"Of course. There's no rush Asia. Regardless of what you decide you shall always be welcome in my home." Rias gave her a polite smile though Asia could see that she was still disappointed.
After she left Asia curled up in her bed thinking about her options. Admittedly, there was little chance for her to ever be accepted back by the Church. They had made it clear that she was a non entity as far as they were concerned.
The moment she jumped at the chance to join the Grigori burned that bridge off immediately though that didn't mean that they weren't trying to use her. She didn't mind though… that use would at the very least keep her safe.
Ritsuka had implied that those who had contacted her were obviously not trustworthy at all. Rias, as she came to know, also wanted her to join her and most likely become a reincarnated Devil if the stories she heard were true.
It didn't sound too bad since it would allow her to become part of a family but there was one thing stopping her from just saying yes immediately.
He was in her thoughts and she wondered what he would say if she wasn't fully human anymore. The fact that he didn't accept the terms for being a Peerage member spoke volumes about his decisions.
He was still human even if he worked for Devils. That started a different problem in her own mind.
'Would I even be useful if I stayed like this?' Asia curled tightly into her new blanket holding one of her pillows tightly against her body as she contemplated what she wanted to do with her life now that she had a choice in the matter and the lack of others pressuring her.
"I'll ask Ritsuka in the morning…" Asia mumbled into her pillow as she drifted off to sleep comforted by the face that she was safe for the moment.
"Augh!" Freed kicked over a trash can furious at his situation. He had lost his favorite and only gun.
His escape through Kuoh hadn't exactly gone to plan. Several familiars had been sent after him but he couldn't tell who had sent them.
They were easy enough to kill but they didn't make the right screams to excite him leaving the task as annoying busywork. It had taken him two hours just to escape their range and he was left almost twenty miles from where he attempted to kill his target.
He slashed at the walls gouging out brick and mortar with each swing. Screaming obscenities and sickening ideas of what he would do to that glorified bitch and her white knight.
The fact that most of them ended with making that guy watch just incensed Freed to get sicker and more disturbing with his rage until he could finally calm down.
"Sounds like you've had it rough." A figure sitting on one of the fire escapes called down to Freed surrounded by the same familiars that he had killed.
"Yeah yeah, I've had it rough so what do you want bastard?" Freed didn't care for any of his usual banter. The fact that he had been sent away by some no name still burned beneath his skin.
"Now, don't be that way. I just wanted to offer you a job. After all, it looks like you'll lose your protection once they know you who are." The figure mentioned as he flexed his black feathered wings. He was a Fallen Angel.
"Tch, so what do you have in mind?" Freed groaned as he realized just how fucked he could be if the rest of the Grigori found out that he had disobeyed them.
As much as he wanted to screw them over, they had given him a lot of his weaponry which he was sorely lacking half of it at the moment.
"Have you ever heard of Excalibur and how some of the pieces were found?" The figure chuckled. His visage was tainted by madness and his fangs seemed to shine in the darkness.
"I'm listening so what do you have in mind…?" Freed chuckled as he urged for the name of the figure who hovered above him.
"Kokabiel, and I'm thinking that perhaps we should revive a legend for our own use, shall we?" Kokabiel laughed as he whisked away the rogue exorcist for parts unknown.
None could see the duo as they flew through the moonlit sky, off for their grand plans to unfold.
Asia awoke half expecting to be back in the church… ready to be kicked out due to her heretical act.
She was resolved to follow through on it… only to notice the blanket wrapped around her and the same vanity mirror showing her the reflection of safety that she had noted the night before.
She had taken off her robe the night before, though she didn't have any night clothes forcing her to remain in her white bra and panties for the night.
It was a bit naughty to be sleeping as such but until she could find someway to buy some more clothes for herself she would bite the bullet on the matter.
She quietly grabbed the same robe and placed it on once more grabbing some of her spare clothes as well to go take a shower and start her morning ritual.
Stepping out into the hallway, she noted only one door slightly ajar. She could see the dark hair of Ritsuka peeking out of the sliver. Glad to know he was awake she slowly crept to the door and knocked.
There was no answer.
She didn't know why he didn't answer but it didn't seem like it was to be rude. Curiosity got the better of her, unfortunately, so she pushed the door open ever so slightly. A part of her wondered if she was still sleeping at that moment.
Ritsuka was shirtless and working out in a small routine. His arms and body were very well defined sculpted like a pro athlete. Sweat dripped down his forehead and across his muscles.
Her heart made a loud thump… and she would have rushed off embarrassed if she didn't notice the other glaring thing about Ritsuka's body.
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