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A small woman wandered the streets of Gaia as she looked frantically for a certain little shop. She was going to be late and she knew that everything would be ready waiting for her. Oh why had she left the house so late? It wouldn't have mattered what she was wearing.

Her breath was growing short and she began to take deep breaths as she slowed down. She arched over and held her knees,panting loudly. She had been up and down the strip of shops and she still hadn't been able to find the building she had been looking for.

She was close to giving up and rescheduling, but as she stood up to walk away she saw the shop with a banner of a pink heart that read 'Xanthaian Internal Affairs.'

With a gleeful exclaimation the dark haired college student ran into the building and hurriedly said, "I'm so sorry I'm late. I was having trouble trying to decide what I wanted to wear though that may not have mattered since its a bit odd in trying to impress an inanimate object. And then I was running up and down the street trying to find the shop. I almost gave up, but then BAM! I saw it right there in front of me. So yeah, here I am!"

"Oh yes, I would love a cup of green tea with two drops of honey if you could." The girl flashed Odyssey a friendly smile.

She looked around the shop. There were shelves with simple everyday objects to things from out of the ordinary. She wondered about what the stories were for those objects. Would it be a woeful tale like Romeo and Juliet or of revenge like Hamlet? Her curiousity was peaked.

Then her blue-silver eyes were directed at the prism sitting at the counter. She took a step closer and leaned forward to get a better glance. The object was as normal as a prism could be, shedding shards of colors across the counter every time a ray of light enter.

Her natural reaction would have been distaste for she wasn't too fond of things too colorful, but it wasn't the item itself that was colorful, just its reflection. She frowned to think what the history of the prism could be...

She took the cup of tea in her hands and sipped at it. Paetrisah then looked up with a smile of content, "Thank you." And then placed the cup on the table in front of her once more.

For a few seconds she stared at her hands and thought about whether or not she should ask, but she was so curious. She just had to know! Taking a breath, the young woman looked at Odyssey and asked, "I'm not sure if you can answer it, but what is the history behind the Prism that I will be taking guardianship of?"

She had no questions on the item itself. She remembered having it explained several times over the phone. It had been explained that the prism wasn't just a mere object, but that it contained the soul of a human being from the land of Xanth, a realm of magic. She knew that when the time came that the item would become a child for her to care for, but she enjoyed learning the history of people and objects. Everything and everyone had a story, though not all may be exciting or tragic, she was still curious to know.

Paetrisah nodded silently. It was a bit of tragic tale, but not one that couldn't end with a happy ending. The soul within the Prism would have a second chance and so would Odyssey.

"Well, if she doesn't remember you, she can always still become friends with you again." She smiled warmly at the blonde woman.

She then looked curiously at the other woman, "So who is this partner of your's?"

The dark haired woman was tempted to jump up and grab the prism. She had waited so long, but she knew that the things that one waits for are the things that are more worth while in life. So she would wait, even if it killed her... though she hoped it wouldn't.

The woman nodded her head at Odyssey's answer. She smiled and walked over to the prism and picked it up. She held it up to light causing rainbow colors to spill into the room. Paetrisah turned towards the blonde woman and sat back down.

"So when can I take this little girl back home with me?"

Paetrisah shook her head, sending dark locks flying, with a smile. She had her own grumpy days and those days... were many since she wasn't quite a morning person, she was more of a night owl. So she could understand where Humfrey Two might be coming from

"Its quite alright. I don't believe I have any more questions. You were quite thorough about the adoption process over the phone." Paetrisah gave an apologetic smile. She remembered how she had kept the poor woman on the phone for hours until she had full understanding and until she could accept the fact that there was magic, not too mention an entire land of magic.

"I have the perfect name. Aphrael. Its a name from a novel I read. The little girl was so charming! She could make everyone and anyone hold her and she loved giving kisses. It just seemed so perfect!" The young woman was glowing as she spoke.

Paetrisah slipped the journal under her arm and smiled happily. The adoption process was complete. She was taking home a little girl though it may be a prism at the moment. There was so much she wanted to do for the little girl and preperations left undone.

"Thank you. I'll make sure to write in the journal dutiful and to take good care of her."

With all said and done she walked out of the shop and started for home. But not too far along she remembered something she hadn't asked on the phone. She hoped that Odyssey had the answer and ran back into the shop.

As she bursted through the entrance, she asked breathlessly, "I'm sorry, but I forgot to ask you about how I should take care of Aphrael as a prism. I know asked you about her when she would be a baby and in human form but I must of blanked out. Should I polish her? Should I read to her? Leave her in the sunlight or any light source so she can shed her rainbow colors? Should she placed anywhere or in something in particular?"

The questions spilled from her lips. How could she have forgotten to ask such important questions. She must have been too excited, she would need to be careful and try to restrain her excitement from now on.