Estecia Castle
 

With each step she takes, the walls seem to whisper to her. For a time the softened voices seem incomprehensible to her, like a slow, long breath that is carried away with the cool drafts that blow through the stone walls. She stops for a moment, having heard what she thinks to be the laughter of a very young child. Her interest now sparked, she crouches down next to the wall and listens carefully.

The child, a male infant, laughs again, as though he's being tickled. Shortly after a woman's voice, which sounds young but wise, laughs as well, seems she was doing the tickling. Now a man, whose voice seems hardened with a heart of distrust but also the softness of affection speaks up.

"Why didn't you ever tell me you were pregnant?"

There's a short pause, which is interrupted by a slight coo from the infant. "I didn't want to upset you further.. I wanted to give you hope."

"Hope?"

"Hope that there was at least a chance for me.. I was doomed the moment another life was growing inside of me. I wanted for you to feel... that you had done all you could. I realize now that the exact opposite happened.. I'm sorry.."

There's another pause. "It's all right.." The baby infant's laughter drifts away with another draft.

For the first time in several months, Ayn gives a genuine smile as she stands.

((Welcome to Gale Ayn's Castle. The castle has many many unexplored rooms, although the definitive rooms are the library, the kitchen, a dungeon in the basement, a locked treasure room, and a courtyard out back with four graves. Inquire about the graves to a resident if you wish, as there's a character limit and I can't fit it all in here x_x. As there are many rooms in the castle, if you prove yourself benevolent to Ayn she will allow you to stay for a time. Pillaging is punishable by death, please have respect for the previous owner.))

A cloaked figure walks up towards the entrance of the castle grounds, looking up towards it's hights. He makes his way in and comes to a rather large door, a knocker to the side of it. he could easily just enter the castle if he had wanted, any place that the wind could go, he too could go.

The thunderouse sounds of the knocker against the door rangt out into the castle as he used it to hit the door. he stopped after a bit and stood there, grean eyes looking towards the articulate detail placed into the crafting of such a door. he was here for a reason... mostly becouse he had heard of his death...

Sander wanders up the long path to the back door of the castle. Its massive stone walls towering above the area he looks up to see some lights in some of the windows, but many are dark and lonesome. He knocks on the smaller back door and awaits an answer.

I wonder if anyones here. Sander buttons up his suit jacket, underneath it are his trusty revolvers and inside the left pocket a pair of sunglasses. Sander adjusts the fedora on his head to keep the moisture dripping off the castle from landing in his face.

I....hope somebodys here.

In another part of the castle, far out of knowledge of the demon's appearance, a girl of about 14 sits in a library. She is pouring over a book about magicks that are dark and powerful, slowly repeating the words to her memory. Strawberry blonde hair falls in her face, which she pushes away with a slender hand. This action reveals the mirror-like blue eyes. Roselenna, or Rose, as she is known by, continues her studies. Although she proclaims to be good, Rose has demon blood in her and obbsesses herself with dark magic. For such a young age, she's a powerful force to be reckoned with, but as of now, that power is still not harnessed and often does more harm then good.

With an expasterated sigh, Rose slams the book against a table and stares out a window.

"Stupid incantation. It's not worth my time...I can do the spell without the words."

An aged man who hardly look frail stands by the window, glancing at Rose and then back outside. He had sensed the battle between Loren, the woman he had met at the Cafe, and the Demon, Legion. Much to his astonishment, she had trounced the beast. Perhaps there was more too here... "Be patient, child. I'm beginning to see why my son was willing to train you. There's a good deal of power bottled up in there." The man glides to a bookshelf and in a fluid motion takes and opens a tome.

((Damnit, forgot the visitors.))

A young blonde woman opens the gates to the castle, staring at the men outside. "May I help you too? This isn't exactly a tourist attraction." Lara yawns boredly, though visitors was certainly somethign new.

