(( Yes, the Salem thing intreaged me~ Awesome mind, Toxic. Your Groovy!~ ))

Mia smiled. "I strongly doubt that he'd be a mean old man. Your just anxious. Relax a little." She nodded, listening further. When the other girl spoke, Mia turned her head. "The flight was... erm... well enough, thanks. Its nice to meet you Ms. Whiten." Mia smirked. "So... Mind easing a worried soul?" She asked, pointing to Tiffany. "Do you know anything about her employer?"

Tiffany smiled and nodded her head in respect to Avery, and then stuck her tongue out at Mia as she asked if Ms. Whiten could calm her. "I'm perfectly fine" She pouted and then laughed "OK yeah I am a bit worried- But I can handle it~!" she said confidently, but still was curious about her this man "Do you know about Mr. Ackerman?"

Tiffany never really was someone to be so social as she was at the moment, she never really would speak unless spoken to. She smiled softly and relaxed her nerves "I've had one to many bad customers or clients- whatever.. I'm just scared thinking he could be like one of them.." She said as she frowned "But then again, I supose I can loosen up, like you said- Miss Mia" Tiffany finished and looked over to Ms. Whiten.

((@ piptik I also didn't see your post till I posted >.< sorry bout that.
and Arisa is leaving us for a bit now >.> <.< so I can consintrate a little better XD ))

Nobu snuggled closer to his twin. He was only half asleep as he always woke up slightly when either Lord Tamashi or his brother left the bed. Peeking open a golden cat-like eye he looked about for his Lord. "What troubles you my lord?" he questioned with a small yawn. Getting slightly destracted he looked out the grand window and remembered the festaval tonight. He was hoping they'd be going.

"Ah, it's not a problem, nice to meet you. I am you're employer and I'm here to pick you up. My name is Avada Zeveran" Avada shook the girl's hand. She was certantly an interesting character. Avada had to wonder how well Avery would get along with her until she was transfered for an order.

Mikey was curious about the unasked question, but it wasn't his job to pry, besides he still had to visit the Lord and then go see the new girls and hopefully have it all done in time for the festivities. "Have a nice day sir." He said and dismissed himself and headed off on his bike. It was a bit of a ride to the lord's mansion. Mikey had only been around him once or twice, but always while Avada was around. He got the sence that Avada didn't like the Lord being around him all that much, and therefore was a bit uncomfortable going up here alone. There were also the twins, who he couldn't read at all, sometimes they seemed to be really close and then other times it seemed they were about to kill eachother. He desided that he'd stand a good distance from the door... just to be safe.

Riker watched the boy leave then went inside, tossing the girl's file onto his couch. What was that boy's name? I swear I know it... He's one of Ms. Avada's assistants. Isn't he? The thoughts escaped him as his eyes traveled to the file on his couch. He walked over and gingerly opened it, humming the tunes to an old opera song he loved.
"A miss Tiffany Fe'Lance." He said, practicing the way it sounded coming from his lips. "Tiffany Fe'Lance... A good french name, no?" He grinned, pulling out a few more papers. When he reached the photos, he stopped and frowned. "Tiffany Fe'Lance... Fe'Lance...' He pulled out a few of his favorite pictures and just stared at her. She was beautiful. Especially for a human. He straightened up in a bolt, pushing the papers back into the file and throwing the file into a drawer by the door. When he closed the dresser drawer, he went to the kitchen and pulled the blood bag out of the microwave from earlier. It had gotten a bit cold, but he was hungry. Very hungry suddenly. The entire bag was empty in a few seconds and he groaned. He couldn't wait for another bag to be made... What he needed was Tiffany... Though he asked for a 'mate'. he had hoped she wouldn't mind letting a little blood go for his sake. Human blood was amazing to his tongue. He couldn't help himsef... The feeling simmered and he could sense his fangs retracting. Things needed to be done before Ms. Fe'Lance arrived. Many many things indeed...

