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 Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:15 pm
 Kyrin ran her hands lightly through his hair, playing with it in her fingers. His hair was really soft. "Sleep sounds good." Kyrin voiced softly. She wasn't really tired, but she knew that the sooner she went to sleep, the sooner she would feel better.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:35 pm
"Would you like me to help you to your room?" He offered gently, smiling. He really didn't want to be alone at the moment, and her presence was comforting. He tended to get really depressed when intoxicated, dismally so. He wanted her to be around to keep him from doing anything stupid in his depression, but in his drunkenness, he didn't realize she would be no help to him, she was just as intoxicated as he was.
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 7:05 am
Kyrin shook her head, "I think I can manage." Kyrin was normally more perceptive, and if she wasn't intoxicxated, she would likely have noticed that he didn't want her to go. Standing slowly, so as not to further upset her stomach, Kyrin kissed James on the cheeck, muttering a thank you to him again for the asprin.
Ky made her way to her room, only to find an extremely distressed Osiris pacing the floors. Kyrin didn't notice at first, but when he came immediately to her, she saw his worry. She knew that the big cat was intelligent, but she hadn't really known him to be so anxious. Sitting on her bed and petting him absently, Kyrin apologized to him, though she knew he wouldn't understand what she was saying. It took her about twenty minutes of talking to the panther to realize that she was finally tired. Crawling up into her bed, she didn't even bother to change. Groaning she laid her head on her pillow. Osiris jumped up onto Kyrin's king size bed with her, and curled up at her side. Kyrin lay in bed for a couple minutes before thinking to change her clothes and actually get under the covers. She decided against both and fell asleep shortly after.
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 11:39 am
James pulled off layers of clothing as he walked, staggering up the stairs and throwing most of his clothing in a corner, leaving only his black boxers and falling onto the bed. He pulled the blankets and sheets up, almost covering his face, and closed his eyes, only to find images flashing before them, other drunken parties, stumbling home in the arms of the one he had been in love with, equally intoxicated arguements, nights with some boy whose name he never remembered afterwards, leaning against the doorway of his ex-lover's apartment drunkenly trying to apologize, all these things rendered him incapable of sleep. He turned the light back on and fumbled around the room, looking for his music player, and pulled it into the bed with him, turning it on loud as he could manage, and switched the light off again. The music shut up the voices, turned off the images, and sleep found him, to haunt him with intoxicated nightmares from which he couldn't yet find the energy to wake. Maybe in the morning.
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 10:57 pm
Draven let Nori’s words sink in for a moment before deciding to talk, “Heh”, he laughed, “I never joined the mafia by choice, I was dragged into it by a series of unfortunate events and now I find myself as a hired killer”, he said, a hint of disgust in his voice. In Draven’s drunken state he was bound to slip up eventually and mention something that could possibly lead to blackmail or worse, Kyrin getting very angry. This was one of those moments, “would you mind if I told you a secret?”
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 11:26 pm
Leif had to admit that the whole bar scene was far more entertaining than he had originally thought it would be. Normally when he had Kyrin come with him for a few drinks, Craig would accompany them and keep a close eye on Kyrin. With him currently missing in action though, things quickly escalated in several directions. Craig should leave for work more often Even as Leif thought that though, he knew he enjoyed Craig's company. He was perhaps the closest thing to a friend that Leif would allow himself to have.
When Bella awoken and stormed off towards Kyrin and the pair of boys, Leif rested his chin on a hand propped up on the table, a small smile playing across his lips as his now dark grey eyes flashed with amusement. He let out a chuckle when Kyrin stumbled her way out the door and waved a lazy goodbye before downing the rest of his drink. With a sigh, he looked at his empty glass with a slightly sad contemplative look before getting up and wandering over to the bar."If I could get another drink, please. On the Matsui tab."
