''Congratulations''. He said in a deadpan voice , void of any aura of celebration.
Milo entered his apartment at around 6:34 pm. He closed and locked the door behind him. He looked around the dark place as he turned on the lights an hung his wet bag on the clothes rack. He went to take a shower and could not help but to remember what dionne had said.
''You can leave and join us, there is nothing for you here.''Her voice kept on ringing in his ears.
''What does she know'', he said as he stepped out of the shower.
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''I don't know why you are still in school, with your talent , you could grow even stronger''. Dionne said a she looked at him. He stared back at her in a melancholic silence. His silence made her continue.
''There is obviously a reason why you are fighting them, and frankly , i don't care. I just want you''. She said those last words before handing him a slip. She left soon after in the rain.
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Milo looked at the paperslip in his hands . It had not been wet even though it had been in the rain and inside the pocket of his wet trousers.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the paper was blank . But to Milo, it was an admission slip. The ink used to write this was pale blue . He took a whiff and deduced that it was the same as the blood of the demonic spirits. He made a sure bet that if any ordinary person were to see this piece of paper , they would think it was blank.
' These people are brutal, to extract the blood of those demonic beasts and to dilute it enough that it wasn't eating the paper. The paper must be of special quality.' Milo thought to himself.
He decided that he would think it over the next few days and make his decision whether to stay , or to join Dionne's so called academy.
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The next two days were weekends , so he could not see her till monday even if he wanted to. He didn't care too much really but at the same , he cared. He didn't care because he felt he could handle any demonic spirits that came out of the crack , that he didn't care about. On the other hand he cared because if they were truly what they claimed to be, they would be a lot he could learn fro them and maybe , just maybe, they could hep his current situation. His saturdays and sundays were the same, with his usual routine except that he seemed to be thinking more intensely and his mind was not really in anything again.
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Monday morning came and milo got up extra early to find Dionne . He wanted to tell her about his final decision since the pros outweighed the cons. He didn't know where her house was and began searching by just entering the same streets he entered the last time and it proved to be successful.
He saw her coming out from her apartmentĀ at the end of the street. She just put on her headphones and started to walk in milo's direction. She had her eyes on her phone so when Milo suddenly tapped her on her shoulder , she almost gave him a punch . The fist stopped a few inches from his face. He then looked at her. She retracted her before smiling at him.
''Hey , nice to see you this morning. Do you normally pass this route because i have never seen you here before''. She outstretched her hand for an handshake and this time Milo shook her hand.
''Nice, shall we walk ''she said , still with a smile on her face.
''Sure, why not'' He tried not to act rude to her in any way, after all he needed her for something.
They walked for a few minutes before Dionne asked. ''So have you come to a decision yet ''. She said as she took out two lollipops from her bag and handed one to milo. He accepted it and put it in his mouth before replying
''Yeah, i would like to join. That's part of the reason why i came to look for you''.