{XD Thought that was the case ^^ Just wanted to be sure X3}

Gretta's eyes widened.
"That's such a pretty name! It's original and is so fun to say. By employer do you mean you're the CEO? I thought there was something official about you. Official being how friendly but business like at the same time, the way only a really great boss could! And it's so awesome that you actually pick up your new employees, what a huge moral boost that must be. I-," she stopped herself again. "Sorry," she withdrew her hand, realizing she had been shaking Avada's vigorously while she had been rambling. "I don't mean to be embarrassing or annoying, I'll try harder not to speak as much." Her actions confirmed her self-discipline as she straitened her back and pulled a very serious expression of set determination across her face.

Avery had to think for just a moment as Mia asked her the question. There were so many residents of the town, very few even stuck out to her completely. Then again, Avery spent most of her days indoors. Doing one thing or another. Not that it was lonely or anything. She seemed always surrounded by people.

"Sir Riker Ackerman? The times I have met him he seemed to enjoy a good joke. I would say he is a Playful individual. Well, I rarely hear bad things about the man." Avery said to them, then reaching just a ways next to her to pick up a small folder. Well two folders to be precise. She opened the second of the two and glanced at it for a second before setting it back down. The Lord was someone she knew Avada was not fond of, but Avery did not know much more than that on the man.

"Lord Tamashi, sadly is someone I do not know much of. He rarely comes to the mansion." Avery said. Well she was partly honest, but there was no use scaring the girls that night. They had already had a very long day. Traveling and such. "We should be there in just a few more minutes. There would you girls like me to show you around, or bring you to your rooms to unpack and rest?"

Durring Gretta's rant Avada could hardly contain the amusement that bubbled up. One of her eyebrows had shifted upward and she wondered if the girl was on a sugar hype or possibly caffine? She somehow felt the girl was actually being honest and not just trying to suck up. No matter why, Gretta deffinately came off as energetic, she'd have to take care with matching her for an order.

"It's quite alright" She said amusement edging her words once she regained her hand, "Now, if you'll follow me I'll take you to where you'll be staying. Oh, wait do you have all you're bags?" Avada glanced about wondering if all she had was her backpack.

((by the way, I love you're character XD so epically hyper))

He looked around to his little kit "its nothing little one just thinking dont worry yourself.............how would you like to go to the festival with me and Juga tonight." He smiled loving at the little ones as Juga began to stir.

"Master are we really going to the festival tonight." Juga jumped up and hugged Tamashi with reckless amandon and ended up hitting him in the nose.

(@ Arisa >.< watch your spelling woman lol seriously, I know you were in a rush but watch!)

Nobu bristled at his twin's sudden movent, hadn't he been asleep a moment ago? Nobu glared slightly in his brother's direction. "Faker. Don't pretend to be sleeping if you aren't." He was slightly concerned for Tamashi but knew better than to think anything Juga could do would have any perminate damage. However that didn't mean he couldn't use this as an operatunity. With swiftness he made it to the other two and practically shoved his brother away. "My lord, are you alright?"

Tiffany looked away out to the horizon and didn't much know what Mia would like to do- nor what the other new employees wanted either 'I would just like to settle to where I'm suppose to be..' She frowned and felt some sort of ringing in her ear. 'Is someone talking about me?' Tiffany wondered.

Her mind wandered off elsewhere.. She remembered something one of her friends was referencing to, a lullaby sung by handmaidens. 'Rei..' Tiffany closed her eyes as the lullaby haunted her mind. "Sleeping Priestess" She whispered; though she didn't mean to. Why was the song in her head?


