[original entry for all]

You roll through the door and last in the middle of a glowing blue circle. A man with bunny ears taps his staff to the ground sealing the circle.
Try as you might you cannot move. A young girl walks over to you, a glowing black flame swirls around her in a circle. She speaks to you in calm, yet eerie voice. "Hello I am the Keeper if this door." she raised her hand and your back begins to burn, you scream in agony, the creature using your body screams in your head. She announces, "You have made a contract."
The prince steps toward you and hits you square in the chest, you fall back and your creature sprawls to the floor behind you released from your body, still locked in the circle. It cannot move either.
The girl begins to speak again, "That pain you felt...you will feel it while that creature uses your body." She waves her hands in the air and the creature dissolves, something new appears on your person.
The prince lifts the circle with a tap on the ground, it turns parallel with your body, and you are lifted from the ground. The circle passes through you and you feel a surge of energy and fall to the floor.
"Your creatures powers have been sealed inside of you, your creature has been sealed in an artifact. You can now release your creature without its powers, and it can maintain its shape in this world."
The flames beneath the girl flare up, and a black unicorn stands before you. She speaks again,"You have two choices. You can join me, or I will cast you back into the Abyss," the unicorn stomps its feet on the ground and a black goo forms before you and you slowly start sinking in...
The choice is clear, and you grip her hand. The unicorn stomps again and the goo disperses.
"Welcome to the Mansion," the prince bows
"Please join us for tea," the unicorn returns to the girls shadow which has returned to normal, as she leads you out of the room.

Bae writhed there on the floor while his creature paced in protective circles around him. It's tail was flicking. He snapped his fingers to call it over, for it had no name. He wouldn't name it. It was only killing him in the end. It trotted over, a soft growl in it's throat. "Sh" he commanded. It promptly silenced. He grabbed the fur around it's neck and pulled himself to a sitting position. It nuzzled his chest. He slapped it away. He used the aid of the creature again to stand up. "Come." he said to it. He would teach it commands in the language of High Daemons later, but for now... He cautiously creeped to the door. It was a struggle to keep his wings from unfurling in his anger. Anger at what? Nothing. Was it fear? Most likely.

"Do not be alarmed," the Keeper said as she walked away from him, "This place is magical, we exist in our own realm inside this mansion. You do not have to hide anything from me."
The Prince swung open the door for The Keeper, pulling a black door similar to the door into the Abyss, but reveals a grand hall instead. A grand staircase is parted by a beautiful glass chandelier. He turns to the newcomer, "Please go select a room, the others should be about the mansion. We will brief you on your first assignment soon," he glanced up at a giant silent clock that has been stuck on the 11:59 position for 100 years, and a frown donned his face as he turned to walk behind The Keeper, out of the room.

Bae was still cautios when he said to go pick a room. 'What personal belongings do i have?' he asked himself. Bbut he did not wish to speak, he went to the door and promtly entered. He shut the door behind him. As soon as it clicked, it was gone. He shivered and unfurled his wings. He flew straight up the huge steps and turned a corner. It seemed as though doorways lined the hallway. He glanced the other way and doors did the same. It seemed endless. He opened one door and glanced inside. "Perfect" he muttered. It came up to his side and tromped in. He drank in the surroundings. A Victorian style room gazed back at him. Beautiful decorum.

