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Felix had laid as he was, with his eyes closed for several minutes, and now that he had relaxed and composed himself he slid off the bed and stood upright. The room was not small, but not particularly large. The carpet was a deep, earthy red and the walls were a neutral shade which was hard to identify in the dim lighting. A moderately sized four poster bed, dressed in more rich red hues, stood against the middle of the far wall facing the door. A desk and a couple of bookcases adorned the left side of the room, while the right side was decorated by a pair of similar abstract paintings and a large window which looked out onto the forest which surrounded the house.

Before continuing Felix pulled out a small novel from inside his canvas bag, he liked how the book was easily portable because it fit into his back pocket. He placed it there and exited the room, closing the door behind him. He stood in the hallway for a few moments, wondering how many other people had arrived and where they all were currently. He decided to make his way down to the kitchen, as he had heard someone mention food earlier. He walked calmly down the wide, ornate staircase to the ground floor. Looking around momentarily for the kitchen, he instead saw the sofas which sat before the crackling fire. It was to perfect for Felix to pass up, and he walked over and reclined into a large, comfortable leather armchair. He opened the small science fiction novel which had been slotted in the back pocket of his jeans and began to read quietly in the warm glow of the fire.

Felix had been entirely engrossed in his escape from reality. The music which Izzy was playing was gentle, and faded in smoothly with his mental depiction of the story he was reading. Graceful airships rolling over a foreign, cosmic sky, a melodic piano sonata as the overture to their descent. He did not snap back to reality for almost a minute, but he eventually registered the music in his mind and turned away from his book. He turned his head and straightened up, gazing over the back of the armchair to Izzy as she played. He raised an eyebrow. "A bit odd for a girl your age to spend her free time quietly playing the piano, isn't it? I thought all teenagers loved to party and drink alcohol." He was aware of the hole in his logic. He was a teenager, and he did not act as such, but he hardly included himself in the same categories as normal people.

((Sorry about not getting on until now. I'm kinda grounded and I have to sneak online. sweatdrop ))

Arisu nodded to the guest in greeting. "Hello," she said, politely. "My name is Arisu. I am a cook. Is there anything in particular that you would like me to make?"

((Sorry I haven't been posting yet... How much've I missed?))

Willow stepped out of the car and looked up at the mansion, a frown quickly appearing on her face as a forboding feeling slowly crept up her back and coiled into her stomach. Something felt... off, something in the very air itself it seemed, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Still... she picked up her bag and shouldered it, then closed the door, after all she was already here and she wanted to enjoy a nice relaxing weekend away from the stress of home.

Yet as she made her way towards the door to knock the feeling grew, twisting up through her stomach to her heart. It wasn't so much a feeling of nervousness, not like she'd first suspected, but kind of the feeling that she got when there was some big test coming up that she really needed to pass. Needless to say, by the time Willow's fist connected to the door she was nearly shivering with the cross between excitement and fear. She opened the door slowly and poked her head around the corner, calling out as she did so, "Hello? Anyone home?"

((Yes, your name is very familar...))

For some reason Willow blushed at being noticed, but it might have been a bit of nervousness at meeting someone new. She sidled around the door and closed it behind her, grinning somewhat nervously; she was still getting a nervous feeling about everything, but she was too distracted by the new people to pay attention to the gnawing feeling. "Hello, I'm here about the weekend stay?" She explained in a slightly awkward sounding voice. "Um, I'm Willow, Willow Wood... feel free to laugh." She added the last bit with a slightly bitter smirk and a good deal of sarcasm at her parents sense of humor.

Baylor nodded and went into the door down the hall. He entered the room and looked around. The bed was decent, and it had candles for atmosphere. Baylor never carried a lighter or matches with him, so it didn't matter. He placed his bag on the bed and sat on the bed for a while. "Wow... this is a lot nicer than my place..." He said to himself. He glanced at the wall and saw a large mirror on it. Baylor's spine shivered. He never really liked mirrors that much, so he quickly fixed himself up and threw a sheet over the mirror. "Ugh... I hate mirrors.." Baylor then thought it rude to place the sheet over a simple decoration in someone else's house, so he took it off. He sighed to himself, put the sheet away, and exited the room and down the hall, his stomach complaining to him.

Willow nodded to show she understood, a slightly wry smile on her face. "Well, as strange as that name is at least it isn't a pun that everyone immediately gets and laughs at... Still, I suppose my name COULD be Everlasting Love..." She laughed slightly. "I have a cousin named that... Um, anyway... If you don't mind, where is this Izzy?" She asked, a slight grin replacing her self concious look as she mentally settled into her new surroundings.

"It is a pleasure to meet you. I hope you enjoy your stay at Redwood Mansion," Arisu said to Joey, her purple eyes flashing. He seems sweet she thought. I wonder if he ta- She caught herself before she thought anything she might regret. I know why Izzy wanted the humans to stay, but it might not be such a good idea to let them stay in a place with vampires.