Ganesha familia. I should take him in." Cass, lovely as she was, had a quite distinctive speaking style. "You can keep running around beating people up, if you want," she continued. Cass hesitated, then nodded. The girl without a name grabbed Garrick under the shoulder and hefted him up into the air easily, twisting his arms around behind him in a tight hold, like what Cass had taught her.

On her way to the Guild, she wound up in a low foot traffic area of Daedalus Street; pretty much the moment they were there, Garrick tried to escape from her, wrenching his arm out of position in her grasp, bringing a powerful fist around to strike her in the face. She stepped back quickly, as his swing collided with empty air, and he wore a furious snarl. "Maybe I will do what you suggested," he said, with a glare of hate in his eyes.

"Ah... such a romantic... you even waited for us to be alone," she said, with a smile as he rushed forward for her. She melted into nothingness and easily sidestepped him, leaving him glaring around for any sign of where she'd gone. "Batgirl doesn't want me to kill people, but, it's clear that I can't physically overpower and restrain you," she said, her voice quietly carrying on the air, coming from nowhere. Garrick lunged towards her rough position, arms outstretched, and she summoned forth an anti-materiel rifle, pointing it at his head and pulling the trigger.

The roar and light drove away the obscuring magic that had enveloped her. "Oh well," she said, looking down at his corpse. She summoned forth a flamethrower and disposed of the body immediately. Cass wanted them to keep their identities a secret, since the mystery would help increase the fear, and the girl without a name had a similar attitude. She was sure that Cass would be upset when she found out, but she really wasn't good at restraining people. Maybe they should buy some high quality handcuffs? She remembered Bell getting chained up by Phryne. Were they adamantine? Anyway, they'd work on people with a falna. She wasn't like Cass, there wasn't such a thing as a nonlethal gun, especially when you were dealing with people with falna.

She idly picked up a charred fingerbone as a souvenir, rolling it between her fingers for a few seconds before deciding to tuck it into her pocket.

* * *

"Eris, Gary isn't back," Nyx whined to her familia captain. Where was that guy? She tried to check up on her familia members as often as possible. She yawned, feeling so tired even though she had just gotten up. The umbrella helped shield her from the sun, which was just awful on her sensitive skin. Gary was supposed to be back from his day's work with his day's wages, which he was supposed to give to her (mostly, sometimes her children would cheat and steal a little off the top, but she was a forgiving goddess). How was she supposed to get paid if her children just scurried off?

"Yes," Eris agreed. She didn't say anything more than that. The pallum girl had vivid red hair that reached past her waist, but despite her petite size, her fierce red eyes suggested that she was a Level Two.

Nyx let out a sigh. "Erisss, that means I want to know what happened," she said.

"I don't know." Truth.

"Well, are you going to find out?"

Eris shrugged. "I can't know what information I'll discover in advance."

"Uuuugh. You don't think he betrayed me, do you?" She asked, pouting. It had been quite the shocker when Alecto had turned out to be a member of the Evilus familia.

"I don't believe he betrayed the familia, my goddess. I will do my best to take care of this matter. You can go back to sleep."

"Ah... you're a good girl, Eris," she said, patting her captain on the head. The pallum mutely accepted the praise. She never said that Nyx was right, when she said things like that. Nyx was attentive about things like that: that meant that she didn't believe she was a good girl, so she knew it would come up as a lie if she said it aloud. It was so sad, when a member of your familia felt guilty and self-effacing. She'd have to do something nice for Eris... later, though. Right now, she wanted to go back to sleep. "Well, take care of it, alright!" She said, before going back into her room and flopping down on the bed, face first, totally ready to go to sleep.

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