Once they entered the mansion, Bella headed straight to her and Izzy's room. Bella cared enough to make sure that Kyrin didnt get herself into a fight on her way home but not enough to stand by her while she puked up her insides. She oughta learn to keep her drinks down before trying to drink herself to bloody death. Bella was a little cranky that she didnt manage to get herself a drink before they left; Now she was in the mood for one. Knowing she wouldnt find anything alcoholic in the mansion, she made herself content with just passing the night with sleep. Changing out of one of the ridiculous dresses that Izzy insisted they wear, Bella rummaged through their closet before pulling out a pullover dark blue night shirt and a pair of black pajama pants, what Bella considered the only normal clothing in her and Izzy's possession. Pulling herself under the covers, Bella fell asleep, preparing herself for another day of watching over Izzy.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 9:30 am
At hearing the word 'secret' Nori was interested at once. He held a lot of secrets for some people and it made him feel important to be trusted with something. The Mansion was coming into sight, so he decided to ask. " You can tell me whatever you like, I never blab. Just be sure it's something you won't regret later. because then it might make me feel that I'm carrying a burden. " He laughed slightly, but on the inside, his words were serious. Curiousity lured him into learning secrets, but consequence made him hesitate.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 11:14 am
Draven gave a drunken smile at Nori and proceeded to tell his secret, “you see, ah.. Whatever your name is,” he continued after a small hiccup. “I may be called an assassin, but really I couldn’t kill someone to save my life, I don’t even carry loaded guns for god sake”, he gave another smile and shook his head slightly, “I hope Kyrin never asks me to put someone to death, I couldn’t do it”, he nodded at himself and then another bright smile came across his face, he’d been drinking to much and it was starting to make him happy, “I feel better now that I’ve told someone”
Finally the mansion was infront of them and Draven pushed open the door, “well good-night” he said, leaving before Nori could bother to say anything. Draven opened the door to his room and sat shoving the remaining three bottles of whiskey under his bed, tomorrow was going to be horrible.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 11:37 am
As Draven had left, Nori got the feeling that this probably was something that Draven shouldn't have shared. Nori would never share another's secret, but this was something dangerous. If they were ever in trouble, would Draven be able to help his fellow crew? He decided not to ponder on it for the moment. As the others had crashed into their beds, Nori decided that he would retire to his room, but he would not sleep for a while, opting to sew a little instead.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 1:11 pm
Kyrin woke up the next day and opened her eyes. Slits of light fell through the closed wooden blinds that hung closed over the only window in the room. Closing her eyes tightly, Kryin felt her head begin to throb. She sighed and shifted in her bed, sitting slowly and holding her hands to her head. Ow... Slowly opening her eyes again, they adjusted to the seemingly bright light. Kyrin stood and went to her mirror. Her appearance made her cringe. Her hair was a tangled mess and she looked like s**t.
Kyrin shed all of her clothes and lifted her towels off the hook in her closet. She wrapped one around her body and slung the other over her arm. Osiris looked up at her as she opened the door and left the room when she did. Ky walked slowly down the hall and made her way past Draven's room and James' room, to the larger of the bathrooms on the second floor. Closing the door behind her, Kyrin switched the lock and dropped her towel. Grabbing her brush from one of the drawers, she pulled it through her hair in long strokes. It took a good couple minutes to get all the tangles out.
Moving to the large shower, Kyrin turned the knobs, waiting for the water to grow warm. She searched the cabinets and fumbled with a bottle of high dose painkillers. Placing the pills in her mouth, she turned on the sink and cupped her hands, drinking the water. Sighing Kyrin entered the shower.
A twenty minute shower and three 800mg pain killers, went a long way to making Kyrin feel better. Drying off, Kyrin wondered what had happened the night before. She vaguely remembered Draven lifting her over his shoulders and James holding her hair in the bathroom, but everything else was a blur. Damn that b*****d. Kyrin thought, cursing Leif. It was his fault that she had gone drinking.
