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Tatayana was up and wide awake as she seemed to dance around her room. Her room was your everyday little girl's bedroom. The room was filled with fuzzy and colorful stuffed animals of all different sizes and types, there was a small round table in the middle of the room, four chairs around it and three of the chairs were occupied by a stuffed animal and on the table were little plastic cups and a child tea set in the middle. The little girl that looked like she was dancing around was grabbing all sorts of other toys that were filling her arms, and when she couldn't grab anymore she returned to the table, arranging the items on the table, "Okay, Mr. Snufflufigus you need to cut back on the sugar, you'll get cavities you know-- 'Oh, dear me! You're right M'lady, what was I thinking?' --It's alright, I forgive you this time." she giggled as she used a silly voice and made a stuffed elephant move as she made it talk. She pretended to scold the toy and then she moved on to the next. As she walked over to a stuffed giraffe, she stuck her hand out and tipped over the small plastic cup in front of the giraffe in one quick movement, "'Oh no! And I just cleaned my fur coat!' --Kevon! You spilled the tea! Oh, I'll clean it up." she said, and when she spoke for the giraffe, she made her voice go high pitched and tried to sound english, and she continued to giggle innocently as she continued on with accident after accident in her own little tea party filled world.

Tatayana's head whipped over to the door of her room, thinking that she'd been discovered of being awake at such a late hour playing, but the door was still shut, and no one was standing in the door way about ready to scold her. She was sitting in one of the chairs, sitting as still as could be as she continued to stare at the door, whether she was awe stricken or fear filled was yet to be known to any outside force. She stood up silently, walking over tot he door and reaching for the light switch just to the left of the door, flipping it back and forth several times before she realised that it wasn't going to turn the light back on, so she went to a lamp beside her bed, not paying attention to anything but getting the lights back on. Tatayana wasn't afraid of the dark, she just found it hard to play in the dark, and it was hard to fall asleep if it was so dark too, so that ruled out laying in bed quietly. She reached under the shade of the lamp, finding the little nob and turning it a couple times. No light. Sighing, Tatayana sat on the floor, leaning against the bed. Well, there goes another night of having fun. She had been restless these past few days and she couldn't sleep much, always procrastinating and wanting to play rather than sleep.

She looked around, wondering if she could maybe do something in the meantime until she collapsed from exhaustion that didn't involve having to see what she was doing, but there wasn't anything she could think of. She brought her knees close, folding her arms over her knees and resting her head on her arms as if they were a pillow and waiting for her eyes to get used to the dark or the lights to come back on.

[[{{ OOC: Well duh, I'm -Forget-Me-Never-Ever- aren't I? I need something that most people don't so that people never ever forget me. : D }}]]

Tatayana gasped when she heard a voice, and her golden blonde hair bobbed up and down as she moved to standon the bed, covering his mouth with both her little hands, not noticing his teeth, nor what he was saying really, she was only worried about the volume and sound of his voice. "Shhh!" Tatayana had a quiet and gentle voice that was easy to hide, but the man's voice wasn't loud, nor quiet, but it was a bit more bold than her's, and she knew that both her mother and grandmother had very good hearing and were light sleepers; she was worried that they'd heard him and would be upset with her, "If they hear you I'll be in trouble." she said to him, trying giving him a stern look but it only made her look silly. She quietly got off the bed and went to the small table with the toys and stuffed animals, beginning to out them away, filling her arms full and then one by one putting a toy back. When she was done, she stood on the opposite side of the table from the man and looked at him with both curiousity and caution. This man was strange, and she didn't know how he got in or why, but she knew that if he tried to do anything to her, she'd scream as loud as she could and that her mother or gandmother would come rushing in and stop him, "Hello." she greeted him politely, but her voice was guarded. She was a rather mature ten year old when it came to talking to strangers and adults, but she was still a ten year old at mind and heart most of the time.

Tatayana frowned when he spoke, obviously ignoring her previous plea of a quiet 'chat', "And you don't know common courtesy, do you?" she snapped back. Her first impression of this man wasn't positive, and she was really hoping that he would leave soon, but she figured that that wasn't happening, since he did come here for a reason obviously, "What do you want?" she asked, a hint of curiousity spilled out with her stern tone, but she couldn't help it, she was only 10.

She gave him a confused expression, "What makes you think I have any snacks for you?" she asked, looking up at him and taking a small involuntary step back from him as he stood up.

Tatayana's eyes opened wide and she opened her mouth to let out a shrill scream to wake up her mother and grandmother, but he caught her eye before she could and she'd frozen with sudden fear. His eyes... they unnatural, unholy, hungry, and she'd only seen eyes like that once before, but it wasn't on a person. Her eyes slowly filled with water as she held back tears. She was scared. And there was no way out of it, "Please don't hurt me... Please." she pleaded in a quiet whisper, her voice cracking and her lower lip trembling as she tried to look away and somehow squirm away, but he had her pinned against the wall and he was obviously stronger than her, what with her noodle arms and wobbly knees. She had no idea what was going to happen, but she was 99.99999% sure that the outcome wasn't pretty, nor was it going to be something she'd want.