'Sleep, priestess, lie in peace Sleep, priestess, lie in peace If you cry, the boat you'll ride The last trip to the other side Once you get there The bib you shall wear You will be punished Should you fail to lie still... Sleep, priestess, lie in peace Sleep, priestess, lie in peace If the priestess should wake from her dream Perform the rite of stakes, her limbs pinned tight Lest the doors open wide and suffering unleashed on all... Go to the other side Go to the other side Cast the boat, take a ride Cross the rift to the other side Further and further to the other side It must sail bearing your tattooes And our offering of tears..' She was singing it under her breath, and finally came to her senses

'Rei, the only reason why you sung that song is because you like scaring me..' Tiffany hoped the other two hadn't heard her, or they would probably think she was insane. 'That song has no reference to me.. I might have spiritual tattoos, but I'm no priestess.. Hmph..' Tiffany sat quietly without another word and waited for someone else to answer.

{Vixeona: Thanks XD I know, right? I know a person who's like this so it's easy to RP as this OC XD}

"Yep, Ms. Zeveran, I'm a light packer," Gretta resumed the cheerful look that she had left the plane with, though this did not mean that she was not restraining herself. Not in the slightest. If she wasn't holding back, she would have asked Avada is it was Mrs. or Ms.. And if it was Mrs., how long was she married. What was married life like? She couldn't wait till she was married, but doubted that any man would love her enough to commit unless he was as crazy as she was. What was being a CEO like? She wanted to ask but didn't want to get fired just after being hired.

Mia listened to Avery, unaware of what Tiffany was mumbling under her breath about. She skipped past all the information about Mister Ackerman and tuned into the part about a lord or something. "A lord? That's what he wants people to call him?" She scoffed. "He must have a pretty high self esteem." She crossed her arms. "Though I would never do anything rebellious against him if that were the case... I'm all bark and no bite." She shrugged, uncrossing her arms and leaning forward slightly to see what she was looking at. "He's going to be my employer than?... This 'Lord' guy?..."

(( sorry you guys the internet in our dorm was down for a couple days))
(( to vixeon-and bish i dont want to hear it you saw me type it you should have corrected me then so stuff it or ill rape you tonight XD))

Juga glared at Nobu and pushed him back from Tamashi. "Im so sorry master I didn't mean to hurt you please forgive me."

"It's quite alright little one you did me no harm." He pulled both Juga and Nobu into a tight hug before they could resume their bickering once again.

Avery noticed how Tiffany seemed to completely zone out. At least from everything Avery had told her. She closed her eyes for a second. If the two girls were not so close, she would have sighed heavily. Tiffany's voice was truly beautiful though. It did surprise her how suddenly she heard a question. She looked up the the other girl in the car, Mia.

"That is what the report says. But like I said before, I personality do not know much about the man." Avery said to her. Setting the folders down on her lap. She paused as the Manor came into view. "We are here ladies. You did never answer my question before." Avery said to them both. Either showing them around, or they would just sleep. Either was up to them. Avery did have work to be done, but it could wait just a bit longer.

((Not really sure where I should begin/jump in, so I do hope this is acceptable))

How many days can pass in bleak unbreakable routine? One after another, all in quick succession, blurring together for all their apparent normalcy. She'd have given anything to break the spell of habitual sameness, the day to day activities that marked a lack of funding, a lack of muse, and a lack of direction. She could only vaguely recall her days as an undergrad now, though they were not particularly far behind her, and grad school still hovered somewhere off in a far distant future where she had plenty of money to spare for keeping the interest off of loans as she paid the rent and lived off the lonely bachelorette's classic, take out for one...One of these days she'd learn how to cook, though these days most ingredients for a meal cost about the same as ordering a small one from one of the local dives or a nearby fast food joint.

Day in and day out she'd go to the fridge and frown as she scrunched her brows trying to identify some mold covered food that never should have been left there unattended for as long as it has. Now covered in a fine layer of hairy white flecked with bits of blue, what may or may not have been lomain was carefully lifted with one hand as she pinched her nose with the other.

Tossing it away as quickly as she could, Amanda tapped the fridge shut with her foot and sighed before turning to bag the trash, tying it tight. From her room, a familiar tune began playing and she cursed, letting the trash bag drop back into the can. What a day she thought as she scrambled into her bedroom, hopping over two half finished canvases and a scattered pile of job applications to reach her desk, where her cellphone chirped out a merry little tune.