The figure looks up towards the man. His eyes widdened for a slight moment before he shook his head. he had thought that he had seen gale for a moment, but no... this was an older man. He smiled slightly then spoke out towards the man, letting the wind carry his voice slightly.

"Hello, would you be the new owner of this Castle?"

*Sander walks into the castle.*

I've heard a lot about this place, and don't wanna miss out on any of the grand stories that originate from here.

Sander wanders around the halls of the castle for a while, checking out rooms, poking his head in places it probably doesn't belong. He then opens a door to a room with a light on and sees a young girl who appears to be practicing spellcraft. He tries his best to greet her with a warm smile hoping for the same in return, seeing as he's not here to make any enemies, at least yet.

Hello there, I'm new to here, the names Sander Nadir, might I ask what your name is young lady?

"Wa-wait! You can't just walk in! This isn't your house! How would you feel if I-oh they're not even listening." Shaking her head Lara shut the doors to the castle and walks back inside.

Onarav didn't bother to speak until he himself was addressed, at which point he looked up from his book to face the man. "My late son's castle, previously. I suppose it belongs to me Avalon's girl, who is a daughter of sorts. So I suppose, it'd be his sister's castle now. What buisness do you have here?" The Abbissian lord folds his arms across his chest, highlighting just how much larger he was compared to the others inhabitants of the castle.

The figure nodded slightly. "So you are his father... I was once a comrad of Gale's, a good friend at one point, even an aly. I merely wished to converse with whome may reside within this castle."

Rose sighs and stares out the window, moodily pursing her lips. "That's all I've ever heard. Great power, great power. If I'm so powerful, how come I let Biannca ((..sp? damn, it's been awhile. @_@)) die? How come I couldn't stop Legion? ...How come I can't even do a stupid spell?" Suddenly realizing there were guests in the castle, she stops her tirade and glances at them. "My name is Roselenna, or Rose, for short. May I help you?"

Sander smiles at her again, seeing that he startled her.

Hi Rose, as I said, I'm Sander. I'm just looking for someone to talk to here instead of wandering around by myself. Do you mind?

He keeps trying not to look hostile to the girl, which is hard to do for someone in a menacing looking suit.

"uhm..sure. I need a break from this stupid book anyway." Rose is not in the least intimidated by Sander. She's seen more meancing and distrubing things in her short life.

Sander sees that she's not scared of him and walks into the room.

So what exactly is in the book? I'm an old man who's seen everything except for a book like that. He looks at the book with interest.

Ayn stands next to Lara, glancing around at the newcomers. "Hm, this is nothing new." Her tone is a mixture of amusement and bewilderment, as she always wondered what attracted people to this place. It was always kind of dark and damp, and it sort of smelled funny, like blood and body odor. She grins, amused at the picture forming in her mind of her lost brothers fighting over deoderant.

She gives the book a disgusted glance. "Auznu's Tomb of Black Arts. Auznu, however, was a idiot. You can take a look if you want." She pushes the book towards Sander.

Sander looks at the book and quickly shuts it.

Totally beyond me. Man of practicalities here. You really spend all this time learning this stuff? You must be one intelligent young lady.

She shrugs casually. "There's nothing else to do but read since Ayn made this place a sanctuary of sorts. Certainly can't train like I used to with Gale." A cold flicker of memory passes over her eyes. "Not saying that's a totally bad thing, though. Anyway, Sander. What made you journey to this lost place?"

Sander thinks for a second.

Stories...I heard a lot of stories about this place. Its quite famous. And I always wanted to be a part of it. Figured nows as good a time as ever. Looked for it for a long time too. Then I met up with one of my old buddies who stopped in a while back, what only here for a short time. Idiot tried to loot one of the rooms, didn't turn out well for him.

But I'm here...and don't plan on leaving unless told to. Sander stares out the window. Not like I got anywhere to go anways.