Red stood frozen at the top of the stairs, almost being knocked over as someone flew past her a lightning speed and right into a room. After regaining her balance she took a deep breath and continued on her way. She looked around a while before she came across a wood door that looked like it had been rubbed smooth by years of usage, traces of gold and bronze paint caressing the edges of each carved design. Red ran her hand over the wood carvings before grasping the cold, woven steel door knob and slowly pushing the door open. The room was decorated in faded color that told the was once bright and vivid in color. it looked it was built in the medieval era, but had been left untouched for many years. Even the brushes and accessories were still placed straight and neatly on the soft pink marble topped vanity. She ran her fingers lightly over the trinkets, brushing away dirt and small cobwebs as she did before Daemon jumped and landed on the bed with a big WHOMP, breaking her from her trance like state. "This is nice, gives off a creepy, haunted vibe doesn't it." He said, flattening out the blanket at his sides. "Actually, i thought it was the opposite, quite peaceful." she said, quietly. Daemon let out a sarcastic gag, "You still think like a mortal, and mortals make me sick when they talk about peace and order with out chaos. I prefer chaos." he said, running hand through his hair. Red rolled her eyes, "Yeah, i know. but, i like this room. it perfect." Daemon cocked his eyebrow, "And isolated, this room is hidden by a small wall jutting out of another wall." he said, crossing his hands behind his head. "So....i like the quiet."
"No, you like being alone ya freak, your weird and helpless and thats why it was easy to get you to agree to our little contract. Your weak, and the weak like to be alone." Red's temper started to grow inside her, she hated it when people called her weak and useless, and Daemon like to call that because he liked her when she was angry. She felt like slapping him across the face but, as usual, she hid her feelings behind a smile. "I may be weak but you still live me right." she said, looking hard into his crystal white eyes. He grunted and looked at the ceiling. Red knew that would shut him up a least a little while, he hated admitting he and Red actually had a close relationship, because to him, admitting that would be the equivalent to the worst torture you could think of. "The taste of blood on my fingers and screams of pain are the only things i love, girly" He said, grinning madly before standing up and moving over to the window sill. Red shrugged and retied the skirt around her waist before walking out of the room and leaving Daemon be. "I wonder who else is here?" she said to herself as she peeked out from behind the wall that was hiding her new room.

Noxi growled quietly to herself, her hands shoved into her pockets as she tilted her head down, a baseball cap shading her eyes. She looked over at her creature, a light frown on her face. This creature was a bit strange, and like nothing she had ever seen. Though, it seemed pretty cool - both physically and in nature. She had just departed from that weird Keeper person and the prince dude with the weird ears, off looking for her room. Her creature remained close to her, his fur rubbing against her sides, yet she could walk perfectly well. She glanced up at him, then smiled faintly as he bounded off to sniff some random wall before trotting back to her. It almost seemed like he made a purr in the back of his throat. My name is Gorine, little contractor. Knox froze, glancing at him with wonder, then it clicked in her brain (which was still a little foggy by now) that it was telekinesis.

She then chuckled quietly, tilting her head and trying to think back at him. The crea- Gorine bobbed his head up and down. Noxi then. Well formalities are kind of odd, considering I'm going to be dragging you off sometime in the latter future. But hey, whatever. Can we sleep now? I'm beat. Noxi grinned, shaking her head in disbelief. "You're a weirdo, Reed. Can I call you that?" She mumbled, patting him on the neck. Yeah well, look at you already. And whatever you want is fine. Though only you can use such a name. Seriously though, find a room already. And with that, he bounded forward once more.

The two were in an empty hallway, thank goodness. I couldn't take running into the other creeps that are supposedly around. Contract. Bleh. and they took a turn, coming to a narrow staircase. Noxi and Reed ascended easily, though there were some troubling creaking sounds, and Knox almost fell if not for Gorine catching her on his muzzle and pushing her back up. There was a tiny hallway with a door at the end, and the two immediately approached it. Though, because it was so narrow all the way up, Noxi led with Reed behind. She turned the doorknob, paying no attention to details, and her eyes narrowed by the sudden burst of sunlight through a window.

The girl scratched her head, stepping in and making room for Reed who immediately went to check out the bed. "So creepy doll-face said that you had a second form, y'know, for around other mortals?" Reed turned to her, tilting his head and nodding. It almost looked as if he were smiling. I have many forms, little contractor. Primarily it is the one I am in currently. The others are that of fog, ears, a necklace, and also a human form. The fem just listened quietly, leaning against the wall with her hands behind her back. But she froze when he said human form. "H-human form? I can't really... picture you being a human...." She trailed off lightly, getting up from her position and wandering over to the bed as well, hopping onto it and enjoying the soft yet firm mattress. She took this time to finally look around, noting the details.

The room was pretty mellow; there was a carpet around the bed and windows, but the rest was a rich red and brown mahogany flooring. The carpet was a dull grey, the walls a faint gold and cream. It seemed like they were in some sort of attic though, with the roof angles and the windows. "It's perfect, I think. But seriously, I don't know how you and I are going to fit on that b-" The girl was cut off by Reed once more. Human form, remember little contractor~ Noxi froze yet again, a look of comical horror on her face. "What, you mean you're going to be sleeping with me as-as, what!?" She groaned, slapping her hand to her forehead and dragging it down her face. Well I'm certainly not sleeping on that cold floor. It's not good for my back, you know. She simply rolled her eyes with a chuckle. "Fine, but I'm watching you." Reed flashed her a smirk We'll see. Was all he said, and with that, Knox shifted to one of the corners of the bed while he made himself comfortable on the mattress, and continued to gaze about her room. "We do have to go down for tea, though. I don't think I want to. Creepy Doll-Face and Bunnicula probably poisoned the bloody stuff. I just got back from the dead, I don't plan on going back so soon!!" She whined with slight dramatics, and leaned against the wooden post of the bed.

