Winter couldn't believe the regurgitated words that came tumbling so smoothly out of Spring's mouth. Winter's expression changed from annoyed to horrified in under a second, that is until a delicate hand was lifted to her face in an attempt to block out the embarrassment of the situation. Oh would she have some things to say to Spring later. But the damage was already done now and she would have to salvage of it what she could.

As she was still trying to regain her composure, the neighbor guy responded to Spring's reply. A house populated solely by women? If only he knew just what exactly the inhabitants of the house really comprised of. And then there was the matter of eating pie for breakfast. Mother had never allowed it when they were children but now this goon was telling her younger sister it was okay! And what did he say about cookies? Winter was too disgruntled to hear.

Looking back behind her, Winter cursed the amused expression on Summer's face. He probably could have helped smooth over the situation but Winter wasn't about to ask for help. But what should she do? Winter almost wanted to cry from the frustration of it all. Tugging at Spring's sleeve once again she whispered, "Tell him our brother is sick, really really sick. Oh! And it's contagious. The house is quarantined." Maybe that would scare the human boy off. Autumn hadn't appeared yet, for all Winter knew, he could be sick so it wasn't like she was really lying, right?

Summer rolled his eyes at his sisters, both were acting foolish. Winter had run upstairs when there knock on the came about and before he could move to answer it, Spring came down and answered it. Winter for some reason came back downstairs and was actually talking to someone, which he found surprising. Spring was too upbeat for the morning and Winter was being too uptight. He glace towards the stairs, checking to see if Autumn was going to join the fray, but it didn't look like it. He hadn't moved since he came downstairs, but he had to smile at Winter's state. She was going to have to learn to interact with humans, at least while they were on earth.

He caught a whiff of the pie, it smelled good. He didn't think that there was anything wrong with having pie for breakfast. "Winter, relax. It will be fine. I'm here, I won't let anything happen," he said quietly to her, trying to comfort her just a little bit, lightly placing a hand on her shoulder. He had moved into the front hall and looked at the guy with the pie.

"Hey, nice to meet you. Sorry we haven't been able to properly introduce ourselves before, we've been trying to get used to the move," he explained to him.

Nathaniel shook his head as he smiled warmly and extended a hand saying, "It's no problem sir. My name is Nathaniel Payne, I'm your next door neighbor who just wanted to extend a friendly greeting in the form of apple-y goodness. I'm sorry for causing a disturbance here in the household."

Autumn woke to the commotion going on downstairs. Groaning inwardly at having to wake up and go downstairs to actually talk to his sibling seemed like a pain to him. Pulling on a white polo and an orange jacket, then some half faded jeans, he opened the door to his room and went downstairs. For some reason, everyone was half-panicking since there was a human at the door. Sighing, he went to the fridge and took two apples.

Looking at Spring he gave her soft smile before waving to Winter and Summer, saying,"Hey, I gotta go to work, bye." Taking a bite from his apple, he pulled on his baseball cap, pushed past his siblings and the guest and ran for it. Autumn really wasn't fond of any of his siblings, maybe Spring, but she was the only exception. He really disliked Summer, and Winter just seemed too uptight for his liking.

After he was a few feet away from the house, Autumn stretched, he wondered if any of his siblings would remember that his brithday was tomorrow. Let alone celebrate it. He subconciously rolled his eyes. As if, He thought bitterly, making his way around the street. He didn't really know where he was going, where he ended up was where he would stay for most of the day till he was spotted by his siblings.

"He's sick?" Spring's eyes widened, filled with concerned when her sister told her to mention to Nathaniel that Autumn had fallen sick...and she hadn't even known. Frowning she turned back to the man in the doorway. "I'm sorry but--" from behind her footsteps sounded and an unmistakable voice greeted them.

Casting a glance over her shoulder just in time to see him smile at her, Spring's eyes widened. Why, there was Autumn, and he didn't look sick at all. Confusion eating at her she turned back to Winter. "You said he was sick you...you lied" and somehow that seemed to surprise the youngest season. it was as though she had, up until this point, believed her siblings incapable of lying to her, or perhaps the sudden sense of betrayal that assailed her came from the fact that Winter was always the one who felt the need to tell the rest of them not to lie.