"Legends. Is that what we are, and what this place has become?" Rose stares down at the moldy tomb. "I don't know if I'm happy with that. I don't want to be a legend yet." For the first time, something else creeps into Rose's voice. An ambitious qaulity of arrogance, that changes her whole outlook from innocent girl to ... something else.

((ooo, the mystery!))

"Eheh.. Just a conversation I overheard." Ayn stretches and smiles at Lara, then heads for the kitchen. "You want anything Lara?"

Avalon comes out after a long silence, stepping into the area from outside the castle. "Had myself an interesting walk.... Hmm, there's more people in the Castle. How come? Where is Vorena..?" With that he walks around, looking for his brother.

The figure nodded slightly. "My name is TZM, Gale was my friend. The last time we spoke, it was during bitter rivalry... a thing we had always had since we had met..."

TZM looked up knowing that Ayn was within the castle, he had wished to speak with her, but he would wait for a time.

Stroking his beard, Onarav looks up through a skylight, slowly glowing as the orange orb of the Sun rises. "Well, if former enemies of Gale find comfort here, you are welcome too, TZM. Make yourself at home."

Lara shakes her head and smiles herself. "I'm fine, it's just been so long since everyone's been in good spirits." The girl pulls back her hair and falls into a chair, humming to herself.
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Slowly they all returned, piece by piece, cell by cell, the nearly invincible demon reforms in the valley bellow the castle. Reforming cell, tissue, organs, muscles, bone, the demon takes slender, humanoid form. It could of been called a masculine woman, or a effeminate man, everything about it was blurred lines and shades of gray. Sitting naked on a pilliar in a shadow untouched by the dawn, the Demon calmly raisess his arm and catches a cloak flying through the wind, effortlessly wrapping himself, if 'he' could truly be called masculine, in it.

Wracking the collum with his claws, he thinks outloud, "How annoying, that six-thousand in one cannot overcome a child, a man divided in three, a fallen Angel, a artifical Demon, an old hag, and the little goddess girl. Brute force won't work on them, no no. Neither will my usual deceit. Even if I insare some, the others will be there to cut away the webs I sew. The lesser dogs weren't able to fell Loren, I'll need something more...evolved." The Demon pauses, as if waiting for the response of a second party.

A moment later, the Demon laughs. "Hah, I thought some of you might like that idea, but how can I trust you? Some of you still have feelings of independence. That won't do." The Demon pauses again, apparently carrying on a conversation with himself. "Hm...maybe one, two at the most. A sort of test run hm? I just have to decided on the who..."

Legion rises up throwing out his arms, clenching his claws, and letting out a howl of laughter. "Oh, we have a lot of work to do! Yes we do!" In a deeper, more menevolent tone, the Demon laughs and jumps off his perch, immediately forming wings out of his back and riding the morning gusts furthers down the valley. "I'll be baaaaaack, very soon..." With a final hyiena howl, the Demon disappears into the distance.

((If you want me to post more than a sentence, give me an excuse to use Legion. =P))

TZM chuckles slightly and nods once more. "Thank you sir." Suddenly his head snapped to the side, fealing a sudden surge of evil in a far off place. "what was...that?..." he continued looking that direction, as if attempting to sence where it had been coming from. he shook his head, his muscles no longer tenced and sighs slightly. For a moment, just a moment... he had belived it may have been Gale...

He looked up once more towards the man he had been speaking to. "Would you mind if I joined you within the library, I would actually enjoy speaking to you..."

Rose returns to the book, flipping through the pages until she finds the one she was at. "Why do I even bother? I'm in no mood to study." She muses to herself. As she reads the page without reading a single word, Rose thinks about all the events that had led her to the juncture in her life. With a sudden cold shiver, she realizes she is bored. The peace that reigned in Gale's castle was a far stretch from the harrowing adventure in New Myria or the rigorous training under One Avalon. Rose looks out the window. "I'm bored..."

Dax suddenly apeares somewhat nearby Rose, walking in and looking at a book. "Hey..." he didnt even look to her before taking a book out, skimming the pages and shaking his head. "it's always the butler..." He looks back towards her. "bored huh?... so am I..."

