тне ноυsе оf мιdиιgнт || Ассертιиg || Sемι-lιт

[мосна]

Lily had had the same idea as Jake, and was climbing as high as possible in the house. It seemed that the house was almost cross shaped, and that each little point of the cross had its own tower. She was in the part of the cross that the main entrance to the house was in. She ascended the steps as high as they went into the tower room, which had a small candle burning in the corner. For some reason, that didn't freak her out. Maybe it was because the light in the tower room had been the thing that attracted her to enter the house. Or maybe it was the knowledge that she was not the only person in the house, maybe one of them had a lighter or some matches and had lit the candle. But she stepped forwards nevertheless, towards the window.

"Uhh... Not exactly. You don't generally class your sister as a damsel to save. She's more of the friend from the hero's town that he is really close to, that always gets captured and held for ransom by the minor bad guys, and the hero has to decide whether to save the damsel or his oldest, dearest friend. If that made any sense," Lee smiled at the little girl, Leila, she had said her name was.

"So how long have you been stuck in this place?" he asked her, relaxing against the wall and resting his feet on the opposite barrier. "I've been here for two days-ish," he explained, watching her closely. He noted how excited she looked when talking about the fairy-tale thing.

[iva wolf]

|| Leila || age of 10 || with Lee on the 3rd floor ||

"Uh...if a day means the birth and death of the sun,then I could say that I have been here for about...um....three days...I think." she spoke a bit uneasy.She had been told what 'a day' was but never actually experienced it,since she had never even seen the sun until recently."Oh,but I was out in the forest for about five days!It was amazing!The trees were so tall!The stones were in all shapes and sizes!I even found 'a stream'!It was so fun!"she said with a cheerful voice.She then looked curiously at Lee "So,if Lee-onii-san is the prince,whose friend is in danger,did his damsel also get taken?" she asked

[Futuristic Roadkill]

.:Jake Summerfield:.

Finally reaching the top of the mansion, or at least the point where the stairs ended he found himself in a small tower-like room. He hardly noticed that there was someone there, but he knew there was. He walked forwards confidently and went right past the other occupant of the room. Was he trespassing? He didn't know, neither did he care. At least the room didn't look like it belonged to someone, it lacked a bed and the rest of the furniture so he assumed it was safe to go there.

Resting is hands on the windowsill he looked outside, a smile spread across his face. He could see clouds, not much of them - but they were still clouds. Their soft white folds gently glided across the sky.

He didn't like clouds because he was strange or because they represented something to him, he liked them because no two clouds were the same. Sure he knew it was just water vapor or whatever the teachers told him but there was still so much to see in them.

[geinkotsu]

What a compliment, but still, stuck or not, whatever the rumors said about the house, food was always a good idea. Especially if the rumor was true, which he highly doubted. He picked up his jacket, patting it off as if there were germs on it. Yes. Bat germs. Invisible little bat germs that were violating his clothing. Kenton begrudgingly pulled it back on, settling it properly on his shoulders as she asked yet again why he was here.

"I already told ya, I was walking out in the forest and that winged devil beast attacked me. Took a roll into the door by accident- heh, I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention the screaming thing..." He replied, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "So, about that food. Want to go find the kitchen? I mean, if we are trapped, like if I actually believed that, food would be a good resource. Not that I saw anything growing out front when I tumbled through, place is as dead as metallica concert after the mosh pit."

He turned on his heel, looking at the different doorways. Well, he was no familiar with mansions, buuttt, instinct said- righthand doorway. The dark shaddowy hallway was not all inviting, but it was as if he did not notice he was in a creepy house, walking towards it anyhow in search of the kitchen.

[мосна]

Lee Mitchell Portent || 17 years old || Talking to Leila

Lee observed her again. Even if she was only ten, she should know what a day is, surely. But it was apparent that she didn't. "Umm... Yeah, that's actually a pretty good way of describing a day I guess. Yeah, I've heard there's a stream near here," he nodded encouragingly at her. "Me? A damsel? No, never had one, never had a damsel," he shrugged nonchalantly. He had been on dates and had crushes before, but never an actual, proper girlfriend. People often mistook him and his sister and himself for a boyfriend and girlfriend that were having problems, but those theories had always been laughingly shrugged off.

