Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor (Revamp)(Accepting)

[Bamf]

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Nikolai | ♂ | Water Spirit
Gardener | Town
Mishka + Wendy

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Nikolai beamed a smile, it felt good to belong, but the second question caught him off guard. Of course his English and Russian were near perfect, he had over a century to perfect it. It was too late to backpedal and he couldn't blow his cover. "<I'm Bilingual, Grandparents came over after the war so we speak both at home.>" he loved the attention but the questions made him nervous. He just hoped Mishka didn't pick up on it.

[Ƥɛтɛяραn]

| annaise baudlaire { ⍣ } 11 { ⍣ } townsfolk { ⍣ } lambchop |

a huge smile found it’s way onto her face as mary went over and placed his belongings on the counter. the smile remained there as her head tilted over to the side, “yayyyyy~ there are many things that we can go to- we can go to the café, or the park or to a super secret playground that my brother and i go to.”. “what secret playground?” her grandma asked, interested in the ‘secret playground’ that anya blurted out. she turned her head, oh snap, mission compromised, she thought as she turned her head back towards mary, “and if you refuse to go, i can bribe you with a free dress!”. “i’m pretty sure that you mean that if he refuses the go, then he’ll have to pay for the dress.”. anya turned her head back towards her grandma, ”that’s not what I said grandmama.”.

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| vanya baudlaire { ⍣ } 11 { ⍣ } townsfolk { ⍣ } codie|

he looked at the man as he continued to talk. he played a little with his glass before turning his head up once he heard about the offer to tour the office on where codie worked. honestly, that wasn't a bad idea- if he knew where it was. taking the card, he placed it in the back of his pocket, ignoring the office tour for a moment and decided to talk a bit about the bossman, "why is your boss picky? if he wanted a story and you give it to him, then there's the story.". this wasn't how business worked, but it was fun to judge other people that apparently knew a lot about it. vanya shifted in his chair before starting up at codie. a smile came across his face as he thought about the tour, "mmm why not go now? i have nothing to do, and we both know that you don't have anything much to do. and it would probably be a surprise to bossman to see a kid like me wanting to know about reporting...if not, then my sister and i can escape our jobs and come to the office for a bit...i guess." . he wasn't too proud of that idea- dragging his sister along to something that he was interested in. so maybe not tell anya about the tour, even if she forces him to tell her.

[MacabreSmile]

Prince of the Damned|LeMarc|Head Butler|Half-Demon|Tagged: Lark

The butler is still busy trying to completely compose his emotions. He silently scolds himself for being unprofessional and clears his throat again. "Yes, of course we sho-"

In the distance, somewhere floors above them, he hears the faint sound of a crash.

"Hurry. We should hurry." With sudden urgency, LeMarc takes off for the stares, muttering oaths and foul language under his breath with little to no care how it makes him look.

Resident Scholar|Franz Joseph|Attic Hermit|Vampire|Tagged: Arthritis

"Say, friend, could you tell me some about your assistants?" A simple question, but with just a handful of words, one man's delusion shatters.

The vial in Franz's hand crashes to the floor, exploding in glass and liquid that scorches the wood below him. The vampire himself is rigid, frozen in time as the words sink in. A rotating cast of characters. Never seen them.

"I...I don't...I..." Franz Joseph suddenly finds himself feeling ill. It's not something he's used to, being a vampire and all. But now he feels sick down to his very core, like everything in him and around him is wrong. He's cold and breathing quick. He has't tried to use his lungs in a hundred years, which shows as dust billows form his mouth in harsh pants, covering his notes in a fine layer of decay.

He blinks and blinks again, raising a shaking hand to his face and removing his spectacles. Even as he rubs at his eyes, though, they can't connect. No matter how hard he tries he cannot figure out where he is. When. "Charles...We need..." Charles doesn't answer. Of course he doesn't answer, Charles is dead. Franz can see his corpse, slumped against the far wall, as clear and as fresh as the day he died.
Of course, to the casual observer, nothing is there.

The good doctor's legs give out, sending a whole set of vials to the floor in a loud crash as his hands scramble for purchase. "The...We need..." His voice is quiet, weak like a frightened child. "No no no..."

Lady of the Lake|Eadgyd|Edith|Homeless|Kelpie|Tagged: Arc

Sheesh, this guy was really freaking out. Doesn't anyone know how to take a joke? Eadgyd scoffs to herself. Well, if he's not going to play, there's no reason to keep up her shtick. She disappears into the water.