Flipping it open she winced as she greeted whoever was on the other line, her voice shaking a bit as she did so. "H-hello?" There was no measure for how much she detested speaking on the phone. Even with a friend on the other end of the line, there was always some sense of foreboding that came about with the whole process.

Listening patiently as an unfamiliar voice detailed the terms of what she had lately been referring to as 'the dream job' her eyes bulged and she thanked her lucky stars that the man on the other end of the line couldn't see her right now.

"Of course I'm still interested." Amanda's voice came in a hurried rush. "No, no, that isn't a problem at all. I can be there in an hour," she informed the man.

Though a few more words were exchanged between the two, she barely heard them, so overcome was she with disbelief which, as she was finally able to hang up and pause a moment to let the particulars of the situation sink in, turned to an excited exuberance. She'd landed the 'dream job,' the one she'd been telling all of her friends about, knowing all the while that they'd never choose her. Her resume wasn't anywhere near as strong as it could have been. Fresh out of college, her credentials were no better than anyone else's, and she hadn't really been holding out for it. Already she'd sent out dozens of applications to any place claiming to be hiring, and thus far she'd received nothing but the dreaded polite rejection...until now. Now, it appeared that someone was finally interested in her talents.

With a little whoop of joy she pumped a fist in the air and practically danced toward her closet. Best to get all of this pent up excitement out now, for later she'd be on her way to Humon Co. and she would have to be at her most reserved, ready to fulfill whatever duties where issued to her.

((sorry it's a bit short and kinda craptacular))

Tiffany looked over at Avery, and spoke quite forward "I really would like to meet my employer.. But again, I wouldn't want to intrude; I believe he really is expecting his house keeping tomorrow." She shyly looked away and put her hands onto her own lap "I'd like to be acquainted with him, so I'm not as scared to meet him tomorrow.." Tiffany sat up and brushed herself off.

[[ writers block AND got work D: ]]

((I'd post something, but I don't have enough time before rollcall. So just letting you guys know I'm alive and will post tommorow =P @Seridano- actually *though I haven't checked for sure* that may be the longest post and I don't think it's bad =P))

Smeared blues and greens and browns stained Kage's bare legs and boxers as he wiped his hands against them. True, the apron he was wearing was designed for the purpose of keeping his clothes clean, but he couldn't really use it to wipe his hands with. It was already caked with paint and charcoal, oils and pastels.
The sooner his order came the better. Then his clothes would be washed, the dishes cleaned...
Kage sighed whimsically, breaking his concentration from the gargantuan canvas in front of him and letting his thoughts wonder. How had he managed to find one so big anyway? After several years he had forgotten the how but not the why. He needed something colossus for his project.
A painted diary. He grinned, using a finger, dusty and purple with dried paint, to trace the figures he had drawn. There was the beginnings of a forest that melted into a decaying city; a memoir of his journey as a hatchling, if only more dramatic. A crystal lake, pure and unadulterated by the bloody battle and the soldiers that were frozen in place a distance away. He had added these on the day when he settled down here and felt overwhelmed by everything. Everything was coming out in bits and pieces that day, he couldn't put anything down on paper and have it make sense.
Dropping his hand, he took one last look at his painting before walking away. Stepping out of the garage where his art studio was, if it could be called an art studio- there were so many empty paint tubes and broken brushed along with used canvases all over the place that it looked like more like a dump-, he flicked off the lights and shut the door.
As he traveled down the hallway he untied his apron only to pull it back on. He was hungry. Making a sharp left turn where his hallway divided into his bedroom and kitchen and entered his kitchen. Popping open the fridge, he pulled out a bowl of blackberries along with three eggs. Soon, he also had gathered flour and buttermilk, whipping them together to make a smooth thick batter. He sniffed it, added some seeds and cinnamon, mixed it some more, and then pored all of it into a skillet that already had the butter melting.
Five minutes later one large flapjack lay on top of Kage's plate, smothered in cream and berries. Plopping down onto his bed with a satisfied grunt, he dug into his breakfast. Quite literally, in fact, since he had no utensils, not anywhere in the house. After a session of messy eating, he fell face first on his bed, content and sleepy with his full stomach. Slowly, he drifted off into a deep and uninterrupted sleep.