Lily Hayley Portent || 15 years old || Thinking

Lily looked over at the boy that had entered her room soon after her, although she had heard his shoes clacking through the hall. She did think of it as her room now, even though it wasn't hers and she had only been in there for about five minutes before he walked in. She planned to stay there for the night, but take a blanket or something else from another room to keep her warm. The fact that she could see out of the window for quite a long way around the house comforted her. "He-hem," she coughed, to alert the boy to the fact that she wanted to talk to him. She realised that she was still stood by the candle and she jumped away from it suddenly.

[Futuristic Roadkill]

.:Jake Summerfield:.

Jake flipped around at the sound, and looked at the girl sheepishly, she looked about his age, which he knew he didn't. He decided there and then this room would be his, not only had it had a clearer view of the sky but it also reminded the lonely rooms in the adoption center where he spent some of his time, they were also this... bare and unwelcoming if that was a way to describe them.

"Hi, I'm Jake" he said for no apparent reason while smiling his unique cheerful smile. He didn't much care for her at that moment, he would have rather watched the sky but he didn't want to appear rude.

[iva wolf]

|| Leila || age of 10 || with Lee on the 3rd floor ||

"You're not much of a knight then,huh?"the little girl frowned as she looked at him."Well,the story can still be interesting if the hero saves his fateful friend."she sighed,walking over to him and started pulling him down the corridor to the next batch of stairs."Lets go Lee-onii-san!The hero of the story doesn't sit about when his treasured people are in danger!"she said cheerfully with a big smile on her face.Her dress got wrinkly at the end as she made bigger steps while trying to pull the much bigger boy towards the staircase.

[Complicated game]

Clare trotted after Kenton. "Alright, let me narrow it down. I meant why you were in the forest said haunted house is in." She said. She snorted, thinking of the dumb way she ended up in it. "Nevermind. My friends dared me. Lesson learned. Don't do what stupid things your friends tell you to." She tugged at her braid and sighed. "So on the off chance we DO find food, won't it be rotten, moldy, mummified, or in a can?" She asked. "And even so, humans need water more than food. I bet this place lost it's connection to water long ago, if it ever had it before."

[geinkotsu]

Kenton stared at the few items in the hall, nothing much. A small table with some drawers, old looking lace cover hanging over the top. He wondered who lived here before it was mysteriously abandoned. Did they still live here? Oh, that would be a set of circumstanced he would rather avoid. Anyone willing to live in this condition would not care for others well-being, so to speak. The thought crossed his mind gruesomely.

"All the fun and exciting things happen when you do what your friends tell you to." He commented, smiling as if this was just some leisure stroll through the park. It wasn’t that scary, just a little dusty and cobwebby and the floorboards creaked and moaned like distressed old men when you stepped on them. He looked back at her, eyebrow raising as if her notions were simply ludicrous and out of the question.

“Oh don’t be so absurdly snide towards a hopeful outcome. If we are lucky, we might just find some jars of water and some clean cans of food. Although, I can’t say what for a can opener. This place looks like it hasn’t even hit the seventies. At the very least I wonder if they have a radio or a telephone, I didn’t happen to bring my cellphone with me.” Yeah, the one idiot that selects an ipod as his choice of electronics out in the woods.

[Complicated game]

Clare gave a unladylike snort. "Don't be so insanely optimistic. Optimists are just people who lie to themselves. It's denial. And another thing." She held up both her pointer fingers, though she was behind him. "Who in the last hundred years has kept water in jars? Doomsday peppers don't count. The put EVERYTHING in jars." She had the slightest hint of laughter in her voice. She remembered being small when the whole Y2k thing blew over. "And hoarders." She shuddered this time. "If there's a jar, there's something in it."