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After some strolling around the large library, he finally came across a section that could hold something of his past. It was the History section, more specifically of more magical beings, or more powerful ones. This section seemed to be the oldest looking, with large, dense books dating back for years. Running his finger along one of the edges he gathered a large amount of dust on his finger tip before casually blowing it off. Then, looking before him on a head-height shelf he coincidentally noticed a pale gold, dusty book with ragged edges named 'Origins of the High Kingdom' in white text. Perfect!

Marluxia swiftly pulled it out, carefully of course, and took a quick gander at the back to read the blurb. It was just right, it seemed to cover much history of is own Kingdom. Time to see if the truth and any hidden secrets were hidden within this aged tome... the Grand Angel often kept secrets...

Making his way into a slightly more open area he managed to find a quiet corner by a table, he took a suspicious look around him out of curiosity before taking his seat. With a final blow on the cover, the loose dust scattered and he opened the book to the front page.

Half way through Chapter One: Rising of the High Order, Marluxia was impressed with the knowledge placed inside this book of his people and the order he came from... and once was part of. In the background he heard a familiar voice though, gazing up as his vision adjusted to the distance it was Aneal from back at the dorms. Last time he saw Aneal they experienced the fate of a young girl. Something perhaps Marluxia would have had power over... but not now.

Turning his book over as to not loose his page he greeted her with a smile and said 'And you too!'

With a face of honestly Marluxia replied with 'nothing too interesting, im just seeing whether these old books have all the right facts about the High Heavens. And of course not.' he finished softly. She had such beautiful wings, much like his, though his own were larger and shined bright like the north star... Marluxia wouldn't tell her his true reason for reading through this old book. It would be odd trying to even understand how an Archangel of the High Order could even become a normal angel without wings... The humiliation of not having wings... god damn it.

He cast his eyesight up, rather than his head as she leaned over, he smiled back as he caught the joke. Then when she returned to standing normal he raised a brow to her question then crossed his legs elegantly. 'It's fine, but yes I am, i... lost my wings through a past event' he said confidently. It is rather embarrassing, but he still held the personality he had those years ago as an Archangel, so his confidence overshadowed that of his embarrassment.

Noticing Aneal blushing, Marluxia smiled and said 'no need to say sorry' as he laughed a little. Following her gaze he replied 'Quite... But no, i don't have anything planned really' admitting his day were to be very boring, even if the nice weather. He was just going to read and hopelessly ponder his own fate. Something he should know better, but through all this confusion and worry... he can hardly predict some ones fate right now. Marluxia kind of hoped she'd suggest going out, maybe for a walk in the nice air. And perhaps they could talk about previous events in the dorm.