Arina nodded. "Yeah, but it's in the basement... the door to the stairs is in the kitchen." She answered then placing his card on the table next to him as he didn't take it out of her hands. She moved back over to her favorite spot but seemed to be nodding of a little. "Uhm, I think I'll be going to bed... I'm sorry." She apollogized softly making her way to the stairs.
[[sorry folks, i'ma go lay donw, if i can't sleep i'll be back =] see ya]]

((Yeah I will definitely need notes from you in order to draw a map))

No answer... did that mean there was none? It would be Hell to clean this by hand! He was too tired! He grumbled to himself in Italian and took his little black card that had been placed before him. Carefully he placed it away in his pocket right behind his cellphone before standing up once more. It was best to worry about such things in the morning. Then he could slap himsef; that is, if his arms would permit him to.

No matter how much his body screamed at not to stay still, he had to head to bed. He dragged his feet towards the first door. The stairs were in the kitchen, right? Now... where was that? He couldn't think of it, so he just started opening whatever doors he could, peeking inside every time in search of the brightly lit linoleum flooring.

Emeriya nodded. and attached the key to a link on her chain wallet.
She grabbed her bag to get out she sketchbook and drew the stranger as he look when she first saw his face.
She was angry with herself, she was angry at alot of things.
The pencil moved quicky over the paper.
The mumbled of Itlaian set her throat on fire and she winced at the feeling.

Oni noticed the man was coming in his general direction and scooted off into a corner. He was a little scared of this rather large fellow. He tried really hard to be invisible.

There it was! sweet salvation! Dante completely ignored whatever else was around him now. He went straight into the kitchen and stopped in front of the staircase. A down staircase... he'd probably end up falling from loss of balance, wouldn't he? Well, only one way to find out.

He headed down smoothly at first, but it was rowing quickly obvious that his weight was falling forward. He huffed as his pace quickened, without power to hold his body back anymore until finally he stumbled and landed flat at the bottom of the staircase.

Yeah, that'd hurt tomorrow...

He groaned and shoved himself off the ground, taking his sweet time to pull himself up before heading off in search f his room. There! The number! Two something! Fourteen, right? Of course! He unlocked his door and swung it open wide, leaving the keys in the handle, and, in fact, leaving the door wide open. There it was; the bed! He stumbled up to it and stripped of his shirt before flopping into the neatly pressed sheets. With how comfy everything was it was not long until he had left consciousness; he was out like a light.

As the sketch got finished she gathered everything in her bag. Yawning she threw her bag over her shoulder.
"Down the stairs hm..?"
Ruffling Oni's hair as she passed him and slowly went down the stairs.
Two Thirteen..Two Thirteen..Two Thir-..
She stopped as she saw the stranger passed out on the laundry downstairs
"Uh...um..i guess i miss heard Arina.."
She bit her lip, as she looked up and down the man..

( Phht. Lawl. xD How'd he get your key? o-o )

( Oh well. xD That'll be awkward in the morning. Shirtless stinky man and all. <3 )

[[no his room was up the stairs, mine was down
he went to the wrong stairs XD
shes gotta watch herself around him cause her thirst burns around him lawl.]]

It seemed everyone was heading off to bed so Oni decided it might be good to do the same. He trudged upstairs and went into his room. He went through the trunk Lukas brought up and found what he thought was some old pajamas. Once he was done changing he slipped into bed and said, "Night brother."

( Eh? Really? That's weird. o-o There doesn't seem to be an order to the rooms then? o-o )

((erm actually I think she was saying that the washing machine was in the basement <.< and that both your rooms are upstairs like the rest of the rooms >.>))

( PHHT! REALLY? =D OH DAMN! )

((lol you should all have a slumber party in the basement ))

((yup XD . Because she did say the downstairs thing right after he asked where the washing machine was <.< .......and typically speaking the laundry room is in the basement so yeah...I could be wrong but *shrugs* next to 100% certain.))

( Only if the cute purple haired boy snuggles with Dante. >O Dante needs a squishy. Not a female squishy. That would creep him out. xD )

[[ lawl! Sherry just change em to upstairs and we can say our keys got mixed up lol. so ppl arent confused XD]]

(( I think that might terrify the little guy and then his brother would pop and yell at you. . .but then again it wouldn't be like Xanic could fight you, lol))

( Phht. I thought about that, but I got confused. Hell, we could just say Dante ACTUALLY passed out on a pile of clean laundry that he thought was a bed due to his exhaustion. xD Then the vampire chick, amused, watched him all night. xD )

[[lawl yuh im not ready to go to bed yet, should i wake him??]]

((Hehe well if anyone wants to I can pull out Rain and/or Janu XD. I'm thinking of Janu scaring herself with her own powers due to her memory being whiped clean lol))

( I'm mixing a CD right now. Ugh... I'll be so tired tomorrow, I swear... xD )

( Yeah, sure. Go ahead. I'm interested in how you'll do it. xD )

Originally Posted by Staria

((Hehe well if anyone wants to I can pull out Rain and/or Janu XD. I'm thinking of Janu scaring herself with her own powers due to her memory being whiped clean lol))

( Whipped? Like... the cream? =O )

((lol wiped sorry XD))

[ i edited me other post]

What should i do?
Hesitating Emeriya placed her hand on the mans arm, ignoreing the burning sensation in her throat.
"Um...Sir?.."
She gently shook him.

Like a gentile shake and such a quiet voice could wake him up. Dante was used to being woken up by a loud alarm or an even louder sister. Anything below that was nothing was an annoying fly, really.

( SHORT! >O )