Blood mansion (lets bring this back!)

Spike: I shrug and lean against the wall.

Raith: "You okay now?"

Claire: I took a breath before pulling my hand through I felt it break and I took a deep breath against the pain. I pulled my other hand through feeling it brake also. I fell to the floor and stood up. "Can you let me out now?" I question.

Quincy
"Why the hell should you care if Spike gets angry?" I growl. "This is too far, even for you Finn."

Claire: I grimace as I look down at my broken hands, I walk over to the door.

Zorah: I nodded, my back to him. I didnt need to have him see me any weaker then i already was.

Finn: I shot quincy a glare and walked over to the door, looking in on claire. "Fine. You win. Let me heal you, then you can leave." I said, giving up.

(I should be on later, but I dont know for how long...I might have to get off 5:30ish, 5:45ish for stage crew and i wont be back on until tomorrow after that)

Raith: "Go back to playing then," I say watching her.

Claire: I make a face, "That stuff doesn't taste good."

Zorah: "Alright." I nodded and walked to the piano slowly, hesitantly sitting down. I took a calming breath before i started playing.

Finn: "Think about it this way, the sooner you let me heal you, the sooner you can rest for a couple hours then the sooner you can leave." I reasoned.

Raith:I listened smiling. So pretty.


Claire: My eyes light up, "Wait! Your really letting me go back to the streets?"

Zorah: Playing always calmed me down. I dont know why, but it always did. Maybe it was the fact that back home i wasnt invisable when i played. People actually noticed me when i did.

Finn: "I'm thinking about it. But if i let you go and see that you are in more trouble there then you are here, I will drag you back. Got it?"

Raith: I hum softly to myself as I memorize the melody.

Claire: "Define more trouble?" I question.

zorah: His humming was slightly distracting, but I ignored it as I continued.

Finn: "You living on the street or in a neighboorhod i dont aprove of." I stated before putting my hand on her shoulder and leading her out of the cell.

Raith: I continued, singing softly under my breath.

Claire: My shoulders slumped, "Then there is no point in letting me go."

Zorah: I stopped suddenly, hearing him sing. I turned to face him and raised an eyebrow. "you sing?"

Finn: I chuckled softly. "You cant say i didnt care enough to give you the option. But you might as well let me see where you used to stay. Maybe it isnt as bad as you think."

Raith: I blush slightly, "No"

Claire: I stay silent

zorah: "Yes you do. I just heard you!" I exclaimed, turning around fully, a smirk on my face.

Finn: "C'mon, lets get you healed up. Only you would break your hands to get out of chains i hope you know."

Raith: "You are mistaken."

Claire: "Let's just say this isn't the first time I had to get out of chains," I mumble.

Zorah: "i know when someone is singing when I play."

Finn: "I really hope those other times have been when you were with vampires and not on the street." I muttered, leading her up the stairs and to my room.

Raith:"Your hearing must be off."

Claire: "You can stop hoping,"I say shrugging. "My scars and crooked nose are from the streets, which is why I'm so maimed and ugly."

Zorah: "Nuh uh. I pride myself on my hearing." I shook my head, smiling widely.

Finn: I stopped walking and pushed her against a wall gently, careful not to hurt her. "Dont you ever call yourself ugly. You are far from." I told her sternly, my hand on her shoulder.

Raith: I roll my eyes, "No I do not sing."

Claire: I look away from him, "Your touching me,"I say lowly. I would push him away but my hands were swollen.

Finn: I lifted my hand from her shoulder and sighed before taking a step back. "lets just get you healed."

Zorah: "Uh huh..sure. Whatever you say." I shrugged, before turning around and going back to playing.

Claire: I rub my hands together and wince as I set them back to their place.

Raith: I keep my mouth shut.

finn: we got back to her room and i sat her down on the bed. I survayed her injuries. "you are going to hate me even more for this, but you are going to need a lot of blood."

Zorah: "Even thought it wasnt you singing, whoever it was has a great voice." I noted.

Claire: "I'm fine except for my hands! What you see is my street life,"I mumble.

Raith: "The room does have a lovely voice doesn't it."

Finn: I rolled my eyes and slit my palm, putting my hand infront of her face. "Just drink. I'll pull my hand away when you have had enough."

Zorah: "An amazing voice." i nodded, the tempo of the song picking up again.