He exited the room closing the door before It got out. As always it still managed to stay by his side. He crossed the short carpeted expanse of floor and gazed onto the most beautiful head of hair he had ever seen. It was the essence of Red. He disrupted the veil of silence with a soft ,"Hi". he had obviously startled her. It started to growl. "Shh!" he commanded. It was like a dog, but 100 times more dangerous.

Amaya & Cho

"Are you going to sit like that all day? You're so dreadfully boring when you get like this." Cho whined, pacing around Amaya like a vulture waiting for the perfect time to snatch her attention.
Amaya, like every day at this time, was taking a moment to meditate and breath. She liked the times when it felt as if there were no time. Or at least, when there was no Cho. Sitting on the floor, she sat back on her ankles, knees folded, and with the straightest posture. Her hands rested in her lap, and her face was solid and empty. She sat in the front hall, near the entrance doors, so she could double this time as people watching even if she spent the majority of the time with her eyes closed. It was interesting to see the sort of people (and creatures, for that matter) came passing by. It seemed as though her and Cho were the only ones who had yet to form any sort of close bond. Amaya was indifferent, Cho thought Amaya insufferable. None the less, Cho could never wander far from her. Maybe that was the part that made this life so insufferable to her. Never the less, it is what it is.
Cho, disgruntled and impatient that she had yet to get any sort of reaction out of Amaya what so ever, snorted in annoyance.
"You know, it's rude to ignore people when they are talking to you!" Cho continued, itching to get something out of her.
Hoping a response would give her a few moments uninterrupted, Amaya peaked an eye open. "It is also rude to interrupt some when they clearly do not wish to talk." Amaya finally spoke, her tone neither joking nor purposefully mean. It was, and she was, indifferent.
"You have some nerve, you know! I don't know how I put up with such disrespect! That's it, I'm leaving."
"You won't get far, Cho. You never do."
This angered Cho further, she scoffed at it. Stuttering at the unfortunate truth of what Amaya had said, Cho continued her tirade. Stomping up the stairs, she fumed and grumbled to herself, passing a flying Bae. Reaching the top of the stairs, she continued down the hall, continuing to grumble, only letting her anger fester. Seeing Red peaking out of the a wall and Bae, the one who had passed her on the stairs, she addressed them.
"If you're looking for someone to talk to, it better not be that princess down the stairs. Oh no, she'll bite your head off for trying!!"
She was exaggerating, of course, but in her mind that is how the incident went down. Although she had no reason to talk to them, she felt like being spiteful. It was also a bit of a habit of hers to wander off and talk to the other people without Amaya. After all, they didn't get along. She was always a bit of a drama queen, Cho was. But being even down this hallway made her feel as if she had strayed too far from Amaya and she was rethinking going back. But first, she was going to make up some excuse for absolutely having to. Not that Amaya would believe it.
Amaya continued to sit where she was, unaware of Cho's actions and not really caring either way. Really, she was just happy for the quiet. Cho's constant whining wore even the most patient of people's nerves down. Now she just had to wait for her to come back, as she always did.

Red watched silently as another girl arrived from her position behind the wall. When the girls creature came near her, she smiled at and mouthed the word "hi" before is walked away. "Wow, stalker-ish much Red." Red jumped and turned around and almost punched Daemon. He grabbed her fist instead, "Control yourself girly, and let your guard down, you too on edge." He said, still not letting go of her fist. "Your the one who scared me, and i've told you before that i'm always shy at first when i meet new people, i'm not about to just run out there and make a fool of myself. Last thing i want is to come of as some nervous freak." she said, peeking back out around the wall. "Whatever, you already are weird.....Amanda." Red cringed, "Don't... Call me that."
"And why not?"
"Because you know i hate being called by my first name."
"But why?"
"I just hate being called that okay."
In truth, Red had no idea why she hated being called by her first name, she just did. She woke up in the abyss hating that name and always has since. Daemon rolled his eye and transformed into a skin tight gold band that wrapped around her neck, his secondary form. "Well, if your going to stay out and watch people arrive, i might as well do the same." he whispered, making Red giggle a little at the vibrations he caused when he talked that tickled her neck.

