((Lol xD well then you shouldn't have that much trouble replying *cough* lol kidding Xd, but well just think of the i dunno........first two sentences of the love scenes? XD lol *hasn't read them but has heard their pretty.... explicit* And thank you! I like to be funny XD))

((Can we decide how far they go and pretend we typed it up? *Puppy dog eyes*))

((Awwww *pouts* I guess lol xD. Though keep in mind Janu's a virgin and inexperienced so all out sex is out :P. One good thing about not typing it is we can pretend it went 'fade to black' before any non pg 13 details are typed at least Xd. ))

((Yeah. XD Well... Tal's first, too))

((so probably the whole kiss and stroke arms/that kinda 'safe' place, then fall asleep in eachother's arms thing huh? XD))

((yeah... something like that.))

((hehe well any thoughts more specific :P Just suggesting Xd not like we have to go with my first thoughts btw ^.^ . you know your character better then I :P ))

((*He'd only go as far as Janu's willing, mostly because he has no clue what to do))

((Lol that's not very helpful <.< Honestly she's to innocent to stop much xD, till it goes to erm *cough* putting things inside *cough* xD))

((He'd stop before that. Probably as soon as he realized that's where it was headed, he would want her to know for sure, not be caught up in the act))

((I hav to go pass out now, I've stayed up far too long...))

(lol nice. well figure out where he would stop then and tell me tommorrow okay?

*hugs* night night))

( Why does it matter!? D= )

[[I saw the name Laurell K Hamilton AHAHAHAHAA
x3
anita blake
meridith and her farie guard mmmhmmm
books make it seem so much better though.]]

What was that pain? Dante groaned softly as he stirred. The world spun for a moment. As he tried to settle himself, one thing became absolutely clear. His bed felt... wet. He shoved himself off the sheets, gritting his teeth as his neck and leg throbbed. It was obvious what had happened. Though Dante's body could handle shrinking and growing, his stitches could not. Last night he'd returned to normal and the stitches ripped his skin, irritating the wounds and making them far worse. "Affanculo..." He reached over to his desk sloppily, his hand smacking around a few times until finally he found it. A small white case. He brought it in front of his and struggled with it, trying to open it with his shaky hands- needless to say he dropped it a few times and cursed quite a bit.

Finally he'd gotten it open. He climbed out of bed and limped to the bathroom, trying not to strain his leg leg anymore. He stood right in front of the mirror for now, putting the case aside and taking a small hemostat and scalpel. e used the hemostat to pluck one of the threads from the wound on his neck before carefully cutting it with the syringe. From there he pulled it from the wound, relieving a little stress on it. After a few more threads he'd retireced them all from his neck. Blood had covered half of his back and chest from those two tiny holes; damned jugular...

He breathed, then sat at the edge of the tub, going through the same process with the two wounds on his leg leg. By the time he was done his leg had been covered in blood and his head was spinning. Violetta had left last night; she couldn't help him even if he wanted her to. He took a few more deep breaths before standing up and soaking a towel. He washed the wounds off for now before grabbing a needle and thick thread from the small white case. His hands were shaking like nuts, but he couldn't leave the wounds open. He used one hand to pinch the holes closed while the other hovered just over, aiming carefully. "Merda..." He bit his lip hard before shoving the needle in. the piercing pain wasn't too terrible. His mouth watered and his eyes grew blank, but he'd have to finish the job.

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( Lulz. Dante is BAMF. xD )

[[I love how he puts himself through so much when there are so many healers here.]]

Arina stumbled down the stairs, how long had she been out? Oh well, didn't matter she had things to do. She had to make sure there was breakfast, or lunch whatever time it was here today. She looked around the hall. Apperantly no one had seen her fumble. Good, she went down the stairs and behind the counter putting on a pot of tea then moved to the kitchen and unloaded the now clean dishes from the dish washer. She started cleaning up the place when a thought struck her. She ran to the phone and punched in a few numbers "Hello? Mr Sloth? Yes, I need to request an appointment. Mhm, legal documents and such." She scribbled a time and date on a piece of paper "Thank you. I'll see you then." She said as she hung up the phone.

