Welcome to Gaia! ::

(( John: You can get a robe! : D

Jack: We can use our imagination~ *Does the Spongebob rainbow* ))

((@Sil: It only works if you have all the items for the saved avi.

AND I HARDLY HAVE ANY GOLD LEFT, SO I'M NOT SPENDING IT ON JAMMIES scream ))

Kiah had just about gone to bed for the night when she paused at a strange sound echoing throughout the Order, throwing her pill bottle back on her desk and getting something warmer to wear. She felt around the room and found her slippers, coat, blanket, and gun after finding out the lights weren't functioning. Shrugging and loading her gun just in case, she opted to try and find some source of light, as she didn't have a candle in her room.

Feeling like she had supersonic hearing, Kiah flinched and tried not to lift her gun into a firing position every time she heard a moan or creak. She widened her eyes in an attempt to see through the darkness each time she heard something while making her way down the hall by memory, using the walls as her guide and following the groans.

((It's okay... Sil wears guys undershirts and short-shorts to bed. She makes no sense :I It's cold in that castle, stupid girl!

Okay... to go along with this theme, my dad is chopping wood in the garage and we can hear the axe... and he's singing "Lizzy Borden took an axe~ die die die!"

....))

Sil had been asleep. Really asleep for once. Not stuck in that odd limbo, not sitting in bed reading, not in the lab researching til God-awful o'clock in the morning, asleep. As the moaning cut through the serene silence of her bedroom her brown eyes fluttered open and she shot up in her covers going through the familiar paranoid motion of glancing around her darkened room. Strange noises and objects sliding around had almost become common place, but this noise was different.

Her eyes stung tiredly and part of her wanted to ignore the noises and go back to bed. However, her damn conscience seemed to have woken up with her; since there were no screams and explosions, she decided she could investigate silently. Easing her bare feet onto the cold floor, she padded quietly out of her room into the hallway, clutching her stuffed rabbit by his tiny stuffed hands with his fists up, like the rabbit could punch whatever it was in the face to protect her if needed. Her keen ears stayed open, listening for the direction of the noise and she tracked that direction with careful steps.

Soma was roused by the sounds. He opened his eyes. Although the noises weren't loud, they still forced a wince from him, his head slightly achy. Wine is always unforgiving. He rolled over in bed and bumped something...a shoulder. This meant he wasn't in his bed. His boxers were still on. Uncertain if this fact was good or bad. A snuggle session.

He sat up and let his legs hang off the side. Soma planted his feet on the ground and was certain his legs would be on the shaky side. He'd adjust. Standing up slowly, he turned to see his company. Her dark locks splayed elegantly across the pillow. Softly, the young man tucked her hair behind one ear and pulled the covers up, shielding her from the environment. He closed the door quietly behind him, determined to find the source of the unwanted ambient noise. Once out in the hallway, he walked in no certain direction, simply listening. He cradled his head periodically and marched on.

With her heart beating, Mizaka tiptoed through the hallway. The strange noises appeared to be coming from the direction of the Science Department.

"How wonderful..." she sighed as gripped her bat. "I bet this is Komui's doing..." Still, even if he was responsible for...whatever was going on over there, Mizaka knew better than to let her guard down around the crazed scientist. She continued to follow the creaks and moans.

The farther Soma walked, the more his head hurt. This meant he was headed closer to the source of all this ruckus. He was determined to silence the noise and return to the warmth of the bed...and that shoulder. He was too distracted by the sensitivity of his head to notice much else other than the noise getting louder. Twenty paces later, he heard what seemed to be voices. They sounded...cautious.