Red's head shot up as she was yelled at by the winged girl that had spotted her, "I-i'm fine." Red stuttered and backed away a little bit. "Smooooooooth Red, you really made them respect you now."
"Shut up Daemon, and stop talking, it tickles." she mumbled as she watched the girl turn around and walk back in the direction she came from.

"Here is your new contract." Her voice slipped silkily through the air and flowed around Gwyn like the darkness through which he couldn't see. He cried out as he felt his back and soon his whole body burn, stabbed by some unnamed agony. Faintly, he heard her voice continue in a small corner of his mind as the pain consumed him. "Remember that this is your only, final chance."

In the Door chamber of the Keeper's mansion, the giant silent clock began to tick. A loud creaking sound groaned and then the minute hand slid forward to come at a rest parallel to its shorter counterpart. A bell began to ring ponderously, sending a resonating sound through the air.

Gwyn's consciousness blurred in an out. As he did, he heard the tolling of a bell softly growing louder and louder in his ears. 12 strikes. Then nothing. He was in the Abyss. He was moving. His demon was with him and then apart.

Gwyn opened his eyes. He realized that the pain had stopped and that he must have lost consciousness. He looked around, lost for a moment. "Where-?"

"The Keeper of the Door's mansion," an amused voice whispered in his head. "It might take a little while for your memories to clear up. Don't worry. I'll explain it to you again if need be." Gwyn shook his head wordlessly. The previous events were like a blur in his mind. Abyss, contract, Keeper. His demon slipped away from him both mentally and physically and then a magnificent animal was standing beside him. She was like a wolf, but her ears were pointed and longer than what would be considered usual and her long fur spread out. "Come choose your sleeping quarters and then show me around. I feel like seeing who else is around here."

Gwyn nodded and reached up to his hood. His hands froze halfway and then dropped down to his sides again. "Let's go."

Cho, finding little to no amusement in a girl sputtering not even five words to her and talking to necklaces, made her way back down the stairs. She found Amaya right as she had left her. Cho sighed, her irritation now curbed with boredom. Her moods were so flighty, it was hard to tell what she was really feeling, that is, if demons really did feel things. Amaya didn't even open her eyes to let out a quiet, "Welcome back."
Cho rolled her eyes and plopped down beside her on the floor. "Nothing better to do," she said, passing it off and letting out a long groan afterwords, signifying her complaints. She perked up, however, when the doors began to open. This was the second time today a new person had come through, and Cho was always interested in the new people. Especially the males. Using her wings to lift her back up to her feet in a split second, she starred intently at the door. Amaya was vaguely interested, but compared to Cho, there was barely any. She did, however, open her eyes and wait for the next one to inevitably rush up the stairs without taking notice of her, or to be greeted to death by Cho. This was the norm around here.
And right on queue, Cho flew at Gwyn as soon as he reached the inside of the mansion. He had a sort of...was it a wolf? Either way, it was most certainly his creature. Amaya wondered how his creature would react to Cho being so up close and personal without much introduction.
"Hi there," Cho said slowly, starring intently at the new male. "Looks like someone needs a tour guide, huh? My names Cho." She laughed smugly, her intent more than obvious. Amaya scowled, not sure how to interrupt the situation properly. Or even if she had to. I mean, she was her creature after all. Was it really her responsibility?
"Cho, please stop. You're going to scare him more than anything." Amaya said bluntly, a little embarrassed that she had to clean up what ever Cho decided to or not to do.

Sly stood before the door, staring. He had been doing so for the past half-hour or so. His face was an eternal one of unamusement. The room behind it was nonexistant...and, yet, physically there. So here he stood, wondering, pondering, fighting with logic. Perhaps his mind was playing tricks. Opening the door, he was welcomed to a shadowed room, no end in sight; only darkness. He did not grope for a lightswitch; he knew already that it was not there. With a "hm", he folded his arms, gaining no answers or insight from the silent mist stalking him. Sly payed the mist no heed.