As Autumn pushed by, seemingly intent on avoiding the lot of them (their newly arrived visitor included), Spring paid little mind to him, all her attention being fixed, instead, upon her older sister. "You lied," she said again, voice quiet, tinged with disbelief, and then suddenly she was turning back to Nathaniel, a smile forcing itself back onto her face.

Winter had said pie was a bad choice for breakfast, but Autumn and Nathaniel hadn't seemed to think it was a bad idea...and Winter had lied. Perhaps, thought Spring, apple pie wasn't such a bad breakfast food after all. "Come on in, pie sounds great!" And with that, her mood altered once more and she stepped aside, allowing just enough space for their neighbor to enter the house.

Wren chuckled softly as he leant against one of the trees, listening to the commotion going on at his new neighbour's house. It seemed that, while one girl was eagerly trying to bring the guy inside, her sister was avidly attempting to stop this. He had glanced up a few moments earlier to spot the same girl he'd seen a month ago gazing out of her window. Smiling faintly, Wren stretched before beginning to make his way down the street. It seemed that house was gradually getting more and more crowded, it would probably be awkward if he decided to add himself to the mix.

Not looking up, Wren's gaze was fixated on the camera screen as he walked slowly down the path. Only the sound of hurried footsteps made him glance up in surprise. Eye widening, he stepped quickly sideways to avoid getting hit, holding his camera up so it wouldn't fall. Blinking a little, the smile flickered over his lips again before he began to walk again, following the guy curiously. He was certainly new, must have come from the house with the frosty girl who'd taken the cake. Most likely it was in the bin actually, something that irritated him a little, but Wren wouldn't hold a grudge, for long anyway. Lifting his camera again, he smiled widely before the clicking of the shutter was heard and he'd taken a photo of the other, red haired young man wearing glasses. Lowering the small machine again, he walked a little faster until he was beside the other. "Um, hey! You look a little lost, I take it you're one of the new neighbours?"

Autumn flinched, then relaxed when he saw that it wasn't his siblings seemingly trying to drag him home,"Oh, you kinda scared me," He said, pushing up his glasses. "Yeah, I'm new, I really don't like being with any of my siblings, its kind of embarrassing...."He massaged his temples, ad concentrated on walking ahead, since thinking and walking at the same time was not something he could really do. Not his problem, but now most of the humans was Spring's, Winter's, and Summer's problem.

Completely bored of walking, Autumn looked at Wren,"You know any relaxing places around here?" He took off his baseball cap, even though it as the last day of summer, it was still pretty warm out.

Nathaniel smiled as he stepped inside, looking around he saw that the house was somewhat lax in decor. Turning to the Seasons he said, "Thank you very much ms. Well, all of you know my name, may I ask yours? Well, I suppose we can properly get to know each other in the kitchen over some pie," he turned to winter and gave a wink saying, "and I promise that its not poisoned."

Winter frowned deeply at Spring when the younger seasons accused her of lying. She never said Autumn was sick, instead she merely asked Spring to tell the stranger that he was. But whatever, it was too late and the damage was already done. There was no way her younger sister was going to pay attention to anything she said now, and worse yet, the stranger was being invited inside. Well she for one would not be sitting around dressed inappropriately with some strange manfolk. Turning to Spring she said in a voice mixed with anger and hurt, "Sorry, I thought he was."

And with that she turned on her heel, dark brown hair swaying behind her as she began to make her escape. One thing was certain, she would not be eating pie for breakfast with the others no matter how rude it might seem of her. She honestly didn't even know why she had bother coming downstairs at all anymore. Why bother putting effort into something that should be taken care of by Summer anyway? He seemed to think his mere presence would make everything alright, what a joke. What would the humans do if they found out just how strange their neighbors really were? Winter honestly didn't think it was a good idea to allow them into their residence.

