Mikan Hinata
Mikan shifted groggily in her sleep as her bangs tickled her forehead. It had been a long time since anyone had done that to her; not since she was young, she thought. Cracking open her eyes with a grumble to find out who had come into her room, she vaguely saw a figure shutting the door and struggled into something vaguely resembling a sitting position. That was way too tall to be Melia, Calantha, or Nadine. Struggling out of her tangle of blankets, she utilized her already conveniently-freed right hand to untangle herself.
Shivering as her feet hit the floor, she glanced at the clock; 3:15am. Silently cursing whoever had disturbed her sleep, she stumbled sleepily towards her desk. It wasn't that she felt like she'd just gone to sleep, but that she had just gone to sleep fifteen minutes prior. Snatching up the aluminum baseball bat that was tucked behind a stack of books, she shook herself as awake as she could as she headed for the door. Her pajama pants swished as she made her way through the house, poking her head into what rooms she passed on her way to the living room.
As she entered the main room, she froze. Was there someone in the house or was it just one of her friends sitting in the chair? She couldn't tell with the back of the plush seat facing her.
"Hello? Mel, Cal, Nadi, is that one of you?" the bat ring scraped noisily against the handle of the baseball bat as she shifted to hold it at the ready, just in case.
Innes Ross
Innes yawned. "Well it's about damn time. Are all the people in this world so incompetent that they couldn't open a simple little puzzle box?" he chuckled to himself as he stood.
Observing his surroundings, the first thing he noticed was that there were numbers of small, strange, blinking lights in an array of colors throughout the room. Raising an eyebrow at that, he shook his head. A stirring brought his attention to a small form. Approaching the girl quietly, he searched her hand for the ring. It was there. A small smile was brought to his face that his new master would be a girl; he just hoped that she didn't turn out to be brash.
Exiting the room, he continued to be amazed all the way downstairs. The sounds and smells in the residence were so different from what he had been used to, even having lived with an alchemist. At least he was still wearing the blue tunic and black pants and boots that he had been wearing that day so long ago. Brushing his hand over the silver lining and stitching of the tunic, Innes smiled and continued down the stairs. Halting at the bottom step, he was surprised to see a girl holding some sort of weapon standing in the next entryway. Thinking it best not to disturb her in his quite unarmed state, he ducked into the next doorway he saw, which led to what he surmised was a kitchen.