So many...shadows...

Sly unconsciously rubbed at his arm, where a shadow of a girl etched the binding terms of agreement to his Demon. A memory. One of his only. The said Demon, not one to be ignored, shifted from its ghost-like form into a snake form, the reptilian form composed of shadow mass and hellfire. The snake wrapped itself around Sly's leg, climbing up until it wrapped around his neck. Remember, the form 'said', mouth never moving; the voice as cold as ice, yet burnt like fire. Remember our Contract. The snake began to constrict the throat.

In a fraction of a second, the snake form was sliced in half. Sly had brought his palm up underneath the snake, releasing a catch to a hidden blade that cut into the shadow and missed a kiss on his own mortal flesh. He had then made quick work of the being, which "bled" black mist for a few moments, before the form seeped into the back of Sly, imprinting the tattoo of a Rorschach test. Between grit teeth, Sly hissed back in pain. "Yes. Do not forget our Contract, Infernus."

With that, and the physical bond between hellbound soul and immortal Demon made, Sly made his way out of his 'room', closing the door shut. Perhaps he would learn the mystery of the door later. Looking down the hall, he saw as a male and a wolf--Immortal, it seemed, by nature--entered a room. Curious, he walked down to the door, standing before the doorway to get a glance of the room. Of course. The room was furnished, and looked quite nice. He gave a small 'hmph', before stating, in a non-humorous limerick . "Damned are they for whom toll the bells | No euphoria to be found for souls from hell."

After the male left the room, wolf in tow, Sly could glimpse the room better, and saw that the true owner sat on the floor, meditating...or, at least, attempted to. It seemed that she had a demon of her own to deal with. Cho. Infernus gave a salutation to its kin, its only proof of existance a slight mist from Sly, as if his black trenchcoat was steaming with a black vapor.

But the woman...she looked so...

"...familiar..." He muttered, entering the room without permission nor care thereof. He approached the woman, but a few feet away. He examined her for a moment, before asking, "Do I...know you?"

Bae flew down the stairs and darted around the ceiling. No matter how high he flew, the ceiling did not grow nearer. He flew in lazy circles. Observing the people down below him. The staircase seemed so far away.

He saw one man come from beyond a door. He was hooded. He lit lightly behind the man. It came beside him. "What is your name?" he asked. He carefully watched his reaction.

Gwyn stepped back, surprised by the... enthusiastic... greeting. The wolf flicked her tail and bared her teeth slightly in amusement, but when Gwyn glanced sideways at her, she innocently looked away. Arian... he sighed mentally. He was certain that she would've started whistling if she could. Looking back at Cho, he smiled and ducked his head slightly. "Thank you for the offer," he chuckled. "I believe I am more than capable of going around without a tour guide." He turned his head to Amaya. "Don't worry. I'm not scared."

Arian suddenly sighed and flicked her tail impatiently. "Go get your room first, boy and then flirt. I want to look around." She grabbed Gwyn's arm with her teeth gently and tugged him away. He stumbled slightly from the unexpected pull and his free hand automatically reached up to stop his hood from falling down.

Gwyn sighed and waved at Ayama and Cho. "Um, I'll be right back..."

Arian dragged him several more steps before she paused and let him go to sniff around a narrow staircase leading down. "I wonder if we can find anything down here."

"Can't I just get one of the rooms around here?" Gwyn waved, taking in the surrounding hallway.

"Well, you might find something better down here," Arian shrugged. "Now come on. Don't say you aren't as interested as I am in exploring where this leads." She led the way down to what seemed at first was an empty hallway. With doors. Gwyn followed the wolf in her trot around to inspect the area with a critical eye.

Edit to respond to lokisma: Gwyn turned as a brush of wind signaled the arrival of something from above. He tapped the pommel of a sheathed sword with a finger. "My name? I am Gwyn."

Knox rolled her eyes, leaning over and throwing a pillow straight at Reed's head, crossing her arms afterwards. Reed just shook it off, opening one eye and looking at her irritably. "Come on, might as well just slip in, get some tea, and make a bloody mad dash for the room again so we don't run into any of the others...." The fem hopped off of her bed with absolutely no enthusiasm, and Reed slipped off of the mattress as well. If we must. He mumbled mentally to her, waiting for her to exit down the stairs first so they wouldn't crash and get stuck somewhere.

