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She hesitates, then closes her eyes and leans in, lips pursed.

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A soft, gentle kiss - 

And a touch to the woman's sternum - 

And Hisame stops her heart.

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And so she dies.

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And then, the rest of the household reaches the kitchen. Thrown with unseen force through the door one by one, to crumble against the opposite wall. The first is missing both eyes, three fingers of the right hand, and his right leg is broken. The jaw of the next is a mangled ruin and both arms bend at unseemly angles. The last does not so much crumble against the wall squish downwards, making crunching noises as he does so. They are, all three, still alive.

The Keres follows them in, more sedately, a self-satisfied smirk gracing her lips.

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She sets the woman down, gently. 

"Looks like the fun's begun in full, now," she says, clasping her hands together.

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She raises an eyebrow at Hisame's armful. "Make a friend, did you? However briefly."

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"Yes! Sadly she didn't want to be my pet..."

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"Alas. Well, there will be others."

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"Indeed. And for now, the entertainment before us."

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The Keres has several ghosts with healing abilities. Enough to keep the unfortunate entertainment alive long beyond what their ordinary expiration point would be.

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Hisame has any medical abilities, as well, and can cause very creative damage with those.

Still, civilians are often so boring; she'll stop wanting to play with these once they break.

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She disposes of the trash by having one of her ghosts eat it.

There is perhaps half the night remaining.

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"Morning alright for investigating the city?"

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She nods in assent.

"There are three bedrooms upstairs; for the couple and each of the sons, one assumes. You may choose first, if you wish."

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"Thanks!"

She picks the most opulent and overstuffed one, naturally.

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Then presumably she will have opulent and overstuffed dreams.

When she wakes, the Keres will be in the kitchen, frying eggs and sausage and pancakes. Not using any of the kitchen untensils, mind, purely through various applications of powers she has collected.

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Hisame does so love mundane applications of extraordinary powers.

She is, however, not a morning person. She groggily thanks the Keres and then valiantly avoids collapsing into her breakfast by sheer willpower.

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An understandable position. She herself avoided a similar fate by rising early enough to have gotten through that stage of the day already.

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"For a while I was on a team with someone who would start chattering the instant he rolled out of bed," she grumbles. "Sweet boy, but there were times I got quite tempted to shut him up."

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"My sympathies. I do not enjoy mornings myself."

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She nods and goes back to picking at her food.

(Why in all the hells and heavens does she miss that blond idiot...)

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She'll let her companion finish dealing with the new day in her own fashion. That is how she prefers it.

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Once she's woken up a bit more, and thoroughly tossed the house (except the Keres' bedroom) for any reading material: "Let's start on identifying who might be able to stop us today, hm?"

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Most of the books have already been gathered. The Keres has done some reading of her own already.

"Agreed. I do not think the mundane forces will pose any significant danger; the technology level is too low. I am more concerned about the mages, and their guardians, the templars."

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"I suspect we'd likely win even a pitched battle - I've hardly shown off everything I can do when rested - but there are risks and then there are stupidities."

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