Negi shivered, and got out of the bed. She stood over the bed, being fairly tall to reach over, and she lifted Emily's head gently and put her Newsboy cap on her head. "To have some comfort. There aren't any pillows. Relax." The girl walked over to her desk and picked up the music box. She laid it gently near Emily's head, and opened it. "I'm not sure if it will make you relax, but it does to me." She said quietly, her voice sounding more boy-like. The girl grabbed the blanket and laid it gently ontop of Emily. "I'm never this nurturing, but something in my conscience is telling me to." Negi wrapped her hands behind her back and took off her pea-coat, setting it aside and only wearing a sweater. Negi grabbed the pea-coat and laid the long coat ontop of the blankets. "I hope you'll be alright."

[Bye! ^_^]

Drendale got up from hid bed and made his way downstairs.

(can you guys catch me up on whats happening??)

Negi sat next to the girl now on the bed, her legs to her chest again. She felt naked without her pea-coat or hat. It just felt..odd not having it on. She was so used to it since it's very cold where they live. She closed her eyes to listen to the repeating music box, warmth rushing to her head.

(Emily got beaten, near to death by Master Fran. She's alive though.)

Emily woke up and stared at Negi. "I'm going downstairs. Thank you for your help. Call me if you need me, I'll just be in the living room. I desperately need some time alone." She got out of bed, handed Negi her pea-coat and hat, and then hugged her. She left the room slowly, her back just having a large scar and her arms bruised, but not broken. She walked downstairs and sat on an old, fancy white couch. Her dirty skin and blood stained the side of the couch, but it didn't matter. Many other orphans' blood stained the old furniture, as well.

Negi stared down at the bloody bed covers, her legs still against her chest. The girl slid her hat back on, and put on the pea coat. She silently went downstairs, passing Emily and exiting the orphanage, trying hard to stay quiet. She sat on the snow-covered sidewalk, her back hunched and her knees close to her chest. Her hands rested next to her on the snow. The girl, seemingly to have alter-egos, began talking to herself harshly.

Drendale walked downstairs and saw Emily with a strange new girl , welll he wouldn't know if she was knew ornot because he wasn't aloud toleave his room. "Hey Emily , whose the new kid.?"

Negi turned her head, her apathetic, lifeless gaze staring at the male. The girl got up, walking over to them both and sitting. She slightly looked like a boy, and even sounded like a young one. The youth cleared her throat, and sat on the floor, pulling her legs to her chest. "N-Negi," she murmured, her voice sounding like a young male's. The girl looked up, her eyes staring at him as if she was peering into his soul. Her gaze was robotic, lifeless and very apathetic.

Drendale watched the small child , even thou it sounded like a male he was sure it was a little girl. He smiled and walked over to a chair and sat down , he was a bit freaked out by the childs' stare but it didn't matter to him , before he came here he had a little sister who had the same stare. Now that he thought of it the girl named Negi looked alot like his sister , but that couldn't be it... she died five years ago when they first came here ,he sadly wasn't able to save her. "I'm Drendale."

Negi gazed outside, the orphanage doors wide open. Her back arched forward as she got closer to her legs, as the cold breeze came in. The girl got up, and closed the door, turning around to stare at them. "Hello then, Drendale.." she said rather timidly, and she buttoned her pea-coat. The girl being rather tall, she walked over to one of the lights on the walls and she extended her arm. She couldn't pull the switch because of her gloves, and she didn't want to take them off. Her gaze swept down, and she pulled off her gloves. Her hands had small, multiple gashes and blood stained them. Her hands were almost a dark red/black, and she quickly turned on the light. The girl gazed down at her hand, and she could've sworn her stomach churned. Remembering what happened at her old house brought back horrible memories. The girl dropped her gloves, and sat a little ways off from the people and practically in a corner, she pulled her knees to her chest and constantly stared at her hands. "The blood..." she mumbled, her voice muffled from hiding her mouth with the collar of her sweater.

Emily looked at Drendale. She walked over to him slowly, and sat beside him on the couch. "Negi saved my life today." Emily said. "She's very nice." She looked in Drendale's eyes and felt safer and better having him next to her. Emily rested her head on his shoulder for a second and cried. "I hate it here." Emily whispered to him. Her heart pounded with absolute sorrow and fear.

'We all do Emily." He whispered back and stroked your hair. He looked at Negi then at Emily. Drendale didn't really know what else to say , he knew all of them wanted out and they seriously needed to get out. But that would have to wait. "You guys can move into my room , ever since.... my sister passed its been lonely in there. I could protect you guys." He said and smiled.

From the offer, especially from a boy, she immediately blushed and dug her mouth deeper into her sweater. "I..I don't know," she mumbled, her lack of speech catching up with her. "I..I mean, thanks, t-that's a nice offer. But...I feel uncomfortable being near immense amounts of people," she explained, her gaze shifting towards him.

"Thats fine , i was just asking." Drendale said and listened for any sighed of the Master , he wasn't afraid just he wasn't in the mood for a beating. But if they triedto hurt either girls infront of him , he would fight back.