The vampire castle of Nightblood had a strange energy about it today, while people of the court and servants walked about with ease, there was a thrumming undercurrent of savage excitement. The spacious throne room was set up strangely, against the walls of the room were tables of food and there was a bar set up near the thrones. It was almost exactly the same as it had been for Queen Kittiana and Queen Diana’s coronation. The gold Kitty had used alchemy to make during the ball had been turned into four golden trees in the center of the room at the end of the ball, but now they weren’t in the same state. The golden trees weren’t as closely grouped together as before, they were each in a corner but let plenty of room for the people to walk outside of their perimeter. The golden branches had extended until they reached the others, forming a sort of cage with an opening facing the entrance to the throne room and an opening on the opposite side. Next to each entrance was a table that had a series of different weapons placed on them, laid out neatly and ready for use. 

Queen Diana was going around socializing, although her smile was held a smugness to it and her eyes had a slight gleam in them that was similar to the feral look Kitty got in the middle of a fight. Although she still looked a tad uncomfortable, but that was probably due to the viciously tight corseted regal blue dress she was forced to wear. Her eyes cut over to a lone figure in a less populated corner, looking a bit annoyed as her eyes swept up and down the figure, then looked to another taller and larger figure that lingered nearby the lone one. 

Queen Kittiana gave Diana a grin when she turned her head to glare at her, obviously jealous of the outfit Kitty was wearing which was probably infinitely more comfortable, despite also having a corset to it. Kitty was in her battle attire, a simple black corset with armoured shoulder pads, a pair of thick fabric trousers, probably the kind of leather that went into archery armor, armoured knee-pads, and a pair of laced boots that went to just below the pads. It was a typical look for her but she lacked the belt with a sword sheath that she usually had. She had a flask in one hand, pointedly taking a swig from it as her sister watched. Instead of her usual poison, this one contained rum, which was a specific choice as her eyes flicked to the door. She watched it for a moment before looking away with slight disappointment. “Expecting someone to show up?” The quiet but masculine voice flitted through her ears, and her eyes flicked to the tall imposing blonde that lingered several feet away from her. “Well, perhaps I hoped the drink would summon him, that and the fact he likes to make an entrance and today...today would be right up his alley.” Kitty’s hand went to the little pouch she did have attached to a normal belt, she could feel the tiny wisp of magic that its contents contained.

An unfamiliar figure entered the socialising crowd of officials and servants, scanning the horizon of guests with a smirk. He moved through, his eyes flickering between the most attractive of the vampires, almost tempted to stop and converse with them. That was not his goal today though, as there was already a date awaiting him. Suddenly the crowd thinned, allowing him to move towards the red-haired Queen in the corner. Whether she noticed him or not he gave a small smile, wondering whether she would know who he was with the illusion over his face. Of course he wouldn't walk into a GSU-owned court without disguise.

"My lady Kittiana," He gave an obviously mocking bow, taking her hand gently. "I must say that-" So far he had held a fake upper-class voice, but his nose twitched for a second and that suddenly dropped to his usual british voice; easily recognisable especially to her.
"Is that rum?" His eyes were now locked on her drink, an even bigger smirk visible on his disguised face.

Kitty hadn't noticed the unfamiliar figure's small smile, instead she took a small swig of the flask, since she didn't think anyone was watching she didn't flinch at the taste. In truth she didn't mind rum, but she really did prefer vodka. However her eyes did flick back to the man approaching her, and for a split second she looked confused as he stopped in front of her. But then that faded into a look of amusement as she raised a brow once he took her hand, biting her cheek to avoid laughing as he spoke in that stuffy high class voice. But she couldn't stop the little chuckle that slipped out when his eyes turned to her drink, his voice dropping to the British accent she both loved and hated, and then there was the smirk she would recognize anywhere. "You are utterly ridiculous. And it's Queen, mind you."