Frost open her eyes again as she tried to wake up. She finally gave up and sat up looked about her surroundings. This was not her base and where was she. She looked down at her hands seeing that rings where gone. Whit out thinking she reached for her weapon and soon began to panic as she found none. She jumped up and looked about the strange room she was in for some explanation for why she was there and where her weapons where. Her mind raced as she tried to remember what had happen before she blacked out.
Her eye's shifted to a door as she heard other near. She slowly moved towards it and gazed out of the small crack looking for any clue to where she was and why. Her head hurt for some odd reason she wandered if she had been knocked out by some chance of fate before ending up here where ever here was for her. She could tell it was rather up scale but the decor of the room she was in. Some thing she wasn't use to because of the places she had to go to complete most of her missions.
When she got out of this place she would give head quarts as piece of her mind about this. If she ever got out of this strange place.
She kept quite as she waited hoping that the others would just pass and not enter the room. Maybe she had just been placed there for while and these where just workers making their way to their job in the place. She hoped that was the case so she could make her escape. She didn't need her weapons to take out a few simple guards or to get answers on why she was being held in this place. But she did need to get out and figure out what was going on.


Yasha gazed at the moon as he stood in one of the many court yards admiring it's beauty. He loved how the moon could turn anything magical and well deadly as well. A slight smile appeared on his lips as he smelt something so entreating. It had been a while since he had smelt humans that smelt so tempting. Or it could be the fact he hadn't feed yet as well. He let out a sigh as he looked back to the moon and sipped on his glass of wine.
Before he was turned many many moons ago he had been a wine maker. His love for wine still over the many years hadn't changed nor had his taste for the finer things in life. He had been lucky to find this strange and decant place that he now called home. It was better than the mansions and palaces and even the grave yards he had occupied over the years. At lest here he didn't have to hide what he was or worry about others finding out what he was and trying to hunt him again.

((ANNOUNCEMENT TO ALL- I've made a list at the bottom of the profile post listing character relations -who owns who- if you'd prefer a differant pairing just say, otherwise the only thing that will change them is the characters themselves as they interact aka char1 desides it no longer likes/trusts char2 and runs off with char3)

"Very well, if you'll follow me I'll show you where you'll be staying. Just so you know, you'll be working under my Operations Manager." Avada said taking in the girl before her. As she led her to the entrance where another company car was just pulling up she pondered this girls personality and Avery. They'd probably get along fine, even if Gretta's self control didn't hold up. She regarded Avery as one of the more level headed individuals here. "On occation I do have my employees work for some local buisnesses, would it bother you if I were to do this with you?" It was a formality to ask more than anything. If she had a client and Gretta matched the description then she'd be transfered.

Mikey sighed as he reached Lord Tamashi's place. It was night now which made him feel less safe outside the vampire's home. Though he knew many of Foxton Woods residance he didn't view any of them as monsters really. Tamashi and his two demons however... were the only ones he had a bad experiance with. Ringing the doorbell, and shaking away bad memories, he took a few swift steps backward to have some distance between him and the door.

Tamashi perked his head up hearing the chime of the doorbell. "Wonder who that could be" Tamashi placed the twins on the bed and proceded to the door to greet his guest. As Tamashi opened the door who is he to find but his favorite toy Mikey. "Well well well its been a long time has it not young one, to be honest I thought she would start sending someone else over here after the last encounter." Tamashi gave a perverted smirk.

