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Ellie laughed as she settled into the sheets also, snuggling into bed. Smiling at her husband, she gave a shrug before nestling into the pillow. "Yes, I will definitely let you know, my love." Grinning as thought swam around in her head, Ellie was already succumbing to the first stages of peaceful sleep.

Richard hummed the tune to a Jim Croche song as he tied his tie, hair still damp and the rest of him still smelling like his Irish Spring soap from the shower. He was in a good mood, which was usual, but it was especially good today. Out in his bedroom his desk was neat and orderly, his black book and several manilla folders on it's oak finished desk.

((That's alright SD~ I hope to see you later then!))

((Okay...sorry...)) Trina entered the bar, looking somewhat dazed. She'd been attacked out in the woods, several demons of all things, and wasn't quite sure what to think about that. She had a nasty cut on her right arm, which curved around the arm since Trina had twisted out of the way. A few other scratches here and there, seeping silver, but Trina would be fine. Her left hand pressed against the back of her neck, where a staff had come down hard, nearly knocking her out of the sky. It had not been fun. Trina shook her head, dark eyes surveying the bar before she made her way to the sink, filling a glass with her wounded arm, blinking at it. She sipped the water, ignoring the arm and the cuts and scratches, focused on her neck. Dark weapons...not nice of them to use those...

Trina lifted the cloth again, frowning. Still not healing. Well. That was somewhat annoying, now wasn't it? Trina pressed the cloth back, closing her eyes. Her neck still ached. She'd been hit too hard with that staff. It wasn't like she had meant to upset those men, it just happened. Still, there was no need to attack her. None at all.

River blinked as she steppe donto the stage pulling out of the mirror with a frown. Where was everyone now days? No one saw it fit to attend to the bar while she was gone? as it that they just didn't want to? or fond other things to do. "Hello?" River asked softly looking across the bar from where she stood.

"No, I'm not are you alright?" River's eyes scanned her for a moment she looked fine, soon the dark orbs dwelled over the rest of the place as she jumped off the stage and walked slowly looking around. "You are alright?...hmm?" She blinked at her and waited for a plausable answer. If Trina wasn't hurt who was? And why did she feel the need to help this person? She didn't even know if anyone was concidered that close to her.

River's eyes narrowed in hate her fists clenching, "Trina, What Demons?.." River murmured darkly Not wanting to answer Her, "I'm not Alright because you where attacked now what Demons?" She demanded in anger seething with hate.