She flushes slightly, not having meant to be overheard. "It's not that type of bored...it's just, ever since I was born-and even before-there's always been something going on in my life. Some villian that needed to be stopped, the world needed to be saved...always something. Now there's peace...I feel useless. I don't know how to be at peace. You know what I mean?"

Dax looked towards her then sighed and sat down in a chair and looked towards her face. "You say that you have had something happening all the time with your life, and now you feal usless. You... you at least had a life. I was born four years ago, created by one's want to rid himself of his own darkness..." he smirked slightly. "You have had something to do all your life, when i have not... yeah, i had some fights, yeah, the occasional big bad guy to fight against... but it was never like you." he sighs slightly then looks to her. "I'm sorry... I know that my words arent what you may have wanted to hear..." he smiled slightly. "Enjoy what life you have, sure, you may have your downsides, but it will have it's up points." he chuckled. 'hell, if you want, we could spar."

Sander juts into Rose's conversation with Dax.

You make it seem like you live for nothing but fighting. Sure its something to do, but that doesn't make you worthless when your not fighting.

Sander stands up and turns to Dax. Hi there, the names Sander Nadir, yours?

"If you raise a person to create chairs, all their whole life they have not been able or allowed to do anything but make chairs, then suddenly tell them to stop making the chair, what happens? I don't think Ayn would let me spar with you.. She can handle being at peace so much better than I can. As for your upoints, I guess there's one, but by the same token it's a down point. There's something going on, I can feel it. Plans that are half-hatched, a type of...anticipation. But maybe it's just me." Shrugging carelessly, she walks over to the window and looks outside. "At least it's not raining again."

Sander look sat the young girl.

Your not an adult, you've still time to learn other paths in life. You could use some traveling. Not traveling looking for fights, just, being a bit nomadic for a few years or so. It would do ya good.

"I'm needed here...for one reason or another." She stares outside for a moment, obviously seeing more than the landscape had to offer. With a sudden spark in her attitude, she turns back to Sander and Dax. "You guys hungry or anything?"

Sander looks around trying to get the feeling of what the group consensus would be. But doesn't.

Uh...sure yeah I am. Haven't eaten in days. Maybe I'll meet some of the other people here too.

"Great! Come along with me." Leaving the library, Rose leads Sander on a dizzying series of twists and turns through the castle. She approaches a wall and stops. "There's a shortcut through here. This castle wasn't designed with short runs in mind." She pushes a brick on the wall and the door swings open smoothly, revealing a well lit passageway. "It's funny, this castle is the only home I've ever really had. My..mother and father...didn't have time for family life. They're warriors too...or, they were anyway." They reach the kitchen. "Help yourself."

Sander follows Rose to the kitchen, he starts making some food.

Well my parents, well my dad was a drunk. My mom was too stressed. I left home and have been wandering ever since. Don't look back either. I consider myself a wiser man for wandering the world and seeing what i've seen.

"My father drank too, then ran off and..well, I presume him to be dead. He didn't want anything to do with me anyway. And my mother..." Her voice becomes hesitant and a little confused. "The woman who gave birth to me, she's still alive. But my mother is dead...she died fighting Rand's creations." "Just like I should have died, too." Rose thinks. "But she stopped raising me after a while, so I came here. I fought for Gale, learned from him. But he's dead now." Her voice holds no remorse for her past choice to fight along Gale and against her friends and mother.

Parents, all adults for that matter, at human. They make mistakes, they do stupid things. I don't forgive my father.

Can I ask what you mean by your half-dead mother?

"****.." Rose twirls to confront the newcomer with eyes that blaze. "Come out of the shadows you hide in, coward." "And me without my sword...aw, ****, what if he knows I don't have it?"

He nods at seeing Vorena, and steps forward. "Yes, I was. Do you know who these people are roaming around the castle? Who let them in? I doubt this place has turned into a museum during my little stroll around the town."

