Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor (Revamp)(Accepting)

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||Larkin Stoker | 26 | Human | Head of Household | Homosexual | Location: Outside| Tags: LeMarc||

Lark softly smiled at LeMarc at his remark of there being little he would do. He chuckled, lightly shaking his head at comment of his driving. "I will have to agree with you on that one. Not to mention that you already have enough things to deal with, the last thing you need is me calling you a state or two away again. I still have no idea what happened... I just wanted to check out a mall in the next town over.." He trailed off, still baffled how that managed to happen. Either way, he was just not destined to drive and everyone knew it. Larkin looked over at the front down and slightly frowned again, they still had business to do. "Well, I guess it's time we should start our man hunt before something happens again." He said grimly, before taking a long sip of his coffee for the energy he will definitely need later. He gave his butler a pat on his back as he passed by, knowing LeMarc would still be annoyed and upset about the circumstance.

||Adelia Lewis | 18 | Human | Maid | Heterosexual | Location: Ballroom | Tags: Rai||

Adelia nodded in agreement, the ballroom was really kept in great shape even though it wasn't used all too often. She was going to reply why the place hold a value to her but it would have seemed he had noticed her looking over at the piano. The maid shyly nodded and said softly "Yes, I do play. That's actually why I came here.." She gave him a sheepish smile, unsure why he was smirking after he asked. "I don't think a nerve for adventure is the way to put it..." She said but trailed off, unsure of how to explain it. It was one of the only places that would let her in without too many questions, giving her boarding and food in exchange for work. "Oh..? That's an.. Interesting way to put it." She murmured, wondering if perhaps this meant that humans looked like horses or perhaps it was like that puppy cute thing. Either way, it started off as a flattering compliment to an awkward one.

||Deirdre Scarborough | Appears 25 | Spirit | Cook | Heterosexual | Location: Kitchen | Tags: Alexander, Mikazuki, Charles, Mikayla||

Deirdre looked at Alexander and gave him a nod of approval. He was making himself quite handy with complaints already, which was a pleasant surprise to her. The spirit turned her gaze back to the other three people and replied when Charles asked a few questions. "It has been quite good today, thank you. Mr. Stoker has hired a new chef for my kitchen so it has made my day interesting so far." She replied, address Alexander's presence so they didn't wonder who he was if they didn't already know. "As for breakfast, the table has already been set. I've decided to go easy today and made scrambled eggs and biscuits. I know it's not very selective today but can make up some gravy if you'd like some to go with the biscuits." Deirdre offered, feeling silly now for not even thinking much about it earlier. Perhaps it was because she may have gotten slightly off track but it still wasn't quite too late.

||Nimbus | 3 | Cat | Manor Animal | Unknown | Location: Guest Room | Tags: Nico||

Nimbus tilted his head as he await for an answer from the boy. With or without him, the cat was gonna try begging for food anyway. It was about time for breakfast to be done and set so it was the perfect time unless he wanted some random bit of food they had out or whatever. He wouldn't complain but usually the freshly cooked food and stuff was a lot better. Nimbus didn't understand why the cat boy was so spacey and took a moment or so to reply. Perhaps the child was just shy? "Okay! We should head down then while the food is still warm." He purred before jumping off the bed and landing next to the butler's feet. Nimbus padded over to the door and looked back at the child, making sure he was following. The black cat slipped through the door and started down the familiar path that would eventually lead them to the kitchen, although Nimbus went slowly so he wouldn't lose the child butler. "So.. Are you new around here?" He asked, not sure if he had seen the child before or not. Probably not if the child didn't know or recognize him at all though.

||Katheryne Grey | 19 | Werewolf | Homeless | Heterosexual | Location: Leck's Forest | Tags: Evan||

