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Oh this was too rich. The cat demon's mind was running off without her into unknown territory. Titus almost giggled, but that wasn't a very manly action so he settled for chuckling with amusement. From the rain of protection charms to the mood music it was almost too much and the topper on the cake was the shift in scenery to the hotel room and the small trickle of blood running from her nose. It was like he had won some sort of prize....at least if that prize was a shift kick to his cash and prizes.

A number of curses, most not in english, began to pour from Titus' mouth as he released Riyo and tried to push her away so that he could curl up into some sort of fetal position. His tenders had seen more action in the form of kicks in dreamspace than he cared to count and slowly he was learning. He was going to invest in a cup. "

Titus groaned a bit trying to collect himself. It was just a dream, the pain wasn't real....but ******** it felt real. Ah man did it feel real. He would be glad to get back to his real body knowing he hadn't actually been kneed in the groin. "What can't handle a little teasing?" Titus rolled away from the feline and off the bed and to the floor landing on his hands and knees.

"You should learn to lighten up," It took him a moment of painful movement to finally straighten. That was the second hit he had received and it didn't get any easier. "Being a ******** prude gets you no where." With effort Titus stood, though he did well to keep his front angled away from Riyo. No second taps for him.

And then suddenly the candles went out and the room was dark. Eerily enough Titus' eyes shown brightly in the darkness like stars in the night sky. It didn't seem to bother him that it was dark and instead he seemed amused with the turn of the setting. "You aren't afraid of the dark now are you?" As his wings gave a flutter the visions of nightmares within them became known. Glowing eyes, snapping teeth, random creatures and beasts that came and went before the images completely faded.

"Beh, Tomato potato." That was not how the saying went. Obviously Titus didn't care as he continued on like he hadn't just botched up a simple phrase. "Can you deny being a tramp doesn't get you things?" They did little more than strut their stuff and the world just handed them s**t on a silver platter. "Besides, I was only teasing. You look too much like a boil for my tastes." Oh those kind words, they were showing.

"You fear the things that go bump in the light?" Titus chuckled to himself though he too ended up closing his eyes against the painful brightness. When he opened them he found a very different room...and a very different position. "The ceiling? Really?" He sounded almost irritated as he followed Riyo over to the nightstand looking up at the bottle of wine nestled just out of her reach. "A drinker too, you just get more and more fun."

A flap of his wings took Titus upward, his fingers grasping the bottle as it came into reach. He was sure not to forget the corkscrew before he descended once more, bottle held firmly in his hands. Landing his attention turned to the door curiously, fairly certain he wasn't going to see anything he hadn't seen before.

"What, your parents give you a good thrashing every once in a while?" Titus asked looking the corkscrew over thoughtfully. It was actually pointless to drink the imaginary dream wine. Nothing was going to happen, he had tried before, but it was still intriguing to see how the feline would react. "It builds character you know." As his wings gave a flutter the room was suddenly full of noises, sounds of screaming and beatings that he had either witnessed in real time or dreamscape or experienced first hand.

Riyo's protest to not looking like a boil only got a grin and a roll of the eyes. The way she petted her hair caught his attention, no doubt she prized it. Long hair was probably what separated her from truly looking like a boil. "You got the look of a boil. Intense eyes and displeased features. Not very ghoully at all and your clothes." Titus took a step back to look her over. "Leave a bit to be desired. But I suppose that's the point, eh?" She didn't seem to be your typical ghoul that squealed over things excitedly, chatted on the phone, or even hung out with friends. No, she seemed like the kind that had few friends and was vulnerable in the mind despite her front.

The fake out with a knee probably did as expected, it made Titus flinch and turn away. While he had received his fair amount of beatings, thrashings, maimings, and the like, some even by his father, the kick to the groin was a low blow and something that most avoided doing out of some respect. The demon frowned for a moment, a hiss rising in his throat as he 'accidentally' dropped the wine bottle letting it shatter against the ceiling as if he had thrown it. Wine quickly made a puddle before soaking in to make a stain. "Oops."

The rattling chains caught his attention though and Titus grinned from ear to ear. "You hiding something?" He could hear the struggling of a door. A door he could open. "Let's go have a look, Princess." Taunting her for her lack of ghoulish fair? Probably.