Kitty grinned at him, sounding quite happy to see him in fact. "And yes it is." She held out the flask to him, her grin starting to curl into a smirk. "Although I must admit I'm slightly disappointed in you." Her tone was playful as was the look in her eyes, she wasn't truly mad or disappointed. "I thought you'd be out ages ago, you're getting rusty." The tall blonde figure glanced over at them in confusion but Kitty waved him off, causing him to roll his eyes and turn back to the buffet table, still remaining several feet away to give them some semblance of privacy.

"Everyone and their mother's a Queen these days," His hand took the rum without hesitation, downing a large amount of the flask. "Literally." He raised his eyebrows, obviously referring to Jaya whilst avoiding her name. "I haven't had to escape prison in a while, surprisingly harder than death. Always got a plan though," A wink came, along with another swig of rum. 

"Looks like I made it just in time too." Dan now looked around at the rather busy and well decorated room, taking it all in. "Special occasion? Or does this happen every night? Not exactly my idea of a wild party." He was clearly unimpressed, this kind of formal party boring him to the core. 

"Did I miss anything exciting atleast?"

Kitty began to grin as Dan asked if today was a special occassion, that feral gleam beginning to burn in her eyes. "Well, a lord decided to be an ass during a meeting so I challenged him to a fight. He wins I have to marry him, but when I win I'm stripping him of his title and tossing him in the dungeon for other crimes. I could have just arrested him before hand but this seemed more fun." Kitty gave Dan a shrug like it was no big deal, she wasn't worried in the least. Despite the fact that the Lord was a full vampire so he would have double the vampire prowess Kitty has. 

But then Dan asked if he missed anything exciting and the smile that curled on Kitty's face was one that always led to a great deal of trouble. "You did miss one thing. Exciting? Perhaps not. But if past reaction to things are anything to go by....it will be hilarious." Kitty pulled out another flask, this one full of vodka, and took a sip. Then her eyes flicked over to the blonde figure and she spoke, "Why don't you come over for a chat?" 

The blonde man let out a huff and rolled his eyes, but turned and walked over to wear Kitty was. The blonde towered over both Kitty and Dan, looking down at Kitty with mock annoyance. "You're being too dramatic." He remarked, crossing his arms over his chest. "Yeah talk to me about dramatic when you broke an entire room to avoid me cutting your hair." She shot back and he let out another huff and glared at her, an action that was strangely familiar. There was another familiar thing about him, his striking blue eyes that held a familiar sarcastic gleam in them. 

"Is this him then?" The man turned his gaze to Dan, and Kitty let out a huff this time. "Yes it is and not everything Diana has said about him is true." "I'll be the judge of that." "Go for it, won't change my god damn mind." Kitty shot him a cheeky grin, there was a certain lightness about Kitty, like a burden had been lifted. Kitty looked over at Dan, amusement gleaming in her eyes. "Meet Tagon Youngblood. My father."

After the momentary reveal their ensued a period of silence from Dan. At first he frowned at Kitty, then looked up to the man. After that he looked around the room, trying to figure out whether this was actually real. Next he looked down to his drink. Had he had too much already? Maybe it wasn't enough. Quickly he downed the rest of the flask, looking back up assuming the situation would disappear. It didn't. The two were still standing there and looking at him. He looked at each of them again, before finally speaking.

"When, how and why?" Was all he could really managed to construct. There was many more questions than that, but he was so confused he could barely figure them out enough to ask. His eyes were now narrowed at Kitty, waiting for an answer whilst doing his best to pretend the man didn't actually exist.

Kitty was trying so hard not to laugh and Tagon was just glaring at Dan. "Dad stop." "No." Kitty smacked him in the stomach but he didnt even flinch. Kitty let out a huff of annoyance and rolled her eyes, looking back at Dan with amusement. "I took his soul from Desolace when I went to spring Sam'anar. I was planning on going to Desolace anyway for my father, Sammy was an added thing. Other wise I wouldn't give a shit. Celestials are annoying." Kitty took a large swig from her vodka, closing her eyes for a moment with a sigh. 