As the fog rolls away, a young woman steps out from behind Arc, approaching from the trees, looking perfectly average, if not a little bit homeless. Anyone from town could recognise the corner witch by her shawls and scarves sitting by the graveyard, but in just trousers and a shirt she appears just like a normal stranger, taking a walk in the woods. "Ay, you okay there, mate?" She calls from the distance, approaching what seems to be a terrified teenager. "What you screamin' at?" Dead leaves and various detritus rustle beneath her feet as she cautiously approaches the boy. "There's nothing there." Edith cocks a brow, appearing utterly baffled by this random, crazy kid.

[Winchester's Wolf]

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | Bi-None | tags; psychopath I & II
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Faciler shook his head laughing softly, "It's not really going to be that easy for me to leave- I'm just here for one thing. Do you mind leaving yourself?". That was a rhetorical question, but he wasn't going to bother with it. His attention turned towards Everest, wondering if she was really going to have someone protect her like that. "Everest, fahter told to never hide behind anyone- it's a bit childish.".

"Well, Amus told you to never run from your problems, yet here we are." she retorted, soon to turn her head away once an emerald glare came right at her. But it soon turned back to whatever color it was before. She sat there, staring at him, wanting to attack him. But if she did, he would retaliate with what could kill her. So she stayed put, "What the hell are you doing here anyway?" she asked, her ears twitching. There wasn't a direct answer from him. Instead, he moved away from the door and cautiously walked over towards them, "A little town bird told me that you might've murdered someone.". Everest froze and looked up at Valac, mentally asking for help on this one. She clearly couldn't do anything about this.

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Annaise
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Mary moved away some more once she stared to list all of the places that they could go. Some of them were questionable. The café seemed the normal option. Did the town even had a park? He doesn’t really know, but the ‘secret playground’ didn’t seem promising either. So really? What was the best option? None of them. He would’ve suggested his own idea to what they could do- but he simply couldn’t do that... espically after she offered to give him a free dress if he went along... was the dress even worth it? A part of him hold him that, yes it is worth it, but another part of him told him that it wasn’t and he should just get the hell out of there while he had the chance. But no, it was in his little lamb nature to be skitterish and nice. “...That’s fine with me...” he said softly, not enjoying this as the little lamb he was.

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; Valac
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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; Cyrus
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yrus L. 𝔇esdemona- "You don't know what a man's loss is."
43-Male | Grim Reaper | Manor Guest | Homo-None | tags; Stellaluna
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Cyrus placed the bat gently down on the desk and sat down in his chair, staring down at the bat as it made it over towards the bottle of black ink. He was a bit concerned, but he wasn’t when it curiously dipped it’s thumb into the ink, soon to pull it out confused. ”What is this?” Stellaluna asked, looking down in the bottle of ink. “It could be various of things: liquor, soup, blood of your kind. Really anything.” he said flatly as he stared at the bat. Stellaluna looked at the black splotch on her thumb before looking up at the man, “...Sssso it’s edible?”. Cyrus shook his head, “No! Don’t eat it, If it’s bad for me thenbit must be bad for you.”. Stellaluna stared at the bottle and then at her thumb. Then at the bottle, slowly sticking out her tongue. “Don’t you dare.” he muttered as he leaned forward a little, only to have the bat place its thumb on his nose, marking it. “How dare you.”

[tawneypelt0504]

Mikayla Carter|Female|21 years old|Stable hand||Shifter|Location:Kitchen|mentions:none|tags:Charlie,Deirdre Mikazuki
Mikayla looked over at Deirdre "I am doing good as well" she replied with a smile "Oh that sound delicious Deirdre" Mikayla said while sniffing the air enjoying the smell. "Oh it's completely all right who doesn't love getting a hug" she said smiling at Mikazuki. Mikayla took Mikazuki's hand and shook it gently "It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Mika" Mikayla replied she didn't really like calling people by formalities such as miss or madame but if it was preferred or if she had to be professional then she would. Mikayla settled down on a stool and looked over at Charlie waiting for him to tell the story before realizing that he wanted her to tell it. "Oh, I could tell it" she said shrugging "Unless you would prefer Charlie to to tell itshe said looking at Mikazuki she didn't want to just start telling it in case Mika didn't want her to tell it which she would understand.
(sorry it took so long for me to get a post up)