Sander turns to face the newcomer in the kitchen, one hand grasping a short balde the other on a revolver he stands at the ready.

Show yourself...

Her tightly clenched jaws and fists relax. "Aw, man. You had me thinking it was Legion...can't you ever just use the door?" Her voice is half-joking, half-serious. "It's good to see you again, Swordstalker. Where've you been?"

Dax came in after the rest of them 'hey wheres the toilet?... oh... we have a visitor?..." he chuckled slightly. "Wow, your an interesting looking one, whats your story?..." he smiled looking to Wolf. "you know this guy i presume..."

Dax smiled slightly. "You can call me Dax... " he shook his hand. "swordstalker, interesting name."

"Fits his personality well enough." Rose relaxes slightly and walks over to the refrigerator. Pulling the door open, she ignores the icy blast and takes out a full pitcher of ice tea. "All Gale ever drank was wine, so there's plenty of that in the back, but does anybody else want some ice tea?" She moves over to the cupboard and takes out some glasses. "Anyway, Swordstalker...where have you been at? You left here suddenly."

Dax slowly turns his head in hearing Gale's name. "Gale... I knew Gale... although every time we even saw each other, we ended up fighting." he looked to her and shook his head. "That was back when i was merely... TZM's Dark side, and blinded by my own evil and hatred... Ironically, Gale was rather pure at the time... life has cruel irony within it..."

"Yeah, it really does." She takes a drink from her beverage and studies Dax. "So you're kind of like the Gins. Part of a whole...I wonder what that's like. I've always been one complete person. My dark side and my good side...they seem to be the same side."

Dax sighs slightly. "So as is aid, i have no childhood, no past really... No life..." he sighed then looked to Wolf. "I envy you..."

Sander takes some of the iced tea from the fridge. Best drink on earth...

Sander listens to the other people talking about their lives.

You guys shouldn't live with so many regrets. He unbuttons his suit coat. Dwelling on your pasts...its not gonna get any of you anywhere.

"I'm not dwelling. I'm reviewing...besides, you can learn from your past." Rose looks at Dax. "There's very little to envy about me, Dax. By all rights, I should be dead right now for numerous reasons."

Wandering from one small group of people to the next, Ayn finds herself standing next to Rose. She looks at Dax and Sander with an arched eyebrow, then glances at Rose. "Hey Rose, who are your friends?"

"That's Dax, and that's Sander. You remember Swordstalker." Rose gestures to each person in order. She then looks over at Ayn. "What's going on, Ayn? Were we on the news or something, because the castle became really popular all of the sudden."

Ayn shrugs. "This castle was Gale's for a while, I guess news is starting to spread that that's no longer the case." She yawns and stretches. "I don't care, not really. As long as they're not being disrespectful or they're trying to harm anyone, they can stay."

Rose winces slightly. "That rule of yours is sure making this place boring enough to be a museum, you know. Nothing's...happening. Everybody is just, at peace. Where's the excitment in that?"

Sander walks foreward and shakes Ayn's hand. Pleasure to meet you ma'm, the names Sander Nadir. Thanks for letting me stay here. I hope you don't mind my...presence.

((rawr, no time today, got to go to a viola lesson.))

Ayn looks at Rose, confused. She scratches her head, trying to understand. "What's wrong with having peace every once in a while? I've had all sorts of people on my *** all my life, it's kind of nice to have a bit of peace and quiet. Gives me time to think." Ayn becomes interested in Rose's book and takes it, examining the cover and binding.

Edit: ((@_@ sorry))

Ayn looks surprised at Sander shaking her hand, then after studying his face for a few seconds, shakes his hand. "Like I said, I don't mind as long as you're respectful. This place is a sense of comfort to me, I hate to think about what I'd do if someone damaged it."

