before I knew it mir had us in her own space separate from reality. so long as its up we don't exist nobody out side can hear us, we lied their on my bed. all I could do is was look at her, while she tied to sit up. little things drew my attention like how short her hair is compared to me. then their are things I cant help but stair like her eyes and how its lack of white makes me uneasy all sea of black surrounding a red ring just looking is so mystifying. next her horns unlike her eyes i find her horns rather cute. they so smooth and the light red color dose not help matching her skin I find myself wanting to bite them just to see how hard it is. 

while lie their deep in thought she reaches out both her hands wearing in black silk gloves. while sitting up you can see the hug gap in her dress revealing her backside.

"mir why do you always wear that one pace?"  I asked accidentally

the turns around and looks at me. with a soft smirk, while also revealing the front half of the dress. she started to move her lips as to answer my question.

" its simple really." she closed her eyes and the smirk  she dawned evolved to a grin. she continued what sh was saying.

"emotional energy is at its prime when you feel your best and I feel mine when I'm looking mine and this dress is apart of it....." she goes silent for a moment, after a few minutes she turns back around.

"okay can we please focus." she holds her hands back out. energy quick began to form from her hands. that energy gathered together to make a round thin glass mirror without a frame. if I'm remembering right that's Pocket Mirror. a technique she uses a lot she can project mirrors information and interact with other mirrors.

"okay so as I said earlier a new deviant has entered our territory" mir spoke while the pocket mirror displayed a strange shadow 

"i'm not sure if he is a threat or not sure if he's a threat or not" the mirror displayed the time he entered the town as well as places hes been. it looks like at around 12 am is when mir lost track of him. and hes 7,4.

" how did you lose a guy that?" questioned while going over more information.

"for a tall guy he is light on his feet." she answered with embarrassment.

my hands started to tingle from me pushing off the bed trying to get up. once on my feet it became hard to move. those legs of mine took the liberty of falling sleep on me. I swayed a lot making my way to the window across from my bed. when final met i rested my arm on the banister, and gazed out the window.

"tomorrows a weekend so Saturday and Sunday i will do some digging" which was my plan but little did I know that deviant had plans  that had plans bigger than mine,

"another day alone sucks being 21. cody did you take my brush......cody!"

"doty its just  brush im trying to sleep here. doty?

the next morning police pulled up at a house around my neighborhood......