"After that I made a golem, went back in time to get my father's blood and venom, used science after that. Blood transfusion and using his own venom to turn him back into his former body then I put his soul back in his body and tada!" Kitty threw up a hand before she snorted, "He is still alarmed by toasters." Her father let out a huff and poked Kitty's cheek, "They pop up when you least expect it!" It was clear where Kitty got her personality from. "A couple weeks. And I did it because..." Reaching down she tapped the emerald glamor ring with her flask, letting out a grunt. "Emotional stability. Potential king if something happened to Diana or me." 

Tagon frowned as he stopped glaring at Dan to look at Kitty, fatherly concern gleaming in his eyes. "Don't give me that look Dad." She muttered before she straightened again and pushed the smirk back on her face as she looked at Dan. "I'll bet you a whole bottle of rum that I can take the Lord down within 10 minutes."

"Yeah, tell me about it." He said to her comment on Celestials, half ironically yet also in a slightly different manner, one which he didn't disclose further. "Well, I highly doubt anything will happen to either of you. Swear you're more immortal than my family." His gaze flickered to Diana across the room as he spoke, wondering what she thought of this reunion. 

"Alright," Dan agreed to her deal, knowing full well that he'd be losing that bottle. "But only if I get to fight you later. It's been a while since Oblivion; remember when I kicked your arse?" He raised his flask, having replenished the rum by magical conjuration, now using the drink to hide his wide smile. Deep down he knew he was stronger back then. "What happened to that sword anyway? Blightslayer had a nice swing to it."

Kitty wondered if Dan really understood what she meant, but decided not to push it. She let out a scoff and playfully smacked his shoulder at his comment, "Oh shove off. You only won because I was holding back. But you're on. I'll wipe the floor with you. Sparring mat needs a good cleaning" She taunted, not bothering to hide her wide grin before she took another swig of her vodka. 

Kitty blew out a breath, "Destroyed. Makou snapped it in a huffy tantrum after I verbally whipped his ass. Speaking of the former puppet master, he's nice and safe in my blade." Kitty took the last swig of her vodka, tossing it over at her father who had walked away again to talk to Diana. He caught it without even looking, continuing to converse with the twin queen. "I can make you a new weapon if you'd like." Kitty's flicked to Dan's hands, her lips pursing in thought. "I did just make a weapon for myself to test out but it's not really me, I can mess around with the design a little bit. How do you feel about brass knuckles with crystals embedded into it to channel magic?" Kitty's words were punctuate by trumpets and a roll of her eyes, "And that would be my que. Time to kick lordly ass." Kitty patted Dan's shoulder and began walking to the weapons table, waiting for the Lord to approach his.

"Bastard," Dan cursed Makou before taking another swig of rum. "Bloody love a good sword, but knuckles? Never tried them, but they sound even better." He smirked, thinking of the possibilities with such weapons. Despite the fact he had no idea who or what he would be fighting in the future, if anything at all, he imagined himself pummeling faceless enemies amidst a large battle. Just like the old days.

"Good luck." Dan wished insincerely, moving forward to find the best view among the crowd. There he would watch the fight, taking regularly swigs of rum as if it were his life source.

Kitty gave Dan a cheeky grin and blew him a mocking kiss before looking down at the weapons before her. The Lord on the other side had a haughty air to him, looking at Kitty with a less than appropriate gleam. Kitty plucked two odd looking swords from the table, while Kitty's father had come to stand beside Dan quietly.  The Lord had chosen a rapier and stepped into the cage created by the golden trees. Kitty did the same, cracking her neck and rolling her shoulders back before getting into stance. There was another trumpet but neither opponent moved to strike, instead they began to circle each other like the predators they were. 

They continued to circle each other for another minute before the Lord darted forward. Kitty, faster than the human eye could see, moved out of the way and spun, the butt of her sword slamming into the Lord's shoulder with a resounding crack. Kitty went to strike again but the Lord's sword was there to block her, and with a shove she was sent back several feet. He certainly had strength on her. 

The Lord darted forward again with his blade, Kitty using hers to block it before she sent out a foot towards his junk. She never passed up a chance to fight dirty. The Lord saw this and tried to move out of the way, but in doing so he didn't push as much strength into breaking her block. One of her swords slid down his, slicing open a deep cut in his cheek that had him stumbling back and looking at Kitty with anger. Kitty only smirked and put her swords by her sides, twisting the handles with a click.

