Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted.

Zane stretched, "You think so? Hmm, alright." He dressed and kissed Mya.

 

Mya shrugged. People will get suspicious. She pulled on her clothes.

 

Zane strapped on his weapons. If he was going out, he was going to bring Zee. Excersise for him would be good.

 

Mya pulled on the rest of her equipment and clothing. Don't do anything suspicious.

 

He grinned, "Suspicious? Oh but darlin' suspicious is my middle name." Pulling her to him with an arm wrapped around her waist he kissed her and let his lips linger on hers for a second before flinging the door open and walking out.

 

Mya smirked. He better not.

 

Zane found Zee sulking over his coffee, "Dude, staring into your coffee won't reveal the future."

Zee jerked, spilling some onto his pants, "Ow, ow, ow! Za-Reaper! Don't do that! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" He watched Zane grab his food and shrug.

 

Mya stepped out of her room and headed towards the dining room. She was starving after 2 days of encasement with Zane.

 

Zane watched Mya out of the corner of his eye and listened to Zee complain about his training. Snapping his attention back to the young man he growled, "What do you mean it's too hard? I went through that training day and night with my father and never quit, even on holidays."

Zee groaned, "Not this story again!"

 

Mya chewed her bread and listened to Zane and Zee talk.

 

Zane growled out his story and Zee gave Mya a desperate look, "Either do me in or shut him up. Please!"

 

Mya shook her head in annoyance and walked over to Zane. Cmon Zane. Stop lecturing the poor boy with your mumbo jumbo about your life. She gave Zee a "You owe me one" look.

 

Zane grumbled, "It'd do you some good to listen to my stories Zee." He glanced up at Mya, "Remember my darling Mya, no one else knows about that name." Standing he brushed past her, descretely brushing his fingers along her.

Zee tapped his chin, "Hmm, certainly you can't mean that those boring stories have actual meaning?"

 

Mya sighed. All boring stories have meanings from them. We just don't care about them. She sipped some coffee.

 

Zane cracked his back and yawned, "Such warm words. Why they warm my very heart. C'mon Zee, we have training to do."

Zee stood quickly and nodded, "Ah, right. Say, Mya, do you know what Sasha is supposed to be researching? I thought it might have something to do with the pieces of Eden but...maybe not."

 

Mya shook her head. How am I supposed to know? You've been with her longer. She giggled and stood up. I'll see you later.

 

Zee grumbled as he followed Zane. He laughed, "She's got you there Zee. Why should you care what she studies anyway. It's not the buisness of an assassin."

 

Mya walked to the stables and stroked the horse's mane. Hey Jane. How's it going?

 

Zee kept silent as Zane and he trained. After a few tries, Zee managed to actually hit Zane hard enough to make him drop to one knee. "Is that good enough for your damn training?!" Zane smiled up at him, "Yes, now we move on to something harder. It's good to see your head out of the clouds."

 

Mya yawned. She felt slightly tired for some reason. She rubbed her eyes and headed for her room.