Aria's Story

Aria looked up at the mansion before her, a whirlwind of emotions coursing through her. She could feel her wings twitching behind her, and she wrung her hands tightly. Crossing the threshold of this mansion would make everything final and that sense of finality kept Aria from entering. No, she thought, straightening her arms, clenching her fists, she needed this. She sighed heavily, brushing a lock of hair from her face. She picked up her bag and walked into the mansion. She set her bag down and saw a man in scrubs with feathers, of all things, in his hair.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for someone in charge here?" She asked.

Tarik turned his attention from Lark and Leia. He smiled at Aria and walked over to her. "Hello young Ma'am. I am Tarik, the medic here at Barlo Mansion. Would you like me to show you to your room and help you with your things?" Tarik figured he would take over this job because Lark was currently busy helping Leia. The two of them could easily split the job and get things done before dinner. "You can chose a room on the first floor, or one on the second. The third floor of this building is strictly off limits."

Tarik smiled at her then led her up the stairs, "Because you seem to be well at walking and moving around I am going to put you on the second floor. Okay? I hope you don't mind... but I think it would be good to keep the rooms on the first floor open to those who may have mobility issues."

Once on the second floor Tarik looked from the left hall, then to the right. "Well, bedrooms are the only rooms on the second floor, so we can't miss, no matter which hall we go down," he said with a chuckle. And with that, Tarik took the left hall and opened the first door on the right.

"This will be your room"

(Aria has her own thread for her bedroom!)

Aria looked around her room. The room was nicely decorated if a little plain. No doubt there wouldn't be any issues with her adding her own stamp to the room. If there was, she would just have to deal with that little bridge if and when she got to it. Aria dropped her bag on the bed and began to unpack, making sure everything was just as she liked it.

Satisfied that everything was just right, Aria walked to the window. She looked out, craning her neck in every direction to get the full impact of the view. This was wonderful, the view was incredible. Aria smiled. Today was a good day. There would always be good days just like there would be bad days, but today was most certainly a 'good' day.

Aria wandered around the mansion for a while, she looked through all the rooms but the bedrooms on the first floor before ending up in the Celebrations Hall. As she entered the hall she noticed that there was a lot going on, she looked around, trying to figure out what was going on when a girl bumped into her. She noticed that this girls neck was covered in blood. She quickly takes her hand.
"Oh my gosh, are you ok?" She asks in concern.

"Hey-!"Luka jerked her hand away, glaring at the girl. "I'll be fine, okay? Just...go back the Hall or...whatever." With that she left the girl standing alone as she padded out of the Celebrations Hall and down the hallway. She didn't want to expose the fact that she was hurt, she wanted to tough it out but by doing so she now seemed like a real jerk, something that Luka never wanted to happen. Too late now, though, she was already gone and the damage inflicted.
"I will never be alright..."

Aria watches the girl walk away feeling a small pain in her heart, she wondered if the girl didn't like admitting she was hurt. She figured that this had happened before and turned sadly back into the Hall. She wandered in, looking around at the decorations and came upon a man with a scar on his face. She tilted her head but smiled as she approached him.
"Hello there." She said politely. She looked around. "What's going on here?"

Isamu watched the girl approach. He looked down at her and gave her a small, fake smile. "This is the Barlo Mansion Winter Event." He studied her closely, taking in all her features so that he could easily remember her later on. If she was a new resident then he definitely had to make sure that he didn't forget her.

"My Name is Isamu Korino, I am the head guard here at Barlo mansion. So if you ever need anything, don't be afraid to come and ask me... what is your name?"

Aria smiled at Isamu, he seemed like a nice enough guy.
"My name's Aria." She sat down in a chair that was near him. "So what happens at the Winter Event? Is it like a Carnival?" She looks around excitedly, she loved big events like this, she loved playing games and watching shows and eating delicious food. This might be really fun, she thought.

"Well, this is the first one... I have lived here most my life but we have never before had a winter event... there will be dancing, music, and food. Im not so sure that there will be any shows or anything else like that... There may also be a few speeches of some sort. but I am not one-hundred percent sure on that... Are you one of the new residents?"

Isamu tried to make conversation as he adjusted the staff in his hands. His hands were still incredibly sore but he could handle it. He then pulled on the sleeves of his sweater in an attempt to hide all scratches and bruises. he was still exhausted from the day before and his chest continued to ache of pneumonia.

"Ya, I arrived here yesterday but this is my first time looking around." She looked up at him and noticed something odd about his body language. "Are you ok?" She gets up and walks over to him, examining his face. "You're hurting." She looks at his arm he tries to hide and she looks back at him. "What happened? How did you get so beat up?"

Isamu frowned and shifted his weight so that he stood straighter. "I have pneumonia... it makes my chest hurt quite a bit.. and I am fine... thank you for your concern. Im all bruised up from an encounter I had the other night. Like I said, im the head guard. I get into a lot of scuffles."

His body ached tremendously, but he was trying his best to hide it.

Aria can see through his facade, she places a hand on his shoulder. "Sit down, you can't preform your duties properly in this state." She tries to get him to sit down. "Now, I'll see if I can do something ok?" She began to think, as a Faerie she could cure a few things but it took great energy.

"I will not sit down. Don't worry about me... why don't you go and find a nice young man to dance with?" he asked. He didn't wan't to sound as though he were pushing her away, but he did have other things on his mind at that current moment.