"Her weapon is dramatic but shit. Once you unlock the sword it's not as easy to manipulate and has zero defense." Tagon huffed, glaring at his daughter. The swords pieces were disconnecting into deadly whips, blood already dripping off one of the whips.

Dan noticed Tagon move next to him and made an effort to step a few inches away as subtly as possible. His eyes tried to remain fixed on the fight, minimizing any need for conversation with the man. From then on his gaze dancing along with the swords and movements of the duel, almost entranced by the way the species on this world fought. They were fast and vicious, but surely none as much so as Kitty. Her dirty tactic made him smirk, but any positive expression disappeared from his face as Tagon spoke.

Dan straightened up and simply gave a small nod to his comment, continuing to spectate the fight. The whips were interesting for certain, and they suited Kitty's fighting style very well. By his comment though Dan had figured Tagon was more of a Broadsword kind of guy, leaving him to wonder whether Kitty got her finesse from her mother...

Tagon noticed Dan's movements and had to smirk a little in amusement, but then his eyes were back on the fight with an intense look. Kitty dropped the smirk as the Lord shook himself off, glaring at her with disgust and hatred. Kitty flicked her wrist and one whip was sent sailing towards him with incredible speed, wrapping around the Lord's sword. Just has Kitty was about to tug it forward the Lord gave a particularly forceful jerk of his sword and jerked the weapon out of her hand and pulled her forward. 

Before Kitty could turn the other whip back into a sword for defense she felt the rapier slice across her face, blood splattering onto the floor. Kitty reacted quickly after that, slamming her elbow into the Lord's stomach to send him back a couple feet as she straightened and turned the whip back into a sword again. The room got deathly quiet as everyone looked to the Queen. Her right eye was missing and blood was flowing down the side of her face. The temperature in the room seemed to shoot up a couple degrees before cooling. The Lord fixed her with a smirk, "Not so high and mighty now are you your highness?" 

Kitty looked at him with the eye she had left, she could feel the wound beginning to heal slowly. The Lord seemed to pale just a little. Although Kitty's eye was still blue, it had that feral gleam that was her trademark. The grin across her face meant bloody trouble. 

The Lord frowned as Kitty cracked her neck to the side and closed her eye, now focusing solely on her sense of smell and hearing. The Lord shot forward aiming his sword for her neck and Kitty darted out of the way at the last possible second, spinning around him and slamming her sword into his back. He stumbled forward a step and dropped his sword from the force of her blow, but was quickly whipping around again.

He got his arms around her from behind but still with her eyes closed she was ready. Her elbow slammed into his solar plexus, her left foot slammed down on top of his, her hand met his nose, then her fist met his groin again. He let go and stumbled back and Kitty purposefully dropped her sword, which her father grunted his displeasure about. 

Kitty spun around in a roundhouse kick, her foot meeting the Lord's cheek and sending him on his ass. He got on his hands and knees then coughing out a little blood and preparing to stand again when Kitty's foot connected with his stomach, sending him flying towards the golden barrier. He slammed into it but within a minute was up again. 

By now Kitty's eye had healed and she had opened them but there was still blood all over her face and that feral grin and gleam. With a snarl the Lord shot forward at her with a fist aimed for her nose, easily Kitty dodged each and every punch. Then she brought her fist so hard to his sternum a crack resounded through the room, his body flying up then slamming back down out cold. Some of the older vampires looked at each other uneasily while everyone else cheered, Kitty however was moving towards the exit and then moving towards where Dan and her father were.

Between the numerous faces of the crowd, a hooded figure watched the fight closely. He examined every movement and punch, as if able to see them in slow motion if he wished to look closer. No one in the court was aware of his presence right now, but as Kitty finished her fight and walked towards Tagon and Dan she would begin to suspect something. The two men gave no reaction to anything she did or said, in fact they did not move at all. Nothing in the room was moving except her. Time itself had frozen around her.