She had just reached the doorway that connected the dining room and the kitchen when Nathaniel walked inside. She took a moment to glare at him menacingly as he winked at her and assured her that his treat contained no traces of poison. At least the last stranger she had taken a cake from had the decency to not ask himself inside without being invited. With another word, Winter turned again and left them in the hallway as she climbed the stairs then locked herself in her room. Why did life in the human world have to be so very complicated?

Striking eyes of sapphire blue studied the world that lay beyond the glass that currently confined the owner. A soft sigh was made audible as Lucia Adler rested her chin on her hand, propping herself on the familiar counter top that she seemed to man everyday. She had been up earlier then most sane people, having been at her current job as the cafe's barista since six thirty in the morning. She was not exactly a fan of the earlier shifts but she needed to make money somehow and in a way that it would never interrupt her school schedule. Not that school had mattered for some time as it was Summer. Another sigh escaped her once again. "That's right. Last friggin' day of the Summer." The thought saddened her as her life would go back to the usual mundane routine that she always had kept during her schooling.

"No use dwelling on it. I'll be done soon enough anyway." This was her final year in school after all, then she would be off to bigger and better places. The thought comforted her and had done so numerous times. She pushed herself back up and away from the counter starting with wiping down the smooth, cool surface with a rag. She only had a couple more hours left and the morning had been predictably slow as it was in the warmer months.

Lucia hummed softly along with the music that was currently playing as she worked on tidying up the cafe. Only a few customers sat at tables sipping their drinks while going over important documents quietly. No doubt her boss would come to dismiss her early today, maybe then she would go home and finally start on that painting that she had been dreaming about for however long now. It wasn't as if she would be going to the beach or anything social, she never had had plans with other people while living in this small town. It felt as if Lucia was still branded as the outsider. The thought caused her to pause in her actions of unloading the the freshly washed mugs and glasses from the washer machine.

"I'm not the newest person here anymore..." It was spoken softly as if it were a secret that was being exchanged to a dear friend. A small smile erupted on her small yet pleasant lips. Perhaps she could meet them and befriend someone in that family? Though she hadn't recalled seeing anyone emerge from that household yet, and it had been a month now since they had all moved in. Shaking her head slowly and going back to her current task she disregarded the idea. What did it matter at this point that she should want friends here?

She continued on with humming with the music that was playing. She was happy with the job she had, it was easy money and close to home with the hours she needed. The place was vibrantly decorated with a sort of Asian feel to it. It gave off a sort of upbeat zen feel when one stepped inside for a daily caffeine fix. It made a perfect hangout not to mention a great study place. That and at night the place converted over to a well known and liked bar. Lucia had yet to see it at night as she was still underage.

"Hey Lu, how's it goin'?" Lucia turned to see her manager standing in the doorway with a grin on his face. As usual he was in his happy-go-lucky sort of mood, the tall middle aged male approached the counter and leaned on it. "Slow morning again?" Yeah, I figured. Want to take off once you're doing with reloading the dishwasher? I can take over from here." He had casually taken an observation of the place before returning his sunny gaze on her own icy one.

She managed to shrug her thin shoulders and grinned slightly at the predictability of the situation. "Sure, if you really don't mind that is." With that she quickly finished her last task of the day then turned to the computer and punched herself out from the time clock. Breezing by with her bag in hand, she shot her manager a small smile with a small word of 'thanks' before proceeding to the outdoors.

Pausing to inhale the slightly humid air she rummaged in her messenger bag for her glasses case and popped it open. Inside were her favorite sun glasses with crimson color tinted lenses. She donned them and then turned to begin her short journey homeward.

The current humidity did not seem to faze Lucia as she always seemed to have an attire that consisted of darkly colored clothing. Today she wore black jean cutoffs, her favorite pair of leather knee highs and a black band t shirt that she had altered the neckline of so it sat under her shoulders. Underneath she wore a deep red tank top and her black hair that she normally wore down was currently pulled back away from her face into a bun fastened with a pair of intricately decorated Japanese chopsticks.

As Lucia rounded the corner of the block and the library came into view the idea struck her that she still had yet to return the books she had borrowed.
"I guess that now would be a good time to return them and get some new ones." She began to run over the mental list of books that she was hoping would be available now, having sent in a request last week.