Making her way back to her room, she closed the door behind her. Drying her hair with the second towel, she threw both to the floor by the door. Opening her drawers, Kyrin slipped into her undergarments before going to raid her closet. Dressed in dark jeans and a long black tunic top, Kyrin sat in front of her mirror. There was nothing she could do with her hair, there never was because of how she had it cut. Ky pulled the brush through her still wet hair and opened her make up kit. Shadowing her eyes with a light sliver shimmer and lining her bottom lid black, she closed the box and placed it back on the table top. Kyrin toyed with her ears for a little while before deciding on small dangling butterfly earrings and a white gold locket around her neck.
Not wanting to know the events of the prior night, Kyrin slipped on black 'skater shoes' and called Osiris as she was leaving. Osiris came at a run, seemingly happy to be leaving the mansion during the day. Kyrin normally didn't walk with Osiris in broad daylight, but she figured that it wouldn't matter, unless the police were out. And Kyrin figured that if she ran into a policeman she could talk herself out of any trouble. She wasn't drunk anymore, and had her wits back about her. Kyrin and Osiris simply began to wander, as Ky had no place she needed to be.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 1:24 pm
 Nori was back in female attire for today, as he bussied himself with sweeping after dusting. He had woken up at 5am like usual with nothing to do except spend an hour or so dressing and then eating, so now he decided to clean. Seeing Ky come down the stairs with Osiris, He smiled and was about to say good morning, but with such an expression on her face, he decided to leave her alone, as she didn't seem to notice him as she walked out the door anyways. He would wait for her to get back before offering breakfast. He hummed a song silently to himself with broom in hand.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 3:36 pm
Pulling up next to Kyrin and Osiris as she passed a corner, a tall man walked in step beside Kyrin, saying with a slight smirk, "So did you have fun last night?"
Jaydn was just on his way to the mansion when he spotted Kyrin walking away from it. He had followed her for a bit before approaching her. Her panther though was something he hadn't known about and he felt slightly irked about it being there. Never a lover of felines, a giant panther was the least appealing to him. Nonetheless, he continued to smirk at Kyrin, his cool grey eyes twinkling with mischief as his dark hair swung with his movements.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 4:23 pm
James woke about, to him, four hours too early with a splitting headache and an eternal hatered of his cell phone ring tone. He checked the name and chose to ignore it, mumbling something incoherent that included somehow swearing in French, and pulled his blankets over his head, squieezing his eyes shut to the daylight. He liked to sleep off hangovers, even though it made him sleep much longer than he preferred to. He staggered to the window and pulled the blinds, not even bothering to look outside, and turned off the phone, which was ringing again. The only people who knew this number were Kyrin, and people he wasn't interested in speaking to. And Kyrin wasn't calling him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 4:29 pm
Draven came back to conciseness having drunk himself into a deep slumber the night before. He remembered nothing of last night and didn’t think he wanted to, he knew it must have been emotionally hurtful because of the stark emptiness he felt inside, he would have to live with the pain, drinking again wasn’t an option. It turns out before he fell asleep last night Draven had turned to hitting things, the floor mostly, the dents in the floor were minor and could be easily fixed but one of his knuckles seemed to be broken and all were cracked and caked with dry blood.
He moaned in pain as the tried to move the finger with the broken knuckle, he’d need to make his way to the bathroom to clean up before anyone saw him, or saw his room. As he moved to pull some clothes out of large trunk he kept at the end of the bed, he reeked of sweat and smelled quite musty, he’d have to wash his favorite shirt soon, then Draven remembered he was missing his shirt, where did it go? He wondered.
Feeling like he should hone his skills today, Draven grabbed his training garments and a towel. Sneaking quietly down the hall Draven moved into the bathroom and locked the door behind him, after a quick and revitalizing shower, Draven felt much better. It seemed that he didn’t have much of a hang over; he was probably still drunk, it had happened a few times before.
Pulling on the deep red kimono, with gleaming white pants and a black obi. Normally he would have thrust his kendo stick into the obi but he currently didn’t have it with him. Removing him and his filthy clothing from the bathroom, Draven only took enough time to grab his kendo and walk down the stairs. While walking down the stairs he quickly tied his mid-length hair back into a ponytail.
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