"Nice to see you still have your strength." A voice weathered by decades came from behind her, odd yet somewhat familiar. "I must admit I haven't been paying much attention to you, not until very recently." The man removed his hood, revealing an old face cover in white head and facial hair. He looked very much like an old wizard. "I am Chronis, the Guardian of Time." His mouth curled into a small smirk. "Thanks to you."

"But something has drawn my attention to you. A use of Time Magic." Chronis was now examining the man, Tagon, as he stood motionless before them. "I am sure a Magi of your caliber is aware of the risks of manipulating Time. It is highly volatile and can lead to catastrophic consequences in numerous timelines."

He turned to look Kitty straight.
"Was it worth an insurance policy?"

Kitty was indeed confused by the lack of of well, anything, she was getting from her father or Dan. But then she started to grin, whatever was happening she might as well take advantage of it. Moving behind her father she turned him and pushed him towards Dan, then she did the same to Dan. Moving her father's arms, she wrapped them around Dan then did the same with Dan's arms. When she stepped back she began to cackle, holding her arms around her stomach as she looked on at the image. "Now that's going to be interesting when they unfreeze." She snorted, before jumping when she heard the voice.

Instantly she withdrew a dagger from a rather interesting place inside her corset, whipping around with it in hand to face the stranger. Her eyes narrowed at the familiarity she could recognize in the tone, but she could not place it. When he pulled off his hood though her brows furrowed, this dude was just as wrinkly as Elijah Almis had been. Was that Elijah? Kitty blinked at the name he gave her, struggling to place it before it hit her. Then she began to laugh as she lowered the dagger, looking him up and down again. "Damn, for a Guardian of Time you did NOT age well."

Kitty tucked her dagger away and grew serious, crossing her arms over her chest and fixing Chronis with a level stare. "Yes I am highly aware of the risks. Especially ones that effect my timeline. I've certainly wormed my way through history." Kitty replied and let out a sigh, looking up at her father's face. "It's not entirely an insurance policy. I would have told Dan what I actually meant but worrying my father..." Kitty shook her head and sighed, then reached for the emerald ring on her finger and pulled it off. 

The patchwork of white and tan skin was revealed, thick black highlights in her hair and the red streaks and flecks in her eyes. "Friends and family keep me anchored but the option to use friends as anchors is getting more and more dangerous." Reaching out her fingertips brushed Dan's cheek, a deep sorrow on her face. "Because they are my anchors she goes after them first, but she can not harm family. Not even if she tried. So I brought him back as another precaution. Corsetta can not spill familial blood because she began to grow from a desire to avenge my family and ensure that I would never be weak again." Kitty slipped her ring back on and drew back a little, looking over to Chronis.

"You'll note I was careful too. There was no one I could have possibly interacted with aside from my father, I did not take his body, only his blood. My mother found the body so if it were drained of blood she would simply believe it to be a vampire. Believe me the urge to save him right then and there was tempting but the timeline would have been thrown for a loop and I may have turned out much differently as a person. But I restrained. He is of no effect to the timeline." Kitty's voice was serious and factual, she was not going to beg to keep her father's life. Despite the fact that she wanted to. But whining and begging would do nothing to sway Chronis. His allegiance was to time. "I don't intend to do something like this again, nor do I intend to meddle with time again of my own volition."

Chronis stood straight, nodding at certain points in her speech. He was studying her words carefully, going over the events he had seen in his head at the same time. At one point his gaze flickered straight to her eyes, giving Kitty the feeling that she was being analysed not just right now, but throughout all of time. Past, Present and Future displayed itself for Chronis, and he gave thoughtful; "Hmm.."

"You are trusted, Kittiana, despite better judgement. This transgression will slide." A firm nod confirmed this decision. "I hope you stick by your word, lest the future become any darker. In the mean time," His hand raised and performed a small gesture, summoning a flicker of orange light associated with Time Magic. At his command Tagon and Dan reverted to their original positions, no longer cradling each other.