He shifted again and stretched his large black wings, then folded them back up and squeezed the staff that he held in his his hands. Isamu turned his attention to the doorway, where Lark and Airi had gone off through. His concerns were not for himself right now, but for the small child that had followed the vampire out into the hallway.

He knew that Lark would never do anything to harm the small girl intentionally, but the scent of blood turned the nice young man into a wrinkly, grey, horrible, looking creature of the night... and there was no telling who that creature would attack... or when it would attack.

To many at the mansion this wouldn't mean anything... because as far as they all knew, Airi was a vampire. but Isamu knew the truth, and he knew the real answers to everything the Saiforro's lied about to the residents. Nonetheless, he wasn't aloud to say anything about any of it.

His body wen't tense and his feathers ruffled a bit. He wanted to go out and check on Airi, but if the Saiforro's noticed then he would be in a great deal of trouble.

Aria looked at him sadly. She didn't want him to be in pain but it was apparent that he didn't want assistance. She sighed and turned going out into the hallway. She wondered along the way about the girl that had been bleeding.

Aria walks out into the hallway and witnesses this strange encounter. She watches for a moment, uncertain if she should approach, then she walks up to the group and smiles. "Hello there." She looks back and forth between the faces of the members of the group. Her wings fluttered slightly, catching the light that filtered in through the windows. She turned to Damakos. "I'm Aria, I'm glad to meet someone so kind."

Tsukasa became suddenly very irritated as soon as she saw Damakos' presence. She scowled and crossed her arms across her chest. "We were just heading on our way... " she grumbled as she stared at him with a cold expression playing in her eyes.

She knew she shouldn't be so rude towards him but, well, he had threatened her and scared her to the bone. Never before had Tsukasa felt so helpless when stuck in such a predicament. She was embarrassed by this as well, but there was no way that she was going to show it.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even notice Aria.

Tsukasa then became concerned when Damakos showed such friendly behavior towards Airi. What the? He was a completely different person now. How could someone like himself be so cruel and frightening one moment, then kind and friendly the next? That didn't make any sense to her at all!

When Damakos told Airi to go with Tsukasa the little girl frowned, "No!" she stated firmly. "Shes a big meanie!" The little girl stayed where she was and held her raggedy stuffed animal close. It was a wonder how the Saiforro's let her hang on to such a drabby little toy. Weren't they the type to always have the finest of everything?

Tsukasa sighed and rolled her eyes, "C'mon Alice, we don't have time for this," she grabbed the other girl's wrist rather firmly and pulled her off down the hall.

Airi looked up at Damakos again, "Can you take me to my u-uncle? M-my legs hurt."

From the Common Room, who else would Jordyn run into.. none other than his arch-nemesis, the Joker Red. He ran into Red. He was with two others and looked a great deal more spritey than the night before which presented itself as a problem; sleeping or drowsy targets were always easier to work with, for the obvious reasons; reflexes weren't as sharp, actions became sluggish, memory would be hazy, etc, etc. Of course, Jordyn had no qualms about impaling him then and there but the scarring of a toddler's mind was something of a taboo for him, especially this one that had some fight to her - that would prove useful in the long run.

Oh, but it was so difficult having morals when you were as loopy as Jordyn was. Morals... and values..... and cheesecake. They were all so stressful to upkeep and that last one.. absolutely disgusting. The course of action now would be to follow Red and his two groupies for some time or at least until he were isolated enough to take what he wanted. He approached the trio then, the blue-haired girl seeming a bit familiar upon closer inspection - hadn't he caught a glimpse of her during his first day there? Where had /she/ been all this time?

No matter.

First, he addressed Airi to reduce the level of threat he was seen as - I mean, Jordyn made a guy jump out a window, he had to be pretty damn frightening to do that - hopefully it would work and if not, too bad. "Hi little- I mean, /big/ vampire girl. Having fun with Uncle Red?" It was the first time he'd used the nickname outside the context of his mind. Oops.

Aria smiled to herself seeing the cute vampire talk to the man with horns in such an adorable voice. She waited for the man to respond and tilted her head as a new person appeared. He had a scary... almost creepy demeanor but that didn't phase her. She knew very well that people couldn't help the way they looked sometimes and she knew that some of the kindest people appeared to be the scariest. She smiled and nodded to the man in greeting. "Hello there. Do you two know each other?" She asked looking back and forth between the man with horns and the newcomer.

Damakos curls his lips in a grin upon Tsukasa and Alice’s departure, though for some odd reason the child is still here. He shakes his head, patting her back a second time as he gestures towards Alice “The nymphean looking woman, go with her!” before rising to greet another pleasant visitor, whom he recognized as a feyfolk. “Hello there, Aria” he greets “I would love to talk but there are very pressing matters I must att--“ and there he is, it's Jordyn, at the blink of an eye!

The tiefling narrows his eyes moderately. “Unfortunately, I do” he state as a grim response to Aria’s inquiry. He takes a reasonable step back. Damakos briefly directs his attention to Airi “Who is your uncle?”

In between Airi’s appearance, Aria’s arrival and the sudden derailment of his demeanor, Damakos finds that he cannot address Jordyn in his usual volatile manner. He’s been following him the entire time since their encounter at the dining hall, and being a rogue himself, the tiefling does not take his persistence lightly.

Past experiences reminded him that stalkers are dangerous, regardless of any preconceptions. It explains why he had to jump out of the window, but his timing is definitely an indication he is watching intently. Damakos does not like the idea of becoming another person’s obsession.