"Great. Massacree."

(I!)

Wren was silently sitting in a living room, staring out of one of the windows. She had a slight black eye from her scuffle with Morgana earlier, and there were tears on her face. She held her knees to her chest as she tried to mentally regain herself. She felt so lost and hurt.
"Did I do something to deserve this life...?" She asked herself in a soft voice, her gaze seemed dull as she stared at the outside world. She felt trapped again. Trapped in her miserable life.

Morgana wasn't doing much better despite her seemingly careless charade earlier. She had ended up locking herself up in her room, angry and frustrated. Who did Nicote think he was anyways? She held her necklace with white knuckles from gripping it so hard.
"I promised you I would live for you, but it's making me miserable Jackson..." She mumbled as she let go of her necklace. "I would have come with you, you didn't have to be alone either..." She said with a sad and annoyed tone, standing up and glancing to the mirror. "Such an ugly girl, aren't you?" She said with a hating smile.

Kimani listener and looked to the floor, nodding softly. Hearing about his mother made him sad, but he was happy he was loved. He wished he could remember something, anything about her. But of course no matter how hard he tried to search his memory for some kind of warm and loving touch, he found none.
"It must have been so hard..." He said in a soft and sad tone.

(Wren and Morgan are open for some drama or talking to! XP)

Lola nodded. It seemed like it would be hard to find someone just walking around in a mansion this big, but at least it would be better than doing nothing!

True.

Hanoko started walking.

Lola followed, keeping an eye out for Aoi, Nicote, Goons, or booby traps. Though she had not encountered the last thing yet, she was still suspicious of it.

Hanoko heard some disturbance down one hall. "Thinki hear both of them...."

Nicolas softly knocked on Wren's door, wanting to comfort her.. He had seen what happened and he felt more then a little horrible for not trying to stop it, but what could he really do? He was weak.. and he knew it.

Elizabeth didn't like Morgana, but it was late and she heard her voice from a distance and honestly, she didn't care what conversation she had at the moment, she just wanted to talk. Knocking on the door she said, " Anyone in there? I mean, probably, but just askin' in case it's just a demon.. " Technically, Morgana is a demon isn't she? Elizabeth thought to herself with a slight chuckle.


Maxwell nodded softly, " Yes.. it was very hard to lose her and keep going without her, I missed her saying goodmorning to me.. and I missed when she used to spend her whole day making me my favorite meal, and me holding her in the night and making sure she felt like the queen she was.. "

"I think he should be around him...." zanzibar muttered."But if he dosnt want to be found...we probalu shouldn't find him.."