"You must understand the smallest of actions can leave the biggest of consequences." Chronis lectured, before he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"That was... brutal. I almost don't want to fight you now." Dan was half-wincing at the tactics employed by Kitty during the fight, as well as the situation of standing by Tagon. Of course he was totally unaware of their hug during the time freeze, or of that fact that Chronis had visited at all. "Not like I'm backing down though." He glanced towards Tagon quickly, before returning to Kitty. "There is a more pressing matter however; Jaya."

"No doubt she'll be scouring the sector for me, probably be on her way here soon too. Do you have a plan for hiding me, or am I going to have to hightail out of here when the Legionnaires knock on the door?" There was a hint of concern in Dan's voice, but it was being masked either out of his own dignity or his image infront of Kitty's father. Either way, he didn't like the idea of going back to prison so soon...

Kitty let out a huff as Chronis ruined her little joke, but wiped the pout off her face when time snapped back into focus. But just as quickly a smirk was back on her face at Dan's words. "Don't worry, I won't cut off anything important." Reaching out she patted his cheek, her smirk widening. "I'll try and stay away from that pretty face too." Then she retracted her hand and crossed her arms over her chest, looking at her father who was starting to glare at Dan again. "Dad, beat it." "Nope." "I will hide alarm clocks in every corner of your room and put a goat on your bed." "Bye!" Tagon turned swiftly and walked away from the two of them, heading towards Diana. "I don't know why he doesn't like goats. But I know he hates alarm clocks." 

Kitty fixed her eyes back on Dan, growing a bit more serious and starting to make way through the crowd. "Come on. I already have a plan. Not something that should be done in public." Kitty led him away from the crowd, then began leading him down the hallway. She was heading to her vault, where her magic study was.

Dan didn't know whether to laugh or frown in confusion at the goat subject. Surely the father of Kittiana Youngblood would hold no fear? Perhaps not. Everyone had a fear, as they had discovered in the Hallowed Realm, just some were rather odd. For a moment his mind looked back on that nightmare and the subject matter of it. Even if Jaya didn't find him, maybe death would. That and his father seemed all too self aware in the dream; causing Dan to think maybe he wasn't a dream version of Nozdormu after all.

He snapped out of these thoughts as Kitty beckoned him to follow. They walked down the hallway, with Dan examining the architecture. It was strange to think they owed this planet to Makou; what a giver and a taker that man was.

"What exactly is this plan?" Dan asked, turning his attention away from the building to Kitty.

"Let's just say I've been playing the mad scientist again." Kitty stopped in front of a seemingly normal wall, then withdrew the dagger from that interesting place in her corset again and slit her palm. Tucking,  the dagger away she placed her palm against the wall, blood dripping down in the grooves of the bricks and forming an intricate pattern before a door appeared. Withdrawing her hand she wiped her blood palm on her pants before pushing open the door and beckoning Dan inside. Once he was inside she shut the door then turned on the lights.

The room was rather messy, half finished spells and rituals on weathered parchment lined the walls, each wall had shelves and shelves of books and ingredients and potions. Three tables were covered with more books, potions, ingredients and scribbles. Although only one table had a chair and there were some half finished and finished weapons on the table. "Bit of a mess sorry." Kitty yawned and rubbed her eyes, smearing the blood on her face before she grabbed a rag and cleaned it off. Now that he was closer to her and perhaps maybe paying more attention, he would see the dark circles under her eyes and the fatigue in her features. It looked like it had been awhile since she slept.

"I was trying to create a potion to change my species. Another plan in case whatever else I dig up for Corsetta doesn't work." She walked over to one of the shelves as she talked, looking through the potions before withdrawing one that seemed to glow one color one second then another the next. "I only succeeded in a transformation lasting a few hours. This one here, is shape shifter." She put it on the table then put her hands on the table and looked over at Dan. "It'll fool biological sensors. They would pick you up as shape shifter not demon. So if you still look like you but register as shape shifter and I claim you as a guest on my planet Jaya would not be able to take you without causing an intergalactic incident. She wouldn't be able to touch you."