Wren raised an eyebrow when the guy seemed to jump before glancing to him. “Really? I never knew I was scary...Maybe it’s the eye patch, makes me look like a pirate” He laughed softly before shrugging a little. Pausing, Wren nodded before glancing around with a soft smile. “Yeah, I know what you mean, my older brother used to love embarrassing me when we were younger, thank God he’s moved to Uni now” He joked.

Looking surprised, Wren nodded slightly. “Sure, there are loads of places around here...There’s the park, and that’s right next to the library and there’s also a cafe nearby, plus an art gallery, but I think that’s closed, may not be though.” He offered, motioning for the guy to follow him. “Oh yeah, I didn’t tell you, the name’s Wren, like the bird, I live in the house next to yours.” He smiled brightly as he spoke.

Dawn finished eating breakfast and walked over to the counter, staring at the basket of cookies and treats. "Mom, are you sure you want me to bring this over to the neighbors house?" She asked, a skeptical look on her face. Her mother was a notoriously bad cook, everyone in the town knew it. Her mother glared at her and Dawn raced to pick up the basket and run from the kitchen. "Fine, I'll go bring them over, but don't blame me is your terrible cooking kills our new neighbors." She said as she made her way out the front door. She stared across the street at the house and took a deep breath. "Well, I better get this over with." She took one step forward and made her way over to the neighbor's house.

She didn't find anything unusual about the house, but to be safe, she kept to the walkway and stepped up to the front door. Dawn hesitated before she lifted her hand and knocked on the door, waiting for someone to answer. She brushed her hand through her hair a little bit to try and sort it out since she hadn't taken any time to brush it this morning. She hoped she didn't look like a complete mess if they answered.

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Rroy "Wrath" Skytun

The coldness from within erupted. Taking over, crimson eyes opened as a blindly light poured into the darkened mind of Mother Nature's greatest nightmare. Had he wanted, Rroy Skytun could have crippled the world with the snap of a finger, but due to his weakened state and desire to wreck havoc and cause much adored pain and suffering, he fell back to plan B. It would be less convenient, but it was a price he was willing to pay.

Not a patient man, Rroy would subject himself to such mere attempts to cope with the ultimate desire to destroy. It was in his blood. It always was. Born with a curse, the Devil's Curse, Rroy pledged his life to Satan, but in the end, that would just be him. You see, in Rroy's mind, he would become the Devil's successor and what a better gift to himself than the land and the seasons. Why have four seasons when all four could be united into one doom-like season - Dunkelheit.

He neither wanted nor desired happiness and life. Death was a word he craved and lived for. Why? When one embraces death and looks it in the eye, it is only natural that said person falls hopelessly in love with lady death herself.

Eyes overlooking the empire he would soon call his own, Rroy took a confident step off the edge of the branch he was perched upon. The ground rushed toward him, but it soon hit him with a cloud of dust and a light tremor. A skilled assassin, that's what Rroy was. He spent day and night training his body to become one with the land. To learn the ways of gravity and be able to precisely calculate the physics all around him, that was the life Rroy had lived for the past five years. He didn't have to do this. No, he wanted to. No, needed to. Rroy thrilled off knowledge and lusted for more. Power was nothing if a cunning mind could not back it up. Words are only swords when things are phrased properly. Semantics are everything, but even structure fails when a holistic grasp of the universe isn't fulfilled.

His feet barely touched the ground. Swift footsteps only bent the grass someone before the resilient blades bounced back to their original position. Approaching the town in which he called "home," Rroy slowed his pace down. Had someone caught wind of his ungodly speed, he might be exposed for the fraud he was. You see, to this people Rroy was but a humble blacksmith who also doubled as an architect and mechanic. Swords were one thing, but if a roof needed fixing, he was called. If an axle broke, Rroy would rush over and mend the broken wheelbarrow. The people of the town had begun to trust him, leaning on his rare skill set from time to time.

