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The room suffered little actual damage, maybe papers and sheets singed and such, but nothing beyond that. Tor had reached the kitchen, and had just popped in and out of the Brink. A scream filled the house...something about vampires and sweet bleeding.

The disturbed babbling with mixed yells moved through the house, passing through the kitchen and beyond. It abruptly stopped as a loud hum filled the house, followed by a crackle of energy. A lower hum remained, it came from the tele-pads.

The tele-pad was still active, a dim column of light rising from the rings inscribed upon the floor. Wherever the last destination was, the tele-pad was still linked there and almost seemed to beckon Kalie to enter it.

Torment emerged from the bathroom, looking slightly less tired, though his wings were hardly even burning, to the point where the flames died out moments after he left the bathroom. He slowly moves to sit down on the bed, not taking any notice of Kalie or the food at first.

Tor let out a brief sigh before he looked up to her, meeting her eyes only to glance off to the side as if ashamed to do so. His hands came up to rub his temples for a moment as he closed his eyes, head turning back towards the floor as he mumbled to himself, shaking his head slightly.

He didn't even look up, simply whispered, "No...could...could you just go downstairs for a little while?"

Tor didn't say anything, or even react to the nearly silent words, he simply stared at the ground, trying to hold more back than just tears. He obviously wasn't feeling too hot, somewhere near the edge of actually throwing up, and it wasn't merely limited to one thing either. Both illness and recent events pounded in his mind. Just pounding and pounding and pounding, he really wished he could forget that part, well, that was most of it really.

He shot up and quickly made his way to the door, ignoring the nausea and the pounding for a moment. He swung out the door wide and came around on one foot. He stumbled slightly as he stepped close to Kalie, "Wait...I..." He took a breath as he pulled her into an embrace, leaning his head against hers. "Kalie...I can't tell you all whats wrong....not right now. It kills me to keep secrets from you hun, but...I just can't seem to bring it to words without bringing up lunch with it." For a second he paused, as if holding back the urge to barf. He continued slowly, pulling back to look Kalie in the eyes, "Love...I just need my time." He slowly, hesitantly pulled away, plodding off back to sit and eat, but he quickly stopped and spun around again, "And love...we really need to talk about the whole last name thing. I think mine sucks, ditch it...the both of us." He smirked slightly as he turned back and disappeared into the room again, the lights growing dim, but still light enough to see.

((OH! pun >.< Feeling too hot, heh ^_^))

Flinching, Kalie uncomfortably paused at the stairs. She hadn't really noticed up until that point.. how painful it could be to be wearing a pair of pants that had taken a dip in the sea.. dried.. and then proceed to rub its sea salt caked self against you. Turning she made a change for the guest rooms, her movements looking a little bowlegged...

Either way she was getting cleaned up, and if none of the rooms had spare clothes in them, she figured Vince had to have a spare pair of pants in his room somewhere.