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((Okies, mind if Kaze watches then?))

Kaze looked at D and Rylerion before nodding to them both and following Ceridwen up the stairs. The dark hallway gave her the chills, but the best was yet to come. She stayed behind, somewhat, not wanting to get in the way of the prince of vampires and his caretaker. She just stood her ground, ready to help if it was needed... though she doubted, with Zhan, that it would be needed.

"Mice...? That's almost insulting..." he trailed off, pocketing his shiny new lighter.

D' eyed the stairs and wondered if he should be one with the crowd and follow up the stairs, it would be the polite, gentlemanly thing to do.

Pity he wasn't a gentlemen.

Besides, this carpet was ******** spectacular, he'd have to get the name of the company; and all these people wearing shoes... they were missing out.

"So, routine possesssion while you slowly drive him insane... would that be your favorite pastime since...whenever?" D' inquired, still thinking the real host of the body a complete loon, but the smoker wasn't too bad.

Rylerik coughed awkwardly...blowing all the smoke out the little slit in his mask was easier said then done, and before too long it was coming out his eye holes, through his nose, as well as out the top of his mask. It really was an interesting sight, but the smoke was starting to sting his eyes none the less.

"We...have a history, so to speak. Simply put, he's screwed with out me and I'm screwed without him. And I've only been this way a mere...umm..." he said, trying to count as he followed everyone up the stairs. "Now that you mention it, I have no idea how long I've been gone, but I've been as I am now a good twenty five years...." he said, his voice slowly changing to sound more like the actually occupant of the body. "...gods, the moment you get the chance, smoking. Is that all you think about?" And then, his voice switched again. "Oh please, don't pretend you don't like it."

Kaze rubbed the back of her head, not managing to catch most of it. But from the necklace danging in Zhan's hand, she assumed that that vampire was gone.

She decided to head back downstairs, thinking of how smart D' was to remain down there. She followed slowly behind, and when she reached the bottom she surveyed the damage.

.... Wow, D' had thrown that vampire really hard.

Well, it would seem like the possession thing is only a temporary deal, seeing as how two voices are becoming more and more distinct... hn.

Guess it is up the stairs afterall, got to get my a** back home eventually, that and check back at the mansion; never wise to leave GD on his own for very long.

Okay... tantrum-throwing vampire prince just ran past you and into his room... what're you going to do?

Go up the stairs and pretend I didn't see anything, of course.

Ceridwen saw D appear from the stairs, and set down her trash bag. "D ... I'm bored, and I don't want to go home yet, would you mind if I followed you home and hung out, maybe drink a beer with you?"

Drinking was nothing new to her, but she did feel a little guilty not going home, but she was buzzed, and to tired to explain any of tonight to her mother. So home with D it was.

"Sure, know of any good movies out to rent?" he asked, plucking the gas mask off of his head and tossing it in the direction of the lab.

Didn't want to end up wearing that thing home, Lucien might try an' eat it.

"Just cross your fingers that Lucien hasn't figured out how to open the fridge yet, otherwise the beer might end up all over the floor." D' commented, noticing the clean-up crew and their... cleaning.

Nope... wasn't his place, not his mess, weren't even his bad guys... so no clean for him.