A deep exhale followed as his eyes looked about for some common folk. Avoiding the seasons, well, it was an impossible wish, but he did his best not to cross paths with them. Red eyes gazing up at the sky, Rroy shook his head. Today will be the day. I cannot avoid the inevitable anymore. I will meet the seasons. And I will hate every moment of it. Attention directed at the house where the seasons lived, Rroy snorted. Would he walk up there and welcome them? Finally introduce him? Perhaps? But for now, he wanted to remain distant. The longer he could prolong that dreaded meeting, the better.

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[[Hope that was an okay first post. I wasn't really sure how to introduce him. :\]]

Summer wanted to stop Autumn to try and talk to him, but the boy left the house in such a hurry it was hard to catch him. It was just not one of Summer's best mornings in trying to talk with his siblings. At least they all lived in the same house, so he could try and corner the boy in his room later. Autumn would hate it, but what else was new, he despised Summer. That was why he wanted to talk to him, they need some brotherly bonding time, maybe Summer could take him out for his birthday, it was the next day and they could spend some time together then, if he could make the arrangement with him.

Summer just had to smile at Winter as she left the room in a huff. He should probably go after her and talk to her, but it would be rude and bad to leave him alone with Spring. "Don't worry about it Nathaniel, its always crazy around here. My name's Summer, the cool one was Winter, you'll have to forgive her. She hasn't adjusted to it here yet. And this little one is Spring," he introduced them as he ruffled his kid sister's hair.

He lead the group into the kitchen, getting out plates and forks for the food. He gave Spring a bit of a nudge. "Give Winter a break, she's trying," he whispered to her. He could see how she'd be uncomfortable with having a strange person in the house.

Dawn shifted the basket of goodies onto her other arm as she used her free hand to knock on the door again. She wasn't a particularly impatient person, but she was going to lose her patience if no one answered the door soon. She thought she had seen one person leave the house earlier, before she made her way across the street. Someone had to be home, it wasn't like it was time for school yet. Though, since it was the last day of summer, that wasn't going to last too long. She put on her best smile as she waited, preparing her little welcome speech, and a warning against eating her mother's cooking. There was no way she was leaving these cookies with them without warning them of her mother's bad taste.

Inside her room, Winter took a moment to take in the things that lay scattered here and there. Her bed was centered on the wall that also contained the door frame through which she had just entered her room. The sheets were mussed up from sleep but she didn't bother to make them. To one side of the bed was a small wooden stand upon which an alarm clock and some library books had been placed. Across from the wall was a wooden chest of drawers which held her clothes. Lastly, in the corner between the two windows stood a looking glass. It was meager compared to the castle in her domain back at home to say the least.

Another knock at the front door interrupted Winter's reminiscing. Frowning, Winter paced quickly over to the window and peaked down through the glass. It was a girl this time and it looked like she was also holding some sort of food offering. Winter wondered vaguely if might not do better interacting with one of her own kind but only for a moment. She was done trying for the day after the mess her first attempt had turned into. It just wasn't worth the effort.

Turning away from the window, Winter flopped over onto her unmade bed and stared up at the ceiling of her room. Oh how she missed the perfect grey color of the sky in her own domain... Turning her head to the side slightly, she caught sight of the library books on her bedside table and shoved them off onto the floor. How she hated this place! A single icy tear trailed its way down her pale cheek until Winter forced herself up and out of bed. Dragging clothes angrily out of her dresser she forced herself to focus all of her attention on getting dressed.

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Aiko and Iku loved sleep. It was one of the most rewarding things in the world, and it was something that wouldn't cause drama of any kind. So of course, when the girls' alarm clocks went off, they both groaned and fumbled for the button - but different ones at that. Aiko reached for "off," while Iku reached for "snooze." After Aiko had gotten up to wash her face, she dragged an unwilling Iku out of bed. "Come on, Iku. Get up! You'll have to eventually." Iku only muttered, "Can't that eventually be later?"