"I guess you could say that but that's not always the case." Katheryne said softly, glancing around the house with curiosity. Sure, anything could happen with a little bit of love but you have to be willing to give that love to begin with. She noticed a lot of the furniture was covered to help preserve it over the years but she was sure whoever did it wasn't prepared for them to be covered for this long. When Evan started speaking again, Katie drew her attention back to him. "Well, that sounds good to me. It's been a long time since I've last had a hot shower or just.. Anything." How long had it been? Katheryne wasn't sure anymore, like the last time she had an actual meal or brushed her hair. It was safe to say a few years at least, since the last time Katie had an actual place to live. A disappointed look crossed her face as Evan totally missed her antbulance joke but it didn't matter much as she was lame at jokes anyway. "Um.. Sure. If I find any unwanted visitors, you will be the first to hear though." She said, still pretty worried of the creepy crawlies that could be hiding behind or under anything. Katheryne turned to face the room ahead of her, striding across to start removing the covers. She started with the couch, slowly pulling the film off to show off the beautiful red sofa that was underneath. Fascinated, she ran a finger lightly over the material before moving onto the rest of the furniture. It wasn't long before she got distracted by the black and white pictures that was hanging on the wall by the tv, many unfamiliar faces looking back. There was only one person in some of the pictures she had recognize, which of course, was Evan. The rest of the people, she could only assume, was his family members but she wasn't able to guess who was who. Katie took her time looking at the pictures and mused how alive, Evan looked so.. Lively. The werewolf understood why he wasn't anymore, besides being dead, but it was interesting to see the contrasting difference of the man in the picture and the man that she had met.

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 10|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags:Nimbus
It is time for breakfast already? Wait... It is only time for Breakfast? Today is gonna be a long day.Once again the boy started to get lost back in his thoughts. The sudden thumps of the four legs landing on the ground brought Nico to his sense's. He quickly ran over and brushed off the bed and gave a quick nod and then ran back to follow Nimbus. Keeping his eyes trained on the intricate patterns on the carpet. "Well, I am slightly new sir, I finished my training a few days ago." He admitted in a near mumble. Wait, if breakfast is hot won't she be there., at the thought he squeezed his eyes closed and his face paled,"Oh no" he whispered.


Vahalasko Stiendler/Sejuna the Djinn of the sand| Currently is Vahl| 22 |Nymph/Djinn| Position:Unknown| Tags:Open
A deep breath of air always helped clear his head when coming into a new area, eyes scanning the town before him. He was not interested in the town though, more on the forest around the town. He knew that it was close and decided to consult his other half. Hey Seju, you can sense it can't you? The new tree, it's somewhere around here. Throwing his briefcas over his shoulder he started walking not paying much attention. Yeah Vahly boy, I can sense your tree. How are you going to find it? If you have not noticed there are hundreds of trees around here. Come on let me take over. No Seju, today is my day. Now come on let's find something to do in this town until night, then we search. With that and a straightening of his hat, think Indiana Jones, he started walking around seeing if there was anything for him to do, more importantly he was looking for something to eat.

Gray|Kit-Kat, Floof, among many other names| Unknown| GRAE, but is now a cat| Position: Manor Animal| Tags:open
Someone once said that cats were not a solid, but a liquid for they fit into any object they want. Well, Gray was proving that fact at the moment. The cat currently in one of his favorite hiding spots, an ornate flower pot in the garden missing a plant. The sun hit it just right to make it perfect for his napping especially in the early morning. Napping was not the only reason he was in the garden though, he was indeed hiding from the girl whom increased the torment of his daily life with the constant pet names and making him watch ballet. Shaking his head, he tried his best to seem like a pot of dirt, which did not hold a plant.

