Welcome to Gaia! ::

Ash sat in the lobby waiting to see if there was anyone else here. She was a demon and felt a little out of place but she knew they would hardly be able to tell what she was. She sat quietly looking for a manager. She needed a job and sense she didnt want to return to the cavern right now she needed a job outside.

Following behind Incinerator as he spoke, she continued to look around, taking in the path and landscape of his territory as to remember where to go the next time she were to ever come here again. Now that she knew this place was for humans, Natania could not possibly pass up the chance to visit this place again after having confirming her other destination. She looked forward at the mention of another visitor from the human man. Her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of the red-haired girl. The difference in people's presence often tells Natania of their race. She knew Incinerator was a human the first time she saw him after having observed humans for so long. Jericho White was also concluded to be a vampire in her eyes because of how he presented himself. Natania has never met another person like her before, except for obvious appearance of the other demon she had met at the tavern. However, this girl's presence was indeed similar to her own. She is definitely another demon. Was I right about my thoughts earlier? No; it's too early to assume anything with just one more visitor. Natania noticed the frown Incinerator wore on his face and wondered why.

"But of course," Incinerator replied in an equally supplicating demeanor. "I don't see why not. Our rooms are currently vacant. All but the penthouse suite which is reserved for me and my, ahem, preferred guests." He became more solemn, like flipping a switch, taking silent note she avoided his eye. "Forgive me if I overstep my bounds, but is there something that troubles you? I am afraid I caught a certain sense of unease."

Natania continued to observe the girl who went by the name of Ash. She also wondered why a demon would avoid staring at someone straight in the eye. It was usually the other way around when a weaker race feared to look up into a stronger race's out of instinct. Ash had suddenly tried to change the subject causing Natania to just blink. She's not a very good liar. Natania thought to herself. "Where are you from?" she spoke up with her infamous "straight-to-the-point" conversations. Natania had completely disregarded Ash's attempt to change the subject with her own topic change. If Natania wanted to know something, she would just ask; this was merely her nature. However, the expressionless way she had always asked questions made others think of her as being rude.

"I must warn you this resort caters to the needs of humans. That is its purpose, as they have had no place to call home. Off the island, not far from this lake, is a place called the Abysmal Haven that caters to all creatures. I have personally enjoyed their hospitality. If such a place would better suit you, perhaps it would be best for you to seek it out." Much as Incinerator did not wish to turn visitors away from his lands, his place was to care for the only race he knew well enough to assist. Namely, his own.

Thoughts raced behind his eyes. She was either troubled or trouble, certainly. Incinerator met her gaze, unwavering as he raised to his lips and laid a chaste kiss upon the back of her offered hand, voice low, breath hot against her skin. "I haven't reason to turn you away. I pray you give me none."

"There are two rooms to a level, from the second floor up. Each offers a clear view of the beachside, each similarly unoccupied. Help yourself to that which pleases you." He made a broad sweeping motion towards the stair, including the nearby elevator in his gesture. He bowed his head briefly in farewell, hair cascading about his person, obscuring view of his expression as he turned toward the door, as his voice fell soft in parting.
"The topmost floor is mine to claim. As you do not know me, my personal quarters would not likely please you. Should you come to know me, perhaps less." His silent smirk lay hidden as he departed from present company into the waiting beauty of the isle.