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The man almost speaks up something before the female elf interrupts him, making him frown.

"Oh thank you thank you thank you thank you!" she says. She turns around then pauses and says sheepishly, "I don't know how to get to the basement but I can show you where they fell down...."

She heads over to the kitchen, worried about her crush.



He glares at the female elf but sits back down at the bar.

"No good elves. They're trouble, the whole lot of them."

Vershna appears at the top of the stairs just as her brother says this last phrase.

"Take that back!" she screams, marching down the stairs and leaving Travis behind her, "Take that back, Criole! Elves are not trouble!!!"

He turns to see his sister clomping down the stairs, her chest bouncing more than he would like to see (a LOT more than he'd like to see -she'd always be his little sister to him, so that view is disturbing to him).

"Take back what? There is nothing to take back because it's the truth."

Travis, the male elf, comes quickly down the stairs to stop his girlfriend from hurting her brother. He glares at the male human but turns his back on him.

"Forget about what he says," Travis whispers into Vershna's ear, "Let's get away from here..."

His hand still around her arm, though she continues to glare at her brother, pulls her away towards another part of the mansion.




(Who's in the room with Criole? Just Ignissian's character.... Travis and Vershna left, as well as Serai. Erves and Orkea are still downstairs in the dark.)

"Two," she replied before holding onto her cap and shouting down the hole, "Hey, Erves! You're still down there, right?!"








The male Camba notices the area around him growing brighter. He looks around and finds that he is alone. Looking upward, he notices that there is no hole in the ceiling.

Trying to get up, he notices that his leg is still sore but it is not fully broken.

"What the heck?!" he asks himself, limping away from where he was a second ago.









Orkea finds herself shivering in the dark.

"....are you cold, Erves?" she asks.

She doesn't hear him breathing anymore nor does she hear a response or movement from his direction.

-At least I didn't break something like he did,- she thinks to herself, changing into an owl.



-Ahh... The joys of being a Camba!- she thinks to herself as she looks around with her owl eyes. She can see that she is in a different part of the house. Not in the basement anymore. She can also see that Erves is not around at all, nor is the hole of the first floor open above her.

She stretches out her wings and starts to fly through the room to figure out where she is.










(OOC: The hole that the two fell through is still there but has solidified over, somehow. Aka, you can walk over it now, though there is the hole there. ...and there is no response from Orkea or Erves because they were transported and seperated somehow.)

Ethren's thin mouth formed into a frown as he began to rifle through several cabinets and draws in the kitchen uninvited. Finally he found a flashlight beneath the sink. "...alright!" he called hesitantly to the hole "I'm gonna drop a flashlight down so you can see till we find the door to the basement!"

After slyly observing the man near to her, she turned her back to the bar and leaned against it, as she calmly pronounced words again :' Trouble is sometimes fun, no?''.

He sighs, "It depends on what kind of trouble, actually... My sister's trouble? Only SHE'D think that to be fun, I think. But the trouble that she causes....that's definitely not fun. If she doesn't watch it, she's going to find herself dead... But not by my hand. Never."







The female elf's eyes widen when she realizes that there is no hole there anymore.

"What happened to the hole?! It was there... I swear it was! ...I mean, it's still there but it's not?"

She kneels down and puts a hand on where the hole should be. It's still there, but not there.

"I'm not wrong! It was there!"

((OOC: I forgot about the accent of the East Coast. I'm from the Central zone of the States so.... xD Nice. That's another thing to remember for me, since I'm starting to look into the field of Linguistics for a job.)







[OOC to both Ignissian and SIB: Sorry that I keep forgetting about this thread. I will bring the murder around "soon". No later than Thanksgiving (end of November), I think.]