Aiko sat on her bed fifteen minutes later, teeth brushed, hair combed, clothes (which consisted of a light blue tank-top, faded blue denim jeans, light blue Converse to match her shoes, and overall a small, white jacket) on their proper body parts and in the proper places. Iku was still picking out her outfit for the day, so Aiko simply picked out for her a long-sleeved shirt and matching pants, letting Iku fumble under the bed for her favorite white Converse. "Get those clothes on, Iku, and I'll find a granola bar or something for you to eat. It shouldn't take much longer for you to get ready, and if it will, then I'll just go to their house myself with the brownies." At this, Iku only mumbled a small 'okay' and started pulling her pants on while Aiko slipped downstairs.

"Ohayou gozaimasu, Aiko," her father greeted on his way upstairs. Aiko replied a quick greeting back in Japanese before continuing her path down to the kitchen. The girls' father made sure that his daughters didn't forget their Japanese, and constantly talked to them every chance he got in his native tongue, since they didn't have the money to fly to Japan to see their relatives. Aiko dismissed the thought and searched the pantry and refrigerator for Pop Tarts, granola bars, and anything else she could get for her very hungry sister, and found a small granola bar hidden behind the cereal boxes. She ate a small piece and saved the rest for Iku.

"Honey? I have the brownies on the stove for you, if you haven't seen them already. Get Iku down here so you guys aren't the last ones to greet the neighbors," her mother said from behind Aiko. The girl turned around and patted her mother's growing belly, about eight months of pregnancy. She smiled. "Thank you. And yes, I'll take them over across the street any second now," she said, glancing at the stairs. Iku came down and grabbed the granola bar from Aiko, who in turn took the brownies from the stove.

Together they left the house and approached the Seasons' house, which had another person waiting. "Hello Dawn. Have you seen the neighbors yet? Any trace?" Aiko asked, pausing to knock on the door. "Are they freaks?" Iku asked after Aiko, finishing the granola bar. "Do they have green hair and weird yellow alien eyes, or are they plain and boring like mostly all new people who come to this town, and then leave for no apparent reason?" Aiko frowned. "Iku, this town isn't boring," she said, but it was in a quieter voice, one that acknowledged the truth in her sister's words.

Nathaniel smiled at the newcomer and walked into the kitchen, placing the pie down before making his way upstairs, avoiding detection. He looked around the upstairs landing, taking a whiff before heading for Winter's room, following the smell of cookies and icy mint. Silently opening the door, he watched Winter finish getting dressed before saying in a voice devoid of warmth but still with an air of friendliness, "Ya know... it's not polite to just leave a guest like that. So, you're name's Winter huh? Strange, Winter is my favorite season and yet it you don't seem to fond of me." He gave a cynical little smile.

Dawn smiled at the two girls when they came up to the door. "No, I haven't met them yet. I've been waiting for a few minutes, so I don't know what they're like." She looked down at the basket of cookies her mother had made and sighed. "When someone answers the door, I'm going to have to warn them about these." She indicated the treats. "My mom is a terrible cook, she can't bake a thing, but it's the thought that counts anyway." She sighed again.

Winter thought she heard yet a new pair of human voices filter up through her window as she dressed but she did her best to ignore them. What was with them today? Their house had never seen so many visitors in one day...

Standing away from the windows so that none of the humans down below would see her changing, she slipped off her sleeping garments and pulled on a pretty white sundress and slipped her arms into a navy blue shrug. She was just pulling her long hair out from where it had caught in her dress when she heard a slight noise behind her and turned to find the human, Nathaniel, standing in her doorway staring at her.

Winter's eyes immediately narrowed. He had come to her house, invited himself in, and had just now snuck upstairs into her room to lecture her about manners? She would not stand to have a human in her room. In a flash she had crossed the room and slapped her hand against his face with as much force as she could muster. "GET OUT!" she screamed shrilly as she pushed him back into the hallway forcibly and slammed the door in his face.

Turning the lock deftly she allowed herself to slump against the door. Just who the hell did he think he was? The fucking pervert! And that wicked smile! She didn't know humans too well but something definitely seemed off about that one. The rest of them seemed to know their business. They came to the house, gave whatever it was they had brought to whoever was home and then left. Who was this guy inviting himself in and then letting himself into her room, while she was dressing mind you! Winter had to wonder if one of her siblings put him up to it.