Titus actually laughed. "Ghoully if you wanted to be? I don't think you could be ghoully if your life depended on it, Kitten." Forgot about the real name already? Most likely. Titus was terrible with names. No doubt Riyo would have to remind him a few times and he probably still wouldn't use it then.

When she started to calmly explain why it wasn't a good idea the smile on Titus's face grew wider, deviously so as he stared at her. It was the biggest bunch of bull he had ever heard. "I'm sure its the lipstick making such a ruckus." Titus said smoothly watching Riyo lean against the door like she was trying to block it with her body, her folded arms showing that she wasn't going to budge easily. Honestly...he didn't need her to move at all.

"What are you afraid I'll see?" Titus mused as he took a stance not far from her leaning against the wall with his shoulder. "This something of non-interest is intriguing. Besides...that door won't stay locked forever." No, not if he had his way. As a matter of fact he began to reach out with his power, his mind beginning to wrap around the lock to open it. No doubt Riyo would feel the change and know that the locks were being tampered with.

"Beh, close enough." Kitten, Riyo, it was all the same really. "I give everyone pet names as you call them. Though if you want to be a special snowflake I'm sure I can think of something else."

Titus didn't seem terribly concerned with what would be behind the door. In the few years of walking through dreams he had seen a fair number of things and a fair number of things he wished he could forget. He really didn't expect anything spectacular but the build up was rather nice. It seemed rather exciting, like from an actual movie or something. The ghoul must have been into theatrics.

The chains fell away and Titus could almost taste the panic in the air. She was doing her best to play down in her own mind what this was, which to him was hilarious. It was unavoidable though as the door finally flung open and Titus paid no mind to the fact that Riyo went flying, far too interested in see what was behind the door.

It was more disappointing than he imagined. The atmosphere was cold, the blizzard making it almost impossible to see as he squinted against the wind. When he gained some sort of clarity he spotted the sphere shaped building. "Really? Is this a joke?" He yelled over the noise of the wind, ignoring Riyo's frantic voice to close the door. If she wanted it close she could do it herself.

Her composure was completely shattered. The sight of the building had been enough but Titus didn't really believe it was the building itself that gave her nightmares. It wasn't until they came closer at jarring speed that he was finally able to read the sign on the door. "Loony bin, eh?"

She still seemed to be trying to convince him that it was the building itself that frightened her, but by the sound of her voice and the wavering in her disposition, he just knew something fun awaited them. He chuckled a bit seeing her reaction as the asylum's doors slid open. The smell made him wrinkle his nose but that was truly the only reaction it got as he stepped through the door and into the blinding white building.

"Come along then," Titus teased cruelly, eyes bright with excitement. He had found that breaking point and it was the point that he loved. It brought him nothing but pure glee to see someone pushed beyond their limits.

In light of the situation Titus began to sing. It was an encouraging tune for sure and very fitting for the setting. He wasn't entirely certain yet if Riyo feared someone that resided here or feared being brought her, herself. Either way, his muse was calling. "They're coming to take me away ha ha.~ They're coming to take me away ha ha he he ho ho.~ To the funny farm! Where life is beautiful all the time and I just can't wait for those nice young men in their clean white coats because they're coming to take me away~" His voice echoed eerily down the hall as he sang mixing with the sounds of muttering and chatter that almost poured from the very walls. He seemed oddly at home.

"Well, I can't help that in general you are boring until you are under distress, Ms. Boil." So he had picked a new name. Looked like this one was going to stick for a while.

The comment on his singing only made him grin, turning to offer Riyo a bit of a bow to end his performance. He had a job, not one that he could speak of, but a job none the less. "You would be quite right. Why work when I can have others do that for me?" Always easier to lie.

He continued on his path down the hall until he was met with a choice. To turn right or to turn left. Oh such a hard decision. The shadows barely caught Titus' attention instead he was focused on the decorative difference between the two directions. The choice in their direction was simple enough. It was like a bread crumb trail made of straight jacket straps.

"Well then, would you like to take the lead?" Titus asked cheerfully, turning so that Riyo wasn't directly behind him.