"Yeah, peace is nice for a little bit...but it got old real fast. There's nothing to do but study and read, and I can't even test out what I learn." Rose watches Ayn inspect her book and a question pops into her head. "Hey, Ayn, how come you can touch stuff like that? That tomb has an enchanment on it that's suppossed to ward off holy magic. Isn't that what you use?"

((no...I'm not bull****ting my posts. Reaallly. -_-;; ))

Ayn looks perplexed. "That's a good question. I guess it's because it's just my aura that has holy properties." She pauses for a minute. "Now that you mention it, it does kind of tingle when I hold it." Ayn hands the book back to Rose.

((BS'ing posts is what we do best =P))

She takes it and runs her hand over the cover. "Ayn, I..." She bites her lip and places the book on the counter. "Do you think you could teach me anything? About...fighting. Or..how to be at peace?" Obviously not what she was going to ask at first. Still, she's ready to learn.

((...meh, there's nothing better to do. Minus well learn something? x_x))

The woman collapses to her knees, the concept of air alien to her, the grass in her fist as she grips it a sensation she hadn't felt for several thousand years, her eyes seeing on their own for once as they stare down in an air-crazed panic. She stays on the ground, gasping and hacking for a few minutes before calming down.

Now Alyce stands before Legion. She is a curvacious woman looking to be about the age of 20, with soft blonde hair that has a tint of red falling to slightly past her shoulders. Her eyes glow a slight red, and she crosses her arms.

"Don't I get clothes?"

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Ayn looks even more confused. "You want to know how to fight? I probably wouldn't be the best person to ask, really. You'd probably have better luck asking one of my.. dads."

"Gale told me once that if you know how your opposite works, you can use it to your advantage." Rose suddenly turns bright red. "Oh, ****, no. I'm sorry, Ayn..."

Dax looks to Rose then to Ayn. "whats going on?!" he looks to Ayn for a moment. "wow, cant even remember an old friend eh Ayn? I changed my anme, you may have once known me as DTZM..."

"You wanted me to target a specific person in the castle. How am I supposed to deceive them if I'm naked?" Her stomach growls loudly, which comes as a slight surprise to her. "Any interesting males in there?"

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Ayn smiles slightly and sits next to Rose. "Hey. Don't worry about it, it's ok. I was.. really upset a while back because I thought Gale was in so much pain, but now that I think about it.." She pauses, thinking. "..He's not in pain anymore. That's comforting to me." She then looks up at Dax, studying his face. "Well I'll be damned. Where the hell have you been?"

Dax chuckled. 'Around I guess..." he looked out the window then frowned, walking forth towards it and pearing down. he turned and shook his head. "great... HE's here..." He looks to Rose and Ayn, taking a chair, spinning it around, then sittingt in it backwards. "My other half... Oh 'holier than though' and all of that Bull ****"

Rose glances at Ayn to make sure she's okay and returns her eye-study to the book. "I guess. He was very..angry. I hope that he's not anymore." A touch of the idolization she once felt by Gale returns to her voice. She then looks at Swordstalker. "Are you still after my sword?"

Onarav nods at TZM and offers him a seat. "Of course not, new, good, company has been rare. Please, sit down."
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Legion rolls his eyes and reaches behind a rock. He tosses a bag over to Alyce aftet grabbing garb resembling what he is typically found in. "Interesting men? What makes you believe I'd know what your kind finds interesting?"

Dax smiled then chuckled slightly. "well, gale always was... interesting."

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TZM seamingly effortlessly floats up then disapears and reapears within the room, sitting in the chair before Onarov. "I'm sorry if i interupted your reading sir, i do not meen to intrude in any way"

The older man lets out a laugh, he seems strangely relaxed here. "Think nothing of it, lad. Now, tell me how you know my family."
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Fully clothed in his regular outfit, Legion runs a hand through his long raven hair. "Humph. I am the end result of a completed puzzle. While all knowledge of my Demons is known to me, it doesn't mean I have interest. Just do your job, and maybe you can stay out here a while." Legion turns from Alyce and begins to head in a direction opposite of the castle. "Behave now, I'll have my eye on you!" In a fit of laughter, Legion prances off into the nearby forest.