A slender fingered hand had reached out and tugged on the door's elaborately designed handle. Lucia's brows knitted together in slight frustration as she found that the great double doors to the library held fast together. "Damn." She breathed out as she released the ornate handles and stepped back to peer up at the grand building. The library had always been a favored spot of her's, so she was naturally disappointed to find the place was still closed.
"I guess that I shouldn't be surprised actually." She shrugged her shoulders as she turned to face the steps once again that led downwards and to the street. She had forgotten that the library was still operating under Summer hours after all, and it was still much too early in the day yet.

Lucia visibly sulked as she began to make her short ascent to the sidewalk, then remembered the first reason she had come to this place. "Oh! My books!" The attitude having changed once she made the realization and turned towards the after hours drop box. She dug in her bag for the books that she had borrowed and slide them in one by one into the small metal slot. She would pause to listen to the loud thud they made as they made contact with the floor of the small box below as she pushed them in. Now that her initial mission was finished she gave the library one last longing look before heading back down to the street's pavement.

"Now what am I going to do?" She asked herself as she started her slow journey homeward. Lucia was not entirely ready to be indoors and getting a start on that painting that she had been thinking about earlier. Her attention was drawn to the new family's house, it seemed that the whole neighborhood was coming to greet them in some form or another. Pausing for a moment to stand and observe, Lucia readjusted her bag before continuing on with her slow wandering. Maybe she could find something to preoccupy her for a little longer.


((I couldn't resist posting again. It had been awhile anyway.))

(He had come in after Winter had finished dressing)

Nathaniel rubbed his cheek chuckling and said, "Excuse me princess, I was simply looking for the bathroom." Turning around he started downstairs saying quietly to himself, "Autumn, so distant from his family, Winter, hiding her fear behind anger, Summer, futiley trying to keep the peace, and Spring, cheerful and foolishly naive. I certainly have an interesting group of neighbors." Chuckling as he arrived back on the first floor he asked Summer, "Excuse me, I was looking for the bathroom? I find that its always important to wash your hands before a meal... especially pie."

((What you wrote was "he watched Winter finish getting dressed" which isn't very descriptive as to when exactly he came in. She also had no way of knowing when he came in since he opened the door silently. Sorry I misunderstood. You need to be careful because your character seems to know just a little too much sometimes verging on godmodding. Is he really that good of a judge of character that he can already tell everyone's personality quirks after only knowing them for five minutes?))

Aiko chuckled to herself. "Yes, I suppose you should warn them, then," she said to Dawn, and then gave another slight tap on the door, this time saying, "Hello? We're your new neighbors, if anyone's home... We've brought cookies and brownies!"

Iku only stared at the door, waiting for it to open. She heard shuffling and a woman's voice scream "get out," and that was when Iku became irritated. They know full and well that we're here, yet they ignore us and then have the nerve to fight amongst each other. "C'mon, Aiko. They don't want us here, anyway." She tugged at her sister's arm, who only swatted her away. "Iku, we haven't even met them yet. I want to, so if you don't, go home." Iku grumbled and started off down the path, but then turned around quickly and walked back up. "Fine."

Aiko sighed and leaned backwards against the doorframe. "If they end up not wanting us, then we'll just leave these here. Dawn, I can get you a piece of paper and a pen to write a little warning on, if we end up having to leave." She breathed slowly, closing her eyes. A few seconds later and Iku started tapping her foot in a loud, annoyed manner, muttering to herself about what reptiles she would set loose in this "rude" house. "Iku, could you, ah, please not do that?" Iku glared at Aiko, and tapped louder. "Iku, please. Don't be childish." Only again did the tapping get louder, and Aiko sighed deeply and closed her eyes.

Autumn sighed,"Yeah, let's go to the Park or something.... They have any cool plants over there?" He groaned,"Man, this is lame," He said. Looking at Wren, he blinked,"Hey, where'd you get that camera anyway?" Autumn looked at Wren oddly when he asked for his name. "I'm Autumn, but call me Fall cause I dislike being called that." He blinked again,"Oh, you know where I can get a job? I'd rather not be at my house every day..."