Delta|Mare|10 years old|Manor animal|Thoroughbred|Location:horse stalls|tags:Quinn
Delta settled down after a few minutes and turned back to her hay and continued eating

Quinn|Colt|10 months old|Manor animal|Thoroughbred|Location:horse stalls|tags Delta
Quinn relaxed when his mother turned and continued eating her hay He began to eat as well

[r0adkill]

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𝑋𝑧𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑙

Nephilim|Bi Male|Appears 20
Stablehand
Location: Library
Tags: Open

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The nephilim worried his bottom lip between his teeth as he read the cursive scrawl on yellowed paper. The spirits of water seem to have a particular fondness of the stones aquamarine, sapphire, blue topaz, blue agate, and pearl. The beings also seem to enjoy silver jewelry, fruits, flowers, water infused with fruits or flowers, beads, ribbons, and even mirrors. Xzavier let out a soft hum, releasing his lip from his teeth as he thought. Perhaps he could buy Nikolai a necklace embedded with one of the stones... He shook the thought from his head as a faint blush crept up to his cheeks. They had only just met, that was a bit much!

His internal scolding had stopped the thought but he continued to read, tilting his head in confusion as the topic seemed to change quite quickly. However, beware of the seemingly beautiful and peaceful water spirits. They are mischievous and conniving, more often than not. Known for drowning innocent people and sinking ships. Xzavier snapped the book closed, furrowing his brow. Nix would never do that. He shoved the book back in the right place, quickly walking out of the isle he had found the book at.

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𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑐

Fallen angel|Male|Appears 12
Townsfolk
Location: Lysandre Manor
Tags: Everest and Facilier Lysandre

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Valac scoffed and rolled his eyes, spitting at the mans feet. "Are you hard of hearing or just downright stupid?" He asked. "YOU. ARE. NOT. WELCOME." He said, giving a humorless laugh as he finished his sentence. As Everest looked up at the fallen angel, he let out a real laugh.

"You really must be an idiot then!" He laughed, practically grinning at the vampire. "You came all this way, based off of what? A humans presumptuous opinion?" He asked, his voice full of amusement. "You've come to harass a innocent animal that you abandoned years prior, all due to hear-say? I was under the impression that you had a brain. Or has it rotted from being dead all these years?"

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𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑧𝑢𝑘𝑖 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑟

Vampire|Female|Appears 9
Stoker Family Member
Location: Kitchen
Tags: Charlie, Mikayla

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Mika grinned at her name, hugging herself closer to Charlie. She followed the sound of Mikayla's voice, realizing that she had taken a seat. The vampire finally released Charlie from her hold as she walked over, pulling out a stool for herself and climbing up. "No, you tell it," She told Mikayla, turning to 'look' at her. "I hear Charlie's voice all the time," She added with a giggle. She put her hand on the table and gently moved it in the direction of her lemonade, bumping it softly with her fingers before grabbing it and taking a long drink.

[Ƥɛтɛяραn]

| annaise baudlaire { ⍣ } 11 { ⍣ } townsfolk { ⍣ } lambchop |

annaise spun around on her heels and smiled some more, "alrighty then! we should go out on our way then!~". she grabbed mary by the hand and started for the door, but she was called back from the counter so her grandma could give her some more in case they did end up going out to the cafe or somewhere else that required money to be spent. annaise thanked her before dragging mary back out into the outside world, looking at him, "now, we are free to do whaever...to the playground!" she hummed as she dragged mary down the street, ignoring the big commotion around one of the clothing shops.

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| vanya baudlaire { ⍣ } 11 { ⍣ } townsfolk { ⍣ } codie|

he looked at the man as he continued to talk. he played a little with his glass before turning his head up once he heard about the offer to tour the office on where codie worked. honestly, that wasn't a bad idea- if he knew where it was. taking the card, he placed it in the back of his pocket, ignoring the office tour for a moment and decided to talk a bit about the bossman, "why is your boss picky? if he wanted a story and you give it to him, then there's the story.". this wasn't how business worked, but it was fun to judge other people that apparently knew a lot about it. vanya shifted in his chair before starting up at codie. a smile came across his face as he thought about the tour, "mmm why not go now? i have nothing to do, and we both know that you don't have anything much to do. and it would probably be a surprise to bossman to see a kid like me wanting to know about reporting...if not, then my sister and i can escape our jobs and come to the office for a bit...i guess." . he wasn't too proud of that idea- dragging his sister along to something that he was interested in. so maybe not tell anya about the tour, even if she forces him to tell her.

