Naida gave a coy smile and said "Caleb" Naida brought her lips to his sharing a deep and passionate kiss.

Anora smiled at Sy, her eyes closed as she drifted to sleep. "We got a new guest.... he just went to bed.... kind of cute...." ZZZzzzzzzzzzz......

Caleb closed his eyes as she kissed him, pressing his hand against her lower back, pulling her closer to him as they kissed. Lightly biting her lower lip teasily as he placed his other hand behind her neck lovingly.

She pulled from him and moved towards his neck kissing it and then slowly going up towards his ear nipping it softly.

Caleb arched his neck as she kissed his neck feeling an odd sensation throughout his body. In a moment of lust he used his strength to lift the girl and placed her on the bed, getting ontop of her, lightly pressing his body against her and he kissed up and down her neck.

Naida giggle as he kissed her neck and enjoy the moment between them. She place both of her hands over his neck and clasped them and brought him towards her lips.

((nya shall continue this later. damn it was getting good... makes me hate school nights *sigh* good night))

Caleb didnt object to he guiding him back to her lips, licking them teasingly before he kissed them. Shyly he slid his tounge into her mouth massaging hers passionately. Gently he sucked on her tounge pressing himself closer to her.

[[aww lol ok yuh i should get to bed too!]]

((I think a time skip would be necessary if you know what i mean *wink wink* xD.... plus i think we know what would happen next....))

[[haha up to you]]

(time skip)
Naida had made love for the first time. She was glad it was with Caleb. She laid on the bed with Caleb. It hurt alittle but not much because he was gentle, at first she thought. Naida smiled and looked at her lover she nipped his lip and said " Well that was delicious..." She laughed

Anora awoke from her nap, and stretched contently. She glanced around the Inn, checking to see what she had missed.

Sy laughed at Anora. She got up and walked to the fire to throw more logs on. "Warm" she whispered.

Salvanis dreamed for the first time in a long time. It was probably because he had a real bed to sleep in, and no fear of being robbed in the middle of the night.
As he lay there, in that space that was somewhere in between being awake and asleep, he thought on what his mind's eye had painted for him: It had been quiet, serene. He had been sitting on what most mortals saw as clouds. To him it had simply been the ground. He was alone and there was no sound but the whispering of the wind. But as peaceful as it was, the image brought tears to Salvanis' eyes. The place he was in the dream had been his favorite hangout back when he was an angel. A real angel. He missed it. The quiet, the wind, the soft colors. Everything.
Salvanis truly awoke to find himself crying. He slowly sat up and wiped the tears from his eyes. He sighed and looked up to the ceiling. Heaven had been a peaceful place. A wonderful place. But it was strict and didn't like change of any kind. "I'm better off here where my words will have more chance of being considered more than half-a-second." he said, getting out of the bed and heading for the bathroom.

A hot shower was exactly what he needed and after a long trek and he stayed there under the water for quite a while. Once he was done, Salvanis used his third spell to call his belongings from the pocket void that followed Salvanis around. He changed into a clean white button-up shirt and a pair of comfortable sky-blue pants. He dried his hair as much as he could with a towel and then headed downstairs.

He saw Anora by the fire and walked up behind her, "Seems like I'm no the only one who needed some rest," he said, sitting next to her.

She smiled. "Hey, Sy. I don't know if I got out we had a new guest before I dozed off. Another Angel, though this one got kick out. He seems all right, for a guy that got kicked out of Heaven. He's also a little cute, if a little roughlooking." She giggled a little, then stiffened and blushed as she heard him behind her. "Oh," She glanced back, smiling and trying hard to stop blush, "hey Salvanis. Sleep well?"

Caleb smiled down at her. "Yes you were." he grinned and lifted her up to him so he could kiss her. He blushed softly as his stomach gave a soft growl of hunger and he laughed. "Seems my stomach is now the hungry one." He kissed her forehead and smiled. "Shall we go make those Syrup Trap Pancakes?"

Salvanis chuckled. He had heard Anora's last sentence, and was glad he had made such a good impression.
"Yes, I slept quite well, actually." he answered with a warm smile. He would let Anora go this time, because he didn't have anything witty to do or say about it, but next time she might be in for a surprise.
"And you?"

She sat back in the chair, relaxing. "Very well. Nothing like a nice nap to, well, wake you up." She stretched and looked at the fire. She fussed with her hair, yawning slightly.

Salvanis nodded, "Yes, naps tend to help with that." he said, leaning back into his own chair. He looked into the fire and sighed.
"Tell me, Anora," he started, still looking at the fire, "How did you come to find this place?" he asked out of curiosity. He wondered if she had simply stumbled upon the inn like he had, or if she had found it my some other means.

She smiled, leaving her hair alone. "Well, I was wandering the road there when I noticed it. Something tells me it was built here just to be stumbled upon." She laughed a little, looking round and spotting a foot rest. She hooked her leg around it and pulled it over, putting her feet up. "There isn't really a tale there."

Salvanis shrugged, "Aha." he was still looking at the fire. The inn did seem very stumble-upon-able.
He stared into the fire and breathed deeply. He thought back on all the other inns he had happened to find. They had been nice, but the prices had been over-the-top. He had all of a few gold pieces left from his numerous captures that had come via his bounty-hunting. But this place was much nicer. He wondered what he could do to help out, and repay all the kind service he had been given. The only problem was that he was only good for hunting and tracking. Maybe he could switch from people to wild game.
"Anora," he asked, turning to look at her, "Is there a chance that this place would need a hunter?" he asked.

She blinked. "I really couldn't say. Anything you could do around here would help, I'm sure. I'm not sure if we need a hunter, but I'm not sure we don't either." She glanced around, looking for Sy. "Why is it that everytime you show up, she always seems to disappear?" She looked back at him. "Well, when Sy gets back, you can introduce yourself and ask her." She stretched again, then glanced back. "So, I take it you're good at hunting, then?"

Salvanis assumed the 'her' was the owner of the inn. That would make sense.
When Anora asked if he was good at hunting, he shrugged, "I was trained from birth to hunt and track demons that had found their way past Heaven's gates and when I wasn't doing that I was making sure they didn't get past in the first place. After being cast down to earth, I utilized what I knew to make a living. Hunting and tracking are really the only things I'm good at." he said with a sigh. "It's the only thing I can think of that I can do to give back."

She nodded, thoughtful. "Well, I'm sure Sy can find something to do with you." Sitting back, she began to whistle a tune, watching the fire. As she did, shadows in the fire seemed to take shape. A face, barely visible within the rolling flames, seemed to take shape. The face then changed to the shadow of two armies, the fire casting the illusion of combat across the logs.

"I hope so," Salvanis answered to Anora's saying the Sy would find something for him to do. 'Sy', he guessed, was the owner of the inn.
They sat staring into the fire. The tune Anora was humming was soft and sad. He wondered what she was thnking about as she stared into the flickering flames. As he himself stared into the fire, he saw nothing but the flashing colors it made. Rainbows ever-so-slightly shining among the orange tongues of flame. They reminded him of home. Or, what was once his home.
His dream came back and Salvanis found himself blinking back his tears. He preferred to cry alone.

When she finished, she let out a small sigh, looking into the fire again. "Can I ask you something? When they cast you out, was there ever a point where you thought you should go back, even if it meant your life?" She didn't look at him, her eyes reflecting the fire, making the blue shimmer orange.