Welcome to Gaia! ::

*nearly melting in emotion from having such contact again* "Glad you like it. Since it's bonded to you personally, you can change its size just by willing it to do so, same with its brightness. I think i forgot to tell Domi that but im sure she'll figure it out." *Sigh* "I'm beat, every time i make one of those that way I'm hoping it's increasing my endurance but I'm as tired as last time heheh." *looks tentatively at Alice feeling like he had a rock in his stomach. He breathes in deep and steps forward to lightly hug Alice, then steps away feeling shaky and blushing like a moron.*
Goodnight Alice, I'm glad I could make you happy."
*Turns and then walks into his bedroom, closes the door, flops onto the bed, and goes to sleep.*

*Dreiyan awakes many hours later. As always he began sensing the surrounding area before he even opened his eyes...He knew the little knot of anger and hate nestled in the entrance hall *sigh* he hated dealing with her like this*

"I know she saw what happened with me and Alice. Oh boy she must be seething mad, hopefully I can get her under control and forcibly remove the anger."

*Gets dressed, grabs a blood pack, and proceeds to the entrance hall. Upon his arrival the crystals in the ceiling release the little box holding Zalurin. As soon as the box hits his hand pain shoots straight up his arm and into his mind. Dreiyan has to make a real effort not to be swept up in the torrent of angry voices and images belonging to the vengeful night spirit.*

*Rubbing his temples* "