[Winchester's Wolf]

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | Bi-None | tags; psychopath I & II
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"Well look at it this way: at least I still have manners when it comes to guests. First of all little boy, you shouldn't really be here unless you have an appointment with Amus. Second of all, I'm not harassing her if I'm basing my assumptions on an old lady's wounds- as Everest leaves something unique behind. Third of all, I'm only here to talk to her, not to punish her. I think her current punishment is enough." Facilier hissed, not enjoying this sudden rush of his own anger. If this arguing continued to happen, then it was possible that he wouldn't go back to work as he might be a slight danger to his peers and his little lambchop. We didn't need that, now do we? He didn't.

Everest stood there and shook her head, "Yet it doesn't explain why you abandoned me.". "Bringing that up, aren't we?" he replied almost instantly, not really defending himself in any manner as he didn't want to speak about her mistake years ago. "Why don't we while we are standing here?" . Facilier shook his head, leaning back on the wall a bit, so if he ever got attacked, he could just easily step out of the way and have the poor fool hit the wall, "At least I wasn't the coward to breach her own contract.". A laugh-like sound came from Everest, "Bringing that up, aren't we?". "The tables have turned in my favor, yes, but I'm not going to let this go Everest." Facilier hissed as he stood up straight, before looking back at the boy, "Go ahead and leave, there is no other reason for you to be here.". And with that, he turned around and headed back inside. Once he was inside, Everest turned her head up to Valac, "If you think of killing him, go ahead, by my guest.".

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Annaise
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Mary groaned once they were outside, but he didn't have control over his legs as Anya was draggin him down the streets to this secret playground. This wasn't fun. At all. He's probably going to give his pap a heart attack if he found out that he has been spending his time looking in a dress shop and getting dragged around town by a girl that claims him as her husband. This was not the little lamb's day.

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; Valac
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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; Cyrus
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yrus L. 𝔇esdemona- "You don't know what a man's loss is."
43-Male | Grim Reaper | Manor Guest | Homo-None | tags; Stellaluna
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Cyrus looked at the bat and pushed her away with one finger. Stellaluna stumbled back and swatted at his finger before attempting to bite it, but of course, lousy human pulls finger away, causing her to fall forward and a little laugh coming from him. She stood there before crawling over towards the ink bottle, pressing her weight against it. This caught his attention, "What are you doing?" he asked, glaring at the small bat. The bat just smiled and tipped the ink over. But she was disappointed when the human caught it and moved it away, "Don't you dare, otherwise you are going to be the one to clean up the mess, I don't have time for little bat shenanigans.". "Well, I don't appreciate people pushing me!" she pouted, crossing her wings. Cyrus just laughed before leaning back in his chair. "What's so funny?". "Well one, you are a bat who is pouting; and two, your wings have a splotch of ink on them." . Stellaluna lifted her wings and looked at both of them, carefully. She looked up at the human and glared at him, "Liar."

[TrashGoblinQueen]

I r e n e // F e m a l e // G a r g o y l e // M a i d // T a g s : C a r l o s , K i k i , O p e n

Irene checked. "Well, at least That'll keep the staff busy... and entertained, if you're like this often." she unfurled her large bat like wings slightly, hoping to be able to glide around the tour as even though she had been ignoring it, her cracked ankle was still killing her.

"Well, let's go deal with this, shall we?" She grinned cooly. "Or, since you're so insistent on solving the issue yourself, let's go watch YOU deal with this while Kiki and I sit back and laugh."

"Oh, and Kiki, I forgot to thank you for the warm welcome." she smiled at the kitsune. "I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little giddy about meeting- and possible working with, a mythical as grand as you." back in London, there wasn't exactly a plethora of mythicals, which led the then-young Irene to read up on many exotic types and only dream of encountering them, which made being here even more special.