Noxi opened the door carefully, then walked out into the very short hallway to the narrow steps. Gorine nudged her impatiently, wanting to get the job done so he could finally sleep after this exhausting experience. She snorted quietly, stepping indignantly down the steps.... Only to misstep on one of the boards and go tumbling forward. Reed let out a hiss of breath, watching as his Little Contractor fell, letting her fall this time. Noxi fell straight onto a passer-by in a hood, causing them to both tumble along for about two feet before coming to a stop. She groaned, rubbing her head and trying to get up off of him.

Nice one little Knox. I now understand why you have that nickname. You should watch where you're stepping. I can't catch you all the time, you know. Reed's large canines poking out of his mouth just a bit in amusement, hopping down the steps easily, his tail swishing along the ground, the long extends streaming just a bit behind. His ear flicked casually as he looked over to them, then gave a quiet growl as he realized she had landed right onto a boy. And that his demon was much like Reed himself.

So-So slowly sat up in his bed and yawned after taking a nap. He looked around seeing the dim lit room, feeling the grim haunting atmosphere around him. His attention turned to the large shadowy humanoid staring at him from across the room. After glairing at each other for a few minutes, So-So finally spoke.
"...Dodado, have you been stairing at me the whole time I was asleep?" Yes, the dark figure replyed. "...Any particular reason why?" ...I was bored...
Then after another stairing sesion, "...That...is very creepy, but I'm to hungry to care." So-So replyed bluntly. You are a very indifferent person...how boring Dodoro then formed into a small silver crown on So-So's head with a frustraited sigh. Let's just go.
He stood up, stretched, then opened his door and walked down the stairs. Then a sudden realization dawned on him, "I have no idea where I'm going..." ...This is going to be a long, long contract...

Gwyn turned to the side for a moment to check on where Arian was - he'd rather not her wander off and cause chaos while blaming it on him. Then there was a clattering noise and a blur crashed into Gwyn, causing them both to fall over. Arian let out a bark of laughter as he lay stunned from the sudden fall. He sat up, gently pushing the other girl up with a hand on each shoulder as well so he could see just who had crashed into him. "Hello," he said, with a small smile, his gray eye gleaming with suppressed laughter. "You know you didn't have to tackle me to greet me right?"

Suddenly, his right hand left Noxi's shoulder to reach up to his head. When it reached his hair and not the hood, he winced and the hand went to cover his right eye. It was an empty socket and a scar crossed over the lid. Gwyn glanced around anxiously and realized that two others would've seen it. The one who had asked his name and the girl now in front of him. He turned to look at her again, waiting for the surprise and disgust at the disfigurement.

Red frowned, everyone was being social and she was hiding behind a wall were no one could see her. She thought about just going back into her room and being alone but Daemon had other plans. "NO! This is not going to a happy for any of us if you isolate yourself like always." He yelled, turning back into his human form and grabbing Red by the wrist and began dragging her to the stairs. Red pulled hard at her wrist, trying to break free but to no avail as she reliesed she was now flying through air for Daemon had thrown her down the stairs. She hit the ground hard, making her body throb with pain as she tried to sit up as Daemon calmly walked down the stairs. A small line of blood trickled down across her face, "Really Daemon, the contract hasn't even expired and your already trying to kill me." she said in an icy voice. Daemon smirked and ran a hand through his hair, "Oh calm down girly, your fine aren't you? And besides, it was the only way i could get you down here so you could be social." Red scowled at him before looking around at everyone around her. She let out a heavy sigh and gave a half hearted wave, "Hi, i'm Red." she said, trying to wipe the blood off her face but only succeeding in smearing it everywhere.Daemon looked down at her, "You missed a stop Amanda." She cringed for the second time, "Don't call me that, and having blood all over me face wouldn't be a problem if someone hadn't thrown me the freaking staircase." Daemon rolled his eye before letting out an annoyed sigh after her second attempt at clean off the blood. "Here, let me do it." He said, pulling out a piece a dingy cloth from his trouser pocket and kneeling down in front of her. "I swear you are completely useless, you can't do anything for yourself." He snapped as he wiped her face clean.