((Yes, Legion does indeed prance.))

Dax sighed slightly. "I'm gunna go out for a bit for a smoke... see the rest of you later ok?..." he walked out side the door and started down the hall untill he exited the castle, lighting his cig as usual. "Man... i needed some time from all that... and the poetry... heh"

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TZM nodded. "I met gale when we were both rather young, or at least i was anyways, and we bacame friends fast, as well as a rivalry quickly began..." He continues for for awhile, giving most of the information. "I lost KB and then came back here with my new abilities and strengths... Gale and I met once again, but he seemed different, he had changed... or maybe I had not enough... after a time I was 'tested'... placed into Hell's Maw... I escaped somewhat recently, only to find Gale's death had come..." he sighed and paused. "I'm sorry for going on for so long..."

Rose watches Swordstalker leave, a flutter of confusion and guilt crossing her face. "Crud...hey, Ayn...I'll catch up with you in a bit, okay?" Rose walks after Bernhard. "Swordstalker? You out here?"

Sander has just been standing around listening to conversation. Hes observing more than actually listening though. Studying the peoples movements and personalities, just trying to get a feel for the place. Everyone seems plesant enough, but he senses that underlying layer of the past in everyones soul.

So uh, what do you guys do for fun around here?

He gives a nod to Vorena after his last statement, then turns to Sander. "It's funny, we haven't had time for fun yet."

"Have you guys seen Swordstalker?" Rose enters the library, a look of concern stamped on her face. "He left the kitchen a little while ago, I can't find him anywhere. Doesn't help that he can dissolve into the shadows, either...I need to tell him I'm sorry." Rose seems to be both guilty and frustrated.

TZM smiled slightly then nodded. "yeah... i knew Ayn, her and I were good friends." he chuckled slightly, looking away. "she was actually... the first wonman i ever had fealings for..." her looked to him. "We were never anything but I remember that fact... It's kinda funny really." he smiled again but slowly the smile left him. "Then there was KB... and... well" he stopped again, closing his eyes. "I'm sorry... emotions are hard to keap under control even for me..." he shook his head again slightly. "I hope my story has had some entertainment for you."

A yellow-eyed man dressed in a sleeveless gray soldier-esque looking outfit walks over to Avalon, adjusting his two shoulder pauldrons and tugging at his black cape. "Seems like numbers continue to grow in this cozy place, eh Gin?" The rather large sword on his back slips a bit and he tugs at his scabbard belt to secure it.

((I hope you can all welcome me back with a new name =P))

((If only i had any clue who ya were...))

Sander turns to (whoever your character is D1L) with a look of surprise. You have no time for fun here? With all the time you spend here there's gotta be somethin to do besides shoot the breeze and stand around bored to tears.

Sander pulls what looks like a racquetball out of his pocket and starts bouncing it on the floor.

I'm an energetic guy sometimes I just can't stand still...

((Welcome back, Cloud. ...jee, Shadow, you're a dum dum.))

Rose sighs and sits at a table in the library, staring down the rows of books and wondering what to do next. "I've destroyed so many friendships, so many trusts. I don't want..I can't...let that happen again." She muses, and starts to wonder where the gargoyle would disappear off to.

DTZM walked in to the library where Rose sits, putting out his cig and noticing that she looked down. "is something wrong?..." he walked over and leaned against the wall nearby.

Sander, still just walking around bouncing a ball around takes a seat in a chair and starts rolling the ball in between his hands.

*yawns* I'm gettin a bit tired....time to sleep soon.

((*cough cough* bullshit post *cough cough*))

"Huh? Oh...I think I made Bern mad at me. Guess with all of the shit already going on, it's kind of taking a toll on me. I hope he comes back." Rose cracks her neck and gazes up at DTZM. "What are you up to?"