[~ moth ~]

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[centuries old] [male] [shifter] [demisexual] [stable hand] [location ,, outside the manor] [crush ,, tentatively open] [mentions ,, none] [tags ,, mikayla ,, deirdre ,, mikazuki]
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A new chef? I’m sure the extra hands will help relieve some of the work. he commented, smiling as mikazuki found her way over to him. He gently hugged her as she wrapped her arms around him. today's breakfast sounds, and smells, quite delicious. whatever deirdre made always turned out to be very good. With or without gravy he knew the biscuits would taste good. The wafting smells did cause him to feel a tad bit hungry. As mikazuki let him out of her hold and pulled up a stool to listen to the story charlie shifted into an orange tabby cat. He sat down on the ground and wrapped his tail around himself. Much like any real cat would do charlie began to groom his chest, ready to hear the recounting of his and mikayla's morning. i have to agree with miss mikazuki, i would love to hear you tell the story for a change miss mikayla. his green cat eyes flicked up to look at mikayla, seeming to smile since he couldn’t as a cat.


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[twenty two] [female] [human] [bisexual] [townsfolk] [location ,, town] [crush ,, open] [mentions ,, none] [tags ,, mishka ,, nikolai]
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Hearing another voice pop into the conversation inquiring about a hardware store wendy turned to him. Immediately spike perked up again and trotted up to the man, seeming to forget about mishka already. Wendy swore that the dog had adhd, although she wasn’t sure if that was at all possible. The pit-bull began to sniff at the man's shoes, probably expecting another treat from a stranger. Wendy didn’t know of any nearby hardware store, at least nothing like home-depo,. If wendy needed to do anything like yard work she typically had everything she needed in a shed in her backyard. But she didn’t do a lot of landscaping as it was so everything mostly sat unused. i could probably lend you some stuff if you really need it … what’s your name? she offered with a smile, gently tugging on spikes leash to pull back from the man. Then the two men began to speak in another language and wendy was lost. Her eyes flicked from the stranger to mishka as they started to go back and forth in what she assumed was russain. From her pocket wendy grabbed a packet of gum. She pulled out a piece, unwrapped it, and popped it in her mouth. Then she held out the packet to the two men, offering them a piece. She knew that highschool gum was a prized possession and that carried over into the adult life, so she didn’t mind giving others some gum.


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[eighteen] [female] [vampire angel hybrid] [guest] [pansexual] [location ,, manor foyer] [crush ,, open]
[mentions ,, none] [tags ,, albrec]
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Much like the rest of the house the library was beginning to bore her. Placing the book she had been reading down on the table in front of her stella got to her feet and stretched her arms over her head. Making her way out of the library stella glanced down the hallways. There was a lot of nothingness going on in the manor. It always seemed to be so quiet, and people talked in hushed voices. It was as if this place wasn’t even lived it, like it was a museum more than anything. Heading down the hallway stella aimlessly wandered the halls, music softly playing in her ears. Soon stella found her way to the foyer of the manor, however there was another … person? In they foyer. Actually she wasn’t sure what in the world she was looking at. A cosplayer in a suit of armor? Whatever they were they were dusting things very carefully, as if they cared about everything being spotless and clean. Furrowing her eyebrows stella stood in the doorway and watched the armor dust. what the hell are you supposed to be?


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[seventy ,, looks twenty-ish] [male] [spirit] [demi-pansexual] [homeless] [location ,, lecks forest]
[crush ,, tentatively open] [mentions ,, none] [tags ,, katheryne]
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Turning around evan walked out of the front door, leaving it open to give the house a lightsource for now, and headed down the porch steps. Making his way around the house and through the overgrown grass evan found the generator where he last remembered it being, although now it was covered in greenery and cobwebs. Unable to move the greenery evan had to guess where the starter was, which was a little tough since he’s never actually used the generator himself. Running his hand through the overgrown plants and over the generator he came across a button. With a shrug he pushed it. For a moment nothing happened, but then the old generator rumbled to life. Stepping away from the generator evan returned to the house. Upon entering he found katheryn looking at the pictures hanging along the wall. From the doorway he took a look at the old pictures himself. i’ll take those down if you want, so you have room to hang other things to make the place feel more … homey. he stated before flicking the lightswitch up, the lights in the room flickering for a moment before turning fully on. Looking over the room evans eyes landed on the red sofa in the center. Then they moved to movement over by the bookshelf. Asleep on the lowest shelf was a little kitten. there’s the pest control he gestured to the kitten on the shelf. Hopefully she liked cats and wasn’t allergic else there would be a problem. Opening the curtains the sunlight filtered into the room. With the room illuminated and everything looked a little more cheerful. i doubt there’s any edible food in the house beside some canned food.