Blood mansion (lets bring this back!)

Dan
"I'm not, just saying." I breathe deeply, looking around the room a moment. "What now?"

Aishe: I shrug. "You'll learn a chord a day. We might work on your painting techniques a little more..."

Zorah: "I wouldnt have to shove you if you werent always grabbing me!"

finn: I felt her fingers touch my skin. a trail of heat followed her touch.

Nick: "So, what would you like to do?" I asked her, my arms around her as she leaned against me.

Raith: "You shoved me before I grabbed you,"I countered.

Claire: I trail my fingers up and down.

Zorah: "Um no. You grabbed me when you said i needed to know my place." I countered, crossing my arms and glaring at him.

Finn: "Having fun?" I murmured against her neck and i kissed it.

Maddy: paused, looking at Anya desperately. "I don't think he needs anything right now," she said, patting his back and help inm up. He wiped a little blood away that escaped the side of his lips and looked weary. "I think he shoul rest, though," Maddy said, her tone turning maternal. "Would you care to escort me to his room?"

Anya: "Yeah, i can do that." I nodded, slightly worried for him. "C'mon, nate." I offered my hand, but doubted he would take it.

Dan
I roll my eyes. "That again?"

Quincy
"Stay with you," i say quietly. I smile and lead him along to the nearest window, going out.

NIck: I followed her out the window carefully. "Where to now?"

Nate tightened his grip on Maddy's hand and looked at Anya's for a second, politely declining. "Thank you for the offer," he said, his voice a hoarse whisper. Maddy took Anya by the shoulder lightly, leading her along, too as Nate walked forward, staggering a little.

Anya: I watched nate as he walked, ready to help him at a seconds notice if needed. Thats the thing about living with vampires, your reaction time just gets better and better.

When Nate had gotten far enough ahead, Maddy looked at Anya with hard eyes. "I'm sorry about Nate being... Ill," she said and by that time, he had paused, looking back at them. His eyes looked paler, more fiery. When Maddy took his hand, his skin felt feverish.

Quincy
I smile and sit, leaning up against the wall and study the stars. "Dracco right?"

Anya: "Its alright." I said, watching him. "he should sit down soon though."

Nick: "Yup. and theres sirus." I said, pointing a little ways away from draco. "The great black dog."

Quincy
I kiss him softly. "Would you like to fly away?"

Nick: "What do you mean?" I asked her softly, holding her hand as i looked up at the stars.

Nate turned his head to look at Anya. "Why do you say that?" He asked, his voice still not at full strength. Actually, he had sounded worse. Maddy kept her eyes forward, urging him to keep moving, to get to sleep.

Quincy
"Leave. Get away from the Council?" I whisper against his lips.

Anya: "She doesnt have to apologize for you getting ill. It happens to everyone. And i think you should sit down, cause quite frankly, you look aweful right now. Plus, you keep sounding worse and worse." I commented, taking a step towards him, burshing his hair away from his forhead to place the back of my hand there. "And it feels like you have a fever."

NIck: I thought for a couple seconds. "I would love that. But this is your home. could you jsut leave it?"

Maddy let out a low breath. "Nate c'mon," she said. Nate looked at Anya oddly and then took her wrist, his long fingers overlapping. "I'm fine," he said and started to walk. They got inside and Nate could see the door to his room, but his eyes were drooping more and more.

Quincy
"Home is where you're happiest," i murmur. "I'm happy with you. They won't take that away."

Anya: He was not fine. "C'mon buddy, one step at a time. Lets just get to your room." I said, glancing at the door. His hand was wrapped around my wrist, so i had very little levrage on him right now.

NIck: I nodded to her. "If you want to leave, then we can."

Nate got into his room and layed on the bed, letting both of the girls go. Maddy took a tin out of his draw, pulling out something and utting it into Nates mouth, forcing him to swallow. She pulled Anya outside and shook her head. "Don't treat him like he's sick," she said. "He hates it."

Anya: "Alright...but what is the matter with him?" I asked, glancing back at the door.

Maddy pursed her lips and looked at Anya for a second, evaluating her. She was just a girl she had just met. "He's ill, is all," she said.