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Artaxerxes took a moment to laugh at the hilarity of it, especially seeing as he far preferred the dim light and goose statues to the hullabaloo of vague, repurposed hinduism and Shelly Robins telling him about living a spiritually clean life after kidnapping him. But the good doctor needn't hear the details of it all. That would just be tedious, he supposed. And why! There was no reason to disrupt his work. Though...it seemed the unseen assistants were becoming more of a hinderance on the poor fellow. Artaxerxes was by no means a righteous man, but he was rather a fond man of a workflow whose burden was entirely put on him. He was the one with all the problems, so he didn't quite see the use of having a whole team of folks just there to gauge the traffic of coffee to your face. Besides, they had feelings too. And he was not about to parse out his time to go from his own feelings to someone else's. Which, unfortunately, was a rule instated after another series of go-ask-your-nonexistent-mother stories that he again, was not about to encumber Franz with. "Say, friend, could you tell me some about your assistants? I don't believe I've seen a glimpse of them since I came in, so I haven't a clue what dispositions they may have aside from those you've told me of. It seems a...rotating door of characters, if it isn't too presumptuous of me?" He leaned back a little in his chair, lifting the frontmost legs off the ground with his heel for a moment.

The harp, Sídhe, found itself sitting against the side of the chair as Artaxerxes removed the case from his back. There was an uncomfortable quality to it, something slightly beyond the qualities of an ordinary harp, though it was unclear just what that was. Artaxerxes didn't seem too concerned with it, though he was quite careful with the case. His mind began to wander as Franz continued to drone on with every name of every serum(or what he assumed to be serums). It took him a second to catch on to a steady rhythm, but he tapped his foot along with it. Perhaps it will quicken his pace if I begin to tap quicker than he searches now. It's probably a rubbish thought, but... After a few long moments of the slow tapping, it steadily quickened. Just enough to be noticeable.

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

she stared at the boy, er well mary, when he said that he didn't have any money to spend. then why are you here? she thought as she brought a finger up to her chin, trying to come up with some sort of reason on why he was here. it simply wasn't to just browse, wasn't it? maybe he came here to see her? a smile crept on her face as she thought about it some more, "well mary, then why are you really here? to talk to me? marry me? or did you really came here to be boring by browsing all of our wares? i mean, it would explain the rose that you have in your hands...or is that for your 'sister' too?" . she turned her head around towards her grandma who was telling her to quit it and leave the boy alone, but she couldn't now as she was just talking to her friend, her possible boyfriend...and then husband. annaise turned her head back towards him, awaiting his response.

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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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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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Marry her?! he looked at the girl, his face turning red like the rose that he held tight in his grip. Mary moved the rose behind his back and smiled politely, "N-No... Th-That's not da case! At all...I don't even know who you are..." He laughed shepishly before taking a couple steps off to the side, more embarrassed than he ever was. But then again, when was he ever embarrassed? Now. "A-And this rose is for my father!" he stuttered, his face grownin g more red. Mary brought the rose up to his cheek and rubbed it, wondering why was this weird for him.

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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. How strange."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; xxx
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I have nothing for her. Again, you'll see her in the evening c;

[Rexton Grey]

Albrec Corley
Position: Butler | Species: Animate Armor | Location: Entryway | Tagged: Open

Albrec very slowly and very carefully righted the flower-filled vase. Complete control of his own body was all that kept him from trembling as he turned the decorative piece ever-so-slightly to put it back as it had been. The flowers within had all shifted to one side, following gravity's pull when an unthinking metal elbow had pushed the no doubt expensive vase off of the shelf it had rested on. The armor's quick reflexes had been all that had saved the floor from gaining a thin coating of porcelain shards, the same gauntlets that had deftly caught the decorative piece now gently nudging the accompanying flora back into something more orderly and aesthetically pleasing. That done, the six-foot suit of armor took another step back and surveyed the results.

Nothing out of place. He took one quick glance around at the fairly deserted foyer, didn't see anyone looking at him, and slumped slightly in relief. He very gently pat the flowers in apology for the near-miss before turning and bending over to pick up the feather duster he had dropped in his panic. Righting himself with the sound of clanking metal and rustling cloth, he went back to dusting around the various decorations in the entrance hall to the manor. Only this time with an eye-slit on exactly where his elbows were moving and with an extra vigilance for probably-more-expensive-than-his-body-works-of-art.

