Pneuma woke up in her room with the sun beaming down on her from the window. Her tired eyes shifted around the colorful space before coming to a stop at the horde of cute stuffed animals she slept between. Her room was colored bright shades of yellow-orange and red. She turned over in her bed and faced the window again. She took in a deep breath which caused the sunlight to bend towards her. Her passive skill [Loved by Sunlight] [Awakened] which allows sunlight to rejuvenate her activated waking her up with a jolt of energy.

In Deicide there were true vampires also known as the blood elves or the dracálfer and the turned vampires. The Dracálfer were divided into nocturnal who gain power from the night and daywalkers who gain power from the sun. Pneuma was a level 75 daywalker which would get progressively more powerful throughout the day until noon after which she would get progressively weaker again until dusk.

Pneuma sat up in her bed and used her skill [All Knowing] [Awakened] which she used to see if any new buildings appeared in the eighteen mile radius she was able to see with the skill. There are a few places in the guild where even she can not see with the skill. Normally she would not be able to use the skill at all in the guild but she was granted permissions by Jessica. There were few people that could notice that they were being watched by her extremely high level skill and fewer that could counter it.

As Pneuma performed her initial sweep of the Guild Hall her face became bright red. Her eyes widened as her magical senses focused. She could see Harahel bathing in the executive bath and could not help but watch his bare form. Normally the room would also be protected against divination but the door was cracked allowing her to see inside. She then panicked thinking that if he was there then maybe Lilitu would be joining him she scanned around and saw that he was alone. Pneuma breathed out a sigh of relief mix with lustful passion. Lilitu was one of the few people that could sense divination magic and would obviously be upset at what she was doing.

“Oh shit! Master Harahel is…” Pneuma exclaimed silently to herself as she bit her lip. “I shouldn’t do this… but.”

Pneuma’s hands followed her lustful passion as she continued to watch Harahel. She continued to watch him until he retired to Lilitu’s room which she could not see into because of the Guild Hall's natural protection. Pneuma sat up again this time breathing heavily as she scooted to the edge of her circular bed. Embarrassed, she took all of the sheets off of the bed and placed them in a basket to be washed by the servants later that day.

Pneuma quickly got dressed in her colorful robes and looked herself over in the mirror. She looked at her face with a neutral lifeless expression. She then practiced smiling, frowning, laughing and ran through each emotion to remind herself what each expression should look like. Pneuma had to practice expressions and emotions every morning since to her everyday she acted out a perfect facade. She was whatever she needed to be to get even the slightest advantage.

Pneuma walked into the hallway that was beginning to rumble with life as others also started their mornings. She used her skill [Unseen Being] A, which allows her to travel unnoticed by hiding her presence from people’s perceptions. While not as powerful as an invisibility skill, it does have the benefit of not requiring much mana to cast. Only those with high perception or enemy detection skills would even be able to notice her even if she were standing right in front of them.

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As Pneuma walked down the hall she saw Kokou leaving the room of one of the maidservants. He turned to look at her as she approached. He squinted for a second then rubbed his eyes. Kokou’s level 150 berserker stats could easily overpower Pneuma’s skill.

“Pneuma?” Kokou asked. “That damn skill of yours makes you hard to focus on.”

“Good morning. Looks like you are having fun.” Pneuma stated as she looked into the room behind him where two maid servants were quickly getting dressed. “Maybe too much fun by the look of it.”

“Oh this? How about you keep this between us? We haven’t told anyone we are together yet.” Kokou said with a smile as he closed the door and joined Pneuma as she walked. “Tensions are high so we have to relieve ourselves somehow.”

“We?” Pneuma said. “How many do you have?”

“Don’t say it like that, you make it sound lecherous, I am a kitsune spirit, we are polygamist. In fact I think most celestials are.” Kokou said while waving away her accusation.

“Just don’t get anyone pregnant,” Pneuma said with a long sigh. “We can't afford more mouths to feed right now.”

“Don’t have to worry about that. I can’t get anyone here pregnant, no one here is the same species as me.” Kokou stated he then pauses for a minute. “You are up early today though, excited that the guild masters are back?”

“I-I just wanted to make sure I could greet them properly.” Pneuma continued to say with a cough. “Awen and I came up with a solution to the security problem. I just think I should explain our work.” The two walked in silence for a few minutes while Pneuma fiddled with her hands. “Hey…”

“Yeah?” Kokou said, looking down at the obviously flustered girl.

“Is it true what you said about most celestials being polygamists?” Pneuma asked.

“Yeah, I wasn’t lying but… and I mean no offense Pneuma, but you aren’t my type.” Kokou said while scratching his neck.

“You aren’t my type either.” Pneuma said in a deadpan voice. “I just didn’t know. Celestials rarely talk about their interpersonal relationships. I assumed they worked like human and elf monogamy.”

“Ah, yeah.” Kokou laughed nervously. “Should have known it was academic. If you are interested in any of the celestials on staff I can put in a good word maybe introduce you to a few. Liminal is single and shinigami can change sex, so if you are into…”

“That won’t be necessary!” Pneuma cut him off.

“Hmm… now that I think about it I am sure angels and demons can change sex too.” Kokou said after some thought. “Something about how the Butcher of Gods wanted them to be able to replenish ranks no matter what.”

“Wait so Master Harahel could become a woman?” Pneuma asked.

“Yeah, both of them could change, though I’ve never seen either do it. Their bedroom dancing must be wild though.”

The two continued to talk as they found their way to the cafeteria which was full to near capacity as throngs of guards preparing to start their shifts stood in lines to get breakfast. The guards were excited to see Kokou who was a mini celebrity even amongst the members of the guild. He was naturally charismatic and could fit into any social circle. Despite his intimidatingly large muscular frame many people saw him as a gentle giant and a man’s man. Pneuma on the other hand remained hidden from the crowd because of her skill. After the initial wave of greetings Pneuma and Kokou sat at one of the tables.