"Master who is it who is it." Juga's eyes widened on seeing the guest, an evil grin gracing his already indescent appearance. " Master he came back to play with us can we keep him this time pretty please master ill take really good care of him this time PLEASE." Juga started jumping up and down frantically with excitment (in more than one way i might add ^.^) at the mere thought of Mikey staying in the mansion with them.

He awoke for another day, his body and sore and aching, as if that was much of a change. He got himself out of his bed, his eyes still closed as he his reflexes were sharp enough so that he didn't need to have his sight to know his surroundings to a hair's distance.

His nostrils flared as he smelt the exact same smells as he did the day before, and the day before that. The same smells of slight cinnamon and nothing else, only the smell that he emitted. He heaved a sigh, his chest visibly lifting and falling with the force he put into it, his hands coming up to cover his face. He brought his hands down, his arms and hands hung loosely at his sides.

He opened his eyes, running them over the room. He chuckled to himself, stopping his gaze around the room, he already knew that the same boring lamp, with the same boring lamp shade would be waiting for him around his peripheral. no one there occupying the space by his side, the empty space in his bed. The scriptures had it wrong, Angels couldn't not love humans, it wasn't forbidden and even if it was, it's not as if he had to obey the rules now anyways.

He sighed again, walking himself to the shower, the exact same mundane routine as every day. His wings unfurled and brushed along the doorways, the tips of the feathers sometimes bending, he twitched slightly at the feeling. He showered, crying softly in the shower for a while before walking out, grabbing a towel and drying his hair, he had something he needed to request of Humon Co, he'd heard tell that a few of the other creatures near by had gotten humans as companions or pets, it intrigued him, maybe they could find him a mate.

With this idea in his mind, he walked into his room, a soft smile on his face, his eyes actually gaining a lighter quality. He grabbed a pair of jeans and a tight fitting shirt. He closed his eyes and focused, shaking slightly, a white light emitted seemingly from within himself, his wings dissolving into the white light. He threw on the tight shirt and a jacket and walked out the front door, in the direction of Humon Co, whistling softly.

Coz whatched the woman walk over and try to look through the crack in the door. She was the second person that he knew of that had wondered onto Avada's vast property. The other had been killed before security had gotten to them, luckly he had been able to posses the demon that had jumped this one. The demon still lurked outside the room's door though, with the understanding that if things didn't go as planned he'd get to finnish her off.

Becoming visable Coz leaned over silently so he was speaking into the girl's ear, "What's so interesting about the door? It isn't locked you know. But I wouldn't go out just yet, he'll eat you."

Frost turned quickly without thinking as she reached out aiming to kill who every was behind her daring to whisper in her ear. She froze as she found nothing behind other other than a image. She tried again to punish the man but found that she went threw him. She backed away from him and found herself against the door as it clicked shut behind her. For the first time she couldn't protect herself from this thing. Where was she is all she could think as her eye's gazed at the being from beneath her hood. She had lost it she thought as she stared at the being. Ghost where only in stories to scare little kids.
"I'm where? What is this place and how did I get here." She said as she stared at the ghost hoping that in reality it was just some sick joke being played on her by the government. She really hoped he was just a hologram. But in her heart she felt that it wasn't and she was in a rather strange place that she herself wouldn't have chosen to be willingly. Or had she as she tried to think back. The missions had go harder and she had thought of leaving but every one knows once a assassin always and you can never leave the government want let you.

"Oh don't be like that" he pouted at her, "so defencive." he backed up and crossed his legs so he was basicaly sitting in mid air. Glancing at his legs he realized he was still slightly transparent "Sorry about that." He solidified his apearance a bit more so that he looked solid. "Anyway, welcome to Foxton Woods. You seemed to have wondered into our humble abode. Most human's get the pleasant tour and are allowed to believe what they wish about the town's people. You however have wandered in the back door. So, you get to see the gritty side of things. You'll also be working for Lady Avada." Coz said it all with a pleasant smile and a tone that made it sound like he was talking about what he had for breakfast. "Any questions?"