[Bamf]

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

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The first thing he noticed was the accent it was strong and resonated in his chest. It was a shame he couldn't get directions. "Oh- It's just some garden work, my old man and I have a property out of town, he usually gets everything but I guess he figured I was old enough to pick up the slack." Good ole' faithful lying, a natural talent for any 'good' Nix. To be fair it was partially true, if you replaced 'dad' with angry butler. "Say, your accent is familiar, you from Russia by any chance? Привет меня зовут николай." He replied offering a handshake.

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

annaise was taken aback when he said that he wouldn't marry her, it was just the fact that he didn't know her. "Well Maryyyy, you should know me if I'm going to be your wife, so why not spend the day together?" she asked, soon to grab Mary by the wrist, "But before we leave, you have to leave your stuff here so we don't lose it~". anya turned her head towards her grandma, who was worried for the boy, but she was enjoying the fact that she made a new friend. "grandmamma, can you watch Mary's stuff until we get back?". her grandma smiled, nodding, "it's fine with me if its fine with mary.". annaise smiled and turned to him. "no matter what you say, we are still going to leave your stuff here." she whispered so her grandma couldn't hear.

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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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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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Why me of all boys? he thought as he tried to rid of the girl's grip from his wrist, but of course, it wasn't any use. He didn't want to seem rude. But when Annaise told him that he had to leave his stuff here, which her grandmother agreed to, he almost wanted to run away, but it was best just to play along. He pulled his wrist away from her grip before heading over towards the counter, placing his items on the counter. Mary soon then returned to Annaise and smiled slightly, hoping that it didn't look fake, "Where...are we going exactly?". He wondered this and wondered why she had never tod him her name, even though she asked for his name. But he wasn't going to ask, maybe she'll introuduce herself while they were out?...Maybe not, but it was worth a shot.

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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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He sat there, typing away at the typewriter, trying to get used to it. However, once it jammed, he lifted his fingers slowly from the keys and moved them away. He wasn't even going to try to fix his mistakes. Every single damn time he used it, it would jam. Was everything he touched going to die? If that was the case, then he wouldn't have paper, pens, or...well. A desk. But desks were trees once so...That doesn't count, he thought ad he turned his head when there was a loud thump from one of the corners of his room that he was sitting in. Cyrus sighed and pushed the chair back, slowly rising to his feet until he spotted the fluff in the corner. He headed over towards the fluff and scooped it up, flinching in surprise once he realized that it was a ghost bat, one of many interesting creatures that he has yet to discover. "Little bat, what's wrong? First of, where did you fall from in the first place?" he asked as if the creature could talk in the first place. A snort like sound came from the creature, "From Heaven, where did you come from, straight from Hell?". A grin formed on Cyrus' face, "Somewhere like that."

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Arc wished he could have just taken the shorter route home to see his father. Now he was doubting he would ever see his dad again.
It made him upset and the boy shivered upon hearing the laugh. Really he was getting tired of this bog beast and wished to fight. Alas he was stuck in the mud and he eventually just stood up and looked around with a reddened face and steamy eyes.
"Of course I'm sure, Dummkopf! I don't vant to be stuck here.. I vant to go home! You aren't helping!"
He huffed before turning around and sloshing his way back towards the shore where he attempted to pull himself out, losing a shoe in the process
"Who are you to speak? I don't vant to stick around vis you.. whoever you are. Who'd be stupid enough to stay vis someone who lives in a bog? Widerlich!"
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Mishka tilted his head a little bit and wondered for a little bit. He wondered about many things before the man spoke up about what he was to do with the garden equipment he was looking for. He nodded and hummed to himself, figuring at some point he should at least see if his home had a mower still, and if so, where did it reside? He wasn't quite sure, perhaps it was something he was to figure out.
He continued to listen until the man spoke up in a language he understood. It made his heart happy to know that there was at least someone here whom he could connect with
He beamed and grinned while coming forwards to shake his hand firmly with his own larger hand.
<Greetings! A pleasure to meet you, Nikolai, my name is Mishka.> He replied in the same language, humming to himself
<I had a feeling you were also Russian, it was only confirmed just now. How long have you lived here, your English is almost perfect! Is Russian your second language?>
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