"I don't like the sound of that," Dan admitted, watching with some concern at the blood ritual used to open the vault. "You know in my studies there were rumors of Blood Mages powerful enough to create the blood of others. Might want to be careful of that for security." His voice trailed off somewhat as he took in the contents of the room.

"Looks like a disco potion." He commented, before popping off the cork and chugging the whole bottle down like rum. After a few moments he waved his hand over himself, using magic to create an illusion over his appearance again. "I'll just keep this up and they won't even suspect a thing." Dan turned, pacing slightly up the room. "Although something tells me she might not come at all. Perhaps it would make it too obvious to the public that you were suspect."

"If there's anything she'd hate, it'd be to breed distrust in the Union." His mind cast back to his role in Jaya's rise to power. He had prompted her to create the Knight's Initiative in the UNSC, which had led to her prominent positions down the line. Ironically he had made himself his own worst enemy.

"But I'll keep a low profile until I sort something out, then I'll be out of your hair." He looked to Kitty now, unsure whether to expect resistance or not.

Kitty watched Dan chug down the potion, then straightened as she watched him cast the illusion back over himself. Kitty rubbed her eyes again, letting out a sigh as Corsetta lingered in the corner of the room smirking at the two of them. "Annoying brat." She muttered under her breath, glaring at a corner that would have seemed empty to Dan. "I'm worried about her. Her morals aren't what they used to be." Kitty rubbed a hand down her face again, ignoring Corsetta in the corner and moving to a different shelf and looking through the potions.

She wasn't really looking for a potion, she was just hiding the sad expression on her face from Dan. "You don't have to go you know. You never have to, but I've long since lost hope in asking you to stay. You always run from anyone who tries to offer you help, and you get yourself killed doing your own thing but you never learn." Kitty plucked a potion from the shelf, examining it. It was a potion for dreamless sleep. "I'm not going to beg you to stay anymore,  but if you do stay you have a place and help here." Kitty put the potion back and continued to keep her back to Dan although her hands shook. "Awe poor Kitty, always nursing the broken heart." Corsetta cooed in her ear, dragging her finger nails down the back of Kitty's neck and causing her to shiver. She only felt the fingers for a second before the sensation faded although Corsetta was still there. Kitty cleared her throat and let out an even breath, forcing a slightly arrogant tone. "So, you still want to spar?"

Dan crossed his arms, sighing as he avoiding looking at Kitty. Instead he examined the many contents of the room, noting the kind of things she seemed to be experimenting with. "I'll think about it," He said in response to her offer of help. Of course it was not like him to accept such offers openly, so he wasn't about to so easily let her in. He would stick around Nightblood for as long as he could, but part of him knew Jaya would force him out somehow. Or kill him...

"Of course," His tone changed at the sound of a spar. "Right here, or do you have a royal sparring room in this palace of yours?" Dan was in no place to mock palaces and kingdoms, but he couldn't help doing so anyway. His time as King of Phoenixspire was quite unimpressive compared to the wealth and status Kitty had acquired, visible even through the size of her hold.

Kitty let out a scoff, forcing other emotions down inside of her as she put a hand on her hip. "What? Don't want to go to the public one because you don't want an audience when I kick your ass?" Kitty ran a hand through her hair, the emerald ring on her finger glinting with magic. "I do have a training room that's just for me and Diana." Kitty walked over to the table with the brass knuckles she had been experimenting with on it. Picking them up she held them in her hand, closing the Grimoire that sat near by. 

Kitty began walking for the door again when she made a grumbled comment, "Despite the fact that my father is centuries out of practice it's annoying how easily he beats me and Diana." Then she pushed the door open, waiting only a moment for Dan to follow after her before closing the door. 

She continued down the hallway, a distant expression on her face as if her mind wasn't really walking with them there in the current moment. Kitty reached an ornate large wooden door, pushing it open to reveal a medium sized room with a training mat and several wicked looking weapons lining the walls. Kitty put the brass knuckles on the wall, if Dan decided to use those. 

Turning Kitty looked to Dan, leaning against the wall with a slight smirk on her face. "Weapons or hand to hand?"