Front Entrance

---Darla---

The pace of her fluffy tail started to wane in energy as she waited for the Barlos to show up. It was so difficult to stay in one place while both her human and canine mind longed for her to explore or at least do /something/ that, well.. didn't involve staying. Darla huffed silently and dropped her bag to her side which contained: her traditional Japanese dress, face paints that she... didn't really want to use, several brushes, combs and moisturisers for her long, flowing brown hair and several other assorted items like her little good luck charm; a stuffed bear named Rosie.

Brown eyes peered down affectionately at the bag she wanted to rouse to get her little bear but no, it wasn't the time. She just had to stay put and wait until- !!! Pat,pat, pat. It was the sound of her tail lightly tapping the top of her duffel bag - her own spirits had raised upon seeing Ellra and, in addition to her tail wagging once more, she also beamed brightly when she stopped to introduce herself.

Darla didn't introduce herself, for the obvious reason, but dipped into her bag and fished out a small notepad. On the first page was her name written in bright, multi-colored cardboard cut-outs; she hadn't yet learned to read or write but Aestrith wanted to be sure she at least was able to recognize her own name and recognize numbers. She proudly held up the notepad, showing her name off to Ellra. Next would be stating that she were there to perform, not as a resident, but as a guest.

Ellra looked at the notepad and then gave Darla a friendly smile. "Well then, welcome to Barlo Mansion, Darla," she said as she ushered the young woman inside. "Let me take you right to Mr. Saiforro and he can tell you all about this special event, if you don't mind."

Ew, Mr. Saiforro. She wasn't looking forward to speaking to the man again so soon. But, well, it needed to be done. She couldn't just leave sweet Darla behind. "I hope you don't mind crowds. We have many guests here today."

Ellra looked at the notepad and then gave Darla a friendly smile. "Well then, welcome to Barlo Mansion, Darla," she said as she ushered the young woman inside. "Let me take you right to Mr. Saiforro and he can tell you all about this special event, if you don't mind."

Ew, Mr. Saiforro. She wasn't looking forward to speaking to the man again so soon. But, well, it needed to be done. She couldn't just leave sweet Darla behind. "I hope you don't mind crowds. We have many guests here today."

Ehren leaned upon the side of the mansion outside his left shoulder touching the wall with the quiver on his back touching the rest of it. The was cradled in one arm with a scarf and full gloves wrapped around his face to protect himself from the cold. The mans keen eyes kept watch on cars passing and strangers but every so often drifted down to the Droid Ultra in his free hand where he read a text or checked up on continuous news and his games. He seemed almost dozing at one point or another with the bow in his hand seemingly slipping from his grasp.

The guard job didn't seem like a bad gig at first minus the cold and being outside but it paid for his bills and he was able to carry around a bow which was a job his previous employers never allowed. Though he figured the time would pass much more quickly while he was on watch possibly interaction from some of the residents or shooting intruders with his bow. This was the hand he was dealt, so he was forced to play with it.

Isamu stared Ivan down and was prepared to attack him once more. His tired eyes studied the other guard, who was currently challenging his position. Upon noticing Ehren heading over to the front door he looked at Ivan once more before turning and leaping off of the roof. Isamu spread his large black wings and glided to the ground.

His feet hit the ground with a heavy thunk and he almost fell forward but managed to catch his balance. Isamu folded his wings and slowly approached the bundled man who was leaning on the front door, "Are you here for the festival?" He asked in a dull tone. Normally Isamu would be more than happy to meet a new resident, guest, or employee, but today was just not his day and so Ehren was not going to be getting a very friendly welcome.

"Well not exactly. You see I was hired on as a guard hence the bow here and the quiver full of arrows." Ehren said his voice muffled by the scarf as he patted the bow with his hand. Ehren took a moment to size the man up. He had been told little of the job and of who he would be working with. He did get the job after all through a friend of a friend and merely filled out the required paperwork.

He didn't know what to make of the man that now floated down from the roof and almost fell over from his own lack of balance. So Ehren stood there now looking at the man his eyes narrowing a bit.

"I do however have a hunch that you may be the one I have to go to for my duties though." Ehren said slowly the words carefully coming out of his mouth as he extended a free hands towards the man.

Isamu watched as Ehren held out his hand. He stared at it for a few moments before reaching out and shaking it slowly. Isamu's hands were thin and bony, his skin was as cold as the winter air. "You are correct. I am Isamu and I am the head guard here at Barlo Mansion... You can start today, but we have to do some extra paperwork first. If you will follow me up to the third floor I can get you all settled in." He absentmindedly gave a tug at the sleeve of his sweater before walking up the steps and opening the large front doors.

The entryway to the mansion had red rugs on the floor and tapestries of silk hung on each wall. "The artwork in the mansion is not to be touched. This is pretty laid back place but there are rules of course. As a guard you will not be able to... have a relationship with any of the residents, professional relationships only. It is also a good idea to never be left alone with a resident, they could blame you for anything and get you into trouble..."

Isamu then began leading Ehren through the beautiful hallways.

"Ok so don't sleep with any of the resident's, got that. So pretty much be a distant asshole to everyone I meet while trying to protect them from themselves, other residents or intruders? That pretty much hit it on the nose?" Ehren half jokingly said as he followed man looking around at the rather beauty and intrigue of the place.

The thought of paperwork however made him cringed. No matter where he went paperwork seemed to follow him like a ghost he couldn't escape it with his stint in the military and he couldn't escape it now it seemed.

Isamu stopped in his tracks and stared at him as though he were crazy. Being a serious person, he didn't quite understand that Ehren was making a joke. "You can talk to them, and you may be their friend, but nothing more..." The pumpkin haired man didn't seem amused at all, not one bit.

As they approached the stairs he pointed at them, "These stairs go up to the second floor, obviously," he stated as he began climbing up them, "We are headed to the third floor. The only time you may go up to the third floor is if you are with me or one of the Saiforro's. The doors to those rooms remain locked at all other times. So you wouldn't be able to enter even if you tried..."

"So I'm guessing the whole "friends with benefits" is a no go then? So this place does have a magical barrier preventing me from the third floor or is it more like I'm suppose to follow the rules?" Ehren smiled slightly laughing at his own joke and a bit at the fact that his employer didn't seem to understand them.

"So about this paperwork I have to do. Will I be constantly be doing paperwork?" Ehren asked slowly and somewhat cautiously as he followed the man. He already had a feeling he was going to love this job with the sense of humor the people seemed to have here. It seemed utterly perfect for him.