( It's because he really really hates magic. If he can go without it, he will. )

"What kind of name is that?" Dizzily and pale faced, Dante had made his way downstairs. He needed food and water- lots of it. He had stitched up all of the wounds and showered off all the blood before covering the stitches with medical bandages. He scrubbed the bedding to make sure there wouldn't be a terrible stain (though it was still pretty much ruined) and dressed himself in a pair of black dress pants and a dark blue dress shirt. The sheets were under one arm, the blood spots hidden by whatever was still clean. He had at least rinsed it off upstairs in the sink, so the smell wouldn't be too obvious.

He forced a smile to the supposed owner of the castle before looking around. "Where was the laundry room again?"

"Its the towns lawyer, I really don't know how he ended up with the name they move rather quickly and talk rather quickly, It seems a little Ironic don't you think?" She laughed a bit and poured herself a cup of tea. "Right on through the kitchen and down the stairs dear." She said indicating the way with a motion of her head. "I do hope you're doing alright, I haven't seen you in a few days."

"You've been hiding these past few days." Dante said with a weak grin. Oh, thank God. Now there were three people he knew that had no clue of his second identity. Hopefully news wouldn't spread too quickly. "Could you prepare me some tea as well? Sorry if it is an inconvenience." He requested before slipping into the kitchen and quickly downstairs.Once in the wash room and tossed the blankets into the washer and set it on. It wasn't hard at all. Set this to Cotton, this one to medium load, this one to Hot-Cold, and them the time to max. Voila! All he had to do then was dump in some soap, close the top, and head back upstairs.

Arina nodded "true I suppose" she said and then set to work on pouring him a glass. She set it on the other side of the bar and waited for him to come back while sipping at her tea.

He returned moments later, absentmindedly rubbing his neck. Everything ached and burned, he the stitched holes were swollen once more. He took a deep breath, then smiling to Arina. "Thank you." He cooed before taking a seat by her at the bar. His fear of women, of course, had him sit one seat away, of course. "So what have you been up to lately? You must have been quite busy for me to have missed you."

"Oh, this and that, I'm trying to get some adoption papers Made up. I brought up the idea to little Michi the other night and she adored it. The process always takes so long you know, so I figured I'd start now and all." She said sipping at her tea "And you? you seem to have gone through some trouble since I say you last." She observed shrugging it off "If you want I could help, but I've already heard you words on women so it's only a thought I might put in your head." She smiled sweetly and turned towards the kitchen "I suppose I should start on breakfast." She mentioned "Buscuits and gravy perhaps."

( Sorry about that. I was chatting with a College man about going to college for graphics. D= It sounds fantastic so far! )

Why was she talking to formal and almost prissy? Dante listened to her as he held his mug to his lips, waiting for her to finish. Wait... she had heard something about his view on women? Since when? Well, the last few days have been such a hassle, either someone told er, or he hadn't noticed she was in the area when he had said something. It wasn't every day that he was so out of it that his mind was fuzzy on a matter. "You don't have to say it in such a way." Dante sighed. "It's not like I choose to dislike women; call it a natural repulsion." He said simply before smiling up at Arina. "You're very kind, and I enjoy that, but subconsciously I'm uneasy around you."

"Oh no, Don't get me wrong, I wasn't trying to be rude or anything darlin. I was just pullin some laughs from it really. It's kind of different." She bumbled on. "Anywhoo, if you would like some assistance in that whatever it is that seems to be bothering you on your neck, I'll gladly help." She shrugged "Sausage gravy and biscuits sound ok to you?" She asked as she started to grab pans and such to make it.

Biscuits just made him think of England. He sighed and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, sure." Well, he wasn't used to that kind of food. He'd had sausage before, of course. He was Italian. They'd adopted sausage from Germany. "My neck is fine. It's just healing." He smiled up at her weakly. Well, hopefully she wasn't a healer like those last two. Or a mind reader. Or a memory reader. Or an empathetic. Hell, he just wanted to be around someone normal in these damned places. And male!

(( O.O Sherry is a chic. . .? ))