Red flushed into her cheeks from embarrassment, and she merely shrugged. "Heya. My bad. And don't flatter yourself, love~" She cooed teasingly, poking his cheek boredly. Reed growled once more, tilting his head and watching the display with mild disgust and also tiredness. He then turned to the boy's creature, glancing her over critically. Noxi then tilted her head as well, looking at his missing eye. With a start, she realized she was still technically on his stomach/lap and her left eyebrow raised up. "Where'd you get that nice mark from?" She asked with seriousness, glaring at the other boy across the hall. Reed immediately growled, bounding over to the stranger, his fangs bared and his fur standing on end as he blocked the sight of the boy Noxi had just tumbled in to.

Knox rubbed the back of her head sheepishly, assisting him with pulling his hood back up, realizing he probably didn't want to show the scar off and also because he was kind of preoccupied with still holding her up. With that, she sat back so he wouldn't have to strain to hold her up with one hand, even if she was light. She gave a quiet whistle, and Reed spat at the other guy once more, almost glaring daggers into him as he sat in front of his Little Contractor and the guy who had the misfortune of being rammed into. "That's R- Gorine, and I'm Noxi, by the way. But my nickie is Knox. As you can probably guess already." She chuckled with that same sheepishness, yet still on his lap. She slapped her forehead, shifting off of him and landing onto the floor softly. "This hallway is fairly empty. I got pretty good sleeping quarters." The fem's voice was fairly quiet, still embarrassed by their little clash, trying to make small talk or something.

The Keeper sits at her table in the garden, sipping Darjeeling tea. The black roses bloom and flourish, and the "sun" shines down warmly on her skin. The Prince sits at the table with her, stabbing at delicious morsels of cake with a long dessert fork. The Silent Bells begins to toll, The Prince drops the fork and stares off toward the mansion, It can't be...not so soon...
The Keeper sips her tea ans says, "The Chosen one has been contracted..."
((Sorry so late))

Bae hears the bells tolling. A memory flares up. The sun warm in the sky a woman with his hair and eyes gleaming with pride. He held a sweaty wilted bouquet of weedy flowers in a small hand. He felt.......Happy. He wheeled and launched himself into the air oncemore. He flew around the ceiling. The creature ran below him in circles darting between legs and around bodies. He tried to stay in one place as he could see it's actions were annoying the other people.

Gwyn smiled in thanks when Noxi helped him cover back up. "In the Abyss," he replied. "Nice to meet you Knox," he said shortly after with a small chuckle. "I guess it isn't that empty anymore right now."

Arian sniffed Gorine and grinned at him, showing her teeth in a wide grin. "I am Arian."

"...No...no...no..." So-So mumbled to himself looking in every room he walked by. "Man, where is the kitchen in this place anyway. Is there a directory or something to this place?" Eventually he walked into a room where some other people were already gathered. "Ugh, I go looking for food and I find people." What's the diffrence? Dodado said from the crown. In response So-So just reached up, flicked the crown to the other side of his head, and walked over to the group. "Hey, as likely as it is you're all as cluless as I am, do any of you know where I can get something to eat. I just took a nap and I'm useless until I eat something."

Gorine tilted his head, pawing at the floor. "Gorine, as you've probably heard the Little Contractor say." He snickered quietly, getting up and shifting over behind the humans, sitting next to Arian with about two or three feet distance between them. Noxi rolled her eyes chuckling. "Brilliant, well, you still haven't told me your name. Or are you still shocked by my fabulous beauty that you forgot?" Knox's voice was dripping with sarcasm, and she dramatically motioned flipping her hair from her shoulder, though never actually touched it. She then rolled her eyes once more. "Serious, what's your name? And nah, people are leaving already." A stupid grin crossed her face and she shook her head in disbelief. "Unless, of course, you were meaning that you'd be moving into my district sometime soon."

The fem chuckled quietly, sticking her tongue out just a fraction for effect. "You know, I was headed for some kind of tea party thing with Creepy Doll-Face and Bunnicula. Like I said though, sort of a tea party. I was planning on making a mad dash and grab some random item off the table and make a life or death run for it back to this cozy little hallway." She allowed her head to lean to the side, propping it up with her hand as she watched the hooded boy.

"Oh, sorry." Gwyn looked at all the surrounding people. "I'm Gwyn Morrigan. This is my... demon, Arian."

Arian rubbed against Gwyn's legs like a cat, the epitome of innocence and elegance. "I'm sure we can lead you all to the Keeper's tea party. You will be able to find food there," she said, directing the last part specifically towards So-So.