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Criss yawned he was finally getting tired so he figured he'd hit the sack... He smirked and got up from the hall way floor opened up his door and went into his new shutting the door behind him he figured no one would be busting threw anytime soon considering only two people knew he was actually here... he got out his pair of black silk p.j pants and put them on and took off his shirt, socks and shoes and got into the enormous bed. Well, he thought, it'll be pretty hard to fall off this thing, he smirked. and pulled up the blanket and layed his head on the pillow putting on headphone in his ear and playing soft music he was out before the chorus even started...

Adrian sighed "listen, im sure that it wasnt your fault, i can understand why you feel this way, i've been there, but believe me, those dreams you have over and over, night after night, the ones where you watch those moments happen in slowmotion, and all the time you here that person telling you to die, that you dont deserve to live, dont listen to them, trust me" he wasnt going into more depth but he had been in the same position oly was in now, he just hoped she would trust him. "those dreams are just your mind playing tricks on you, that voice isnt them those intentions arnt thiers, the first step in leaveing the past behind is forgiveing yourself. you have to."

Oly shook her head, "Forgive myself? That's not possible. Because it was my fault. I did what I always do with my powers. I pictured her burning, and that's what happened." Her tears had subsided and she wiped her face with the backs of her hands, "But thanks anyways, for trying to help me get through that. I can't forgive myself, but I will...." She didn't know how to say what she wanted, so she just leaned forward and kissed him softly. Then she stood quickly and sat on the edge of the bed, "You look tired. You should go get some sleep. I'll be okay now, I promise." She averted her eyes and let her hair fall over her face, blushing fiercely. The curse of being a red-head, she thought to herself.

Oly looked at the door and laughed, "Thanks! I usually hate locks, i don't know why I locked that!" Her smile faded to a soft one, "It's not unsafe anywhere except for my own head. But, if you want to stay close to protect me, you can. I have no objections." She gestured to the entire expanse of her room, "Take you'r pick. You can sleep anywhere you want to."

guys if yall want we can keep everyone sleeping till everyone gets back

It was midnight. Cybelle had summoned her Piano and was sitting in the Ball room. She played the piano to one of her favourite songs, the message meant quite a lot to her. The sound floated throughout the air reaching everyone's ears creating gentle images In everyone's heads. It wasn't an annoying occurrence either, "If any of the resident were awake they certainly wouldn't have a complaint" she hoped silently. She felt like such a misfit, and being an unnatural sort of vampire didn't help. With those depressing thoughts she returned to her music.

Criss was so far sleeping like a rock and he wasn't suprised. He felt like he was sleeping on a cloud then he was on a cloud... and it came clear to him that he was Dreaming. Criss opened his eyes and he was sitting back at his home in italy he sighed, Yep i'm dreaming, he thought. He got up and walked into the all too familar hallway to his fathers study and opened the door to find his Mother and father waiting for him. His mother smiled at him as did his father.
"Come on over here son." His father said in his deep voice. "Join us we were just going over plans for your birthday!"
Criss watched as a very familar child ran up to his parents and sat on his fathers lap. he was over joyed and smiling lie crazy asking about birthday present and what they got him... Criss remembered that child because that child used to be him... he watched as his father picked him up onto his shoulders and his mother smiling but telling his father to be careful and then followed when they left the room when his father had decided to give him a present early. Criss wiped away a tradorous tear that had escaped. he watched his former self open up the present within record time and take out the model airplane his father hand crafted for him and watched the overjoyed recaction and the family hug that followed wiping away more tradorous tears... the perfect family moment, Criss thought... the drem faded away into the nightmare he lived...Criss walked pasted the huge iron ates he'd never been here before nor did he ever want to but something inside of him knew he had to he didn't know how he knew where to go he just did... as he walked down the lonely road he came to a stop seeing what he feared most of all... before him was a tombstone reading 'Markus and Katherine Mortoson, Betrayors of both Human and Vampire kind.' and Next to his parents tombstone was and empty grave and engrave on the tombstone above it read. 'Christian Mortoson, The Unholy Abomination!'
"NOOO!" Criss screamed and shot straight up from his bed he was shaking like crazy he got out of bed and quickly left his room and walked outside getting some air...

Adrian was stayong pretty much motionless in his sleep, however in his head he could see figures made of his flames, and he was actually fighting them, if he were to lose something horrible would happen, so just like every night he had to win. he was on the ground, watching a foot comeing down on him and when it was nearly apon him he jolted awake sitting up, baring his fangs and his eyes black with flames, he slowly calmed himself down. i got lucky tonight, i cant let that happen again. he looked over his shoulder, seeing his back was fully healed not even a scar, it took a lot to give him a scar, although he did have a few. he then turned his attention over to oly, just looking at her he smiled.