Delia- *stands* I believe that would be a good idea for all of us *not a big fan of storms*
Maurius- *yanks at Grey* come one

grey_*he feels cold to him, he sighs and gets up*

Charlie-*leads the group, skipping towards the cliff*

Maurius- *kinda worried about his cold temp, hooks him up with a hot shower* you're giving yourself a bath by the way
Delia- *cleaning her sword in bed, ears perked and revealed*

Charlie-*staring out the window, in lala land again*

Grey-im fine...*sighs, but complies, stripping his shirt*

Delia- *ears fold at the first rumble of thunder*
Maurius- yeah right, you're ice cold and being a guy who's body temp drops instead of getting a fever when he's sick I'm not trusting your drop either

Grey-whatever*when he turns around from the shower he's bare, pale and average, lean, and slightly muscled* is it ready?*takes off his glasses*

Charlie-*didn't use her weapon at all, her hairpin is locked away in her suitcase*

Maurius- it's pretty warm, if you want it hotter you can change it *steps out*
Delia- *tries her best to soothe herself with her sword, though still flinches at each rumble*

Charlie-...*opens the window, making papers fly across the room*

Grey-*takes his shower, taking his time*

Maurius- *notes delia's distress* Charlie, maybe it'd be best if we kept the window shut...

Charlie-*stands, grabs her hairpin, some paper and a pen, then turns and hurtles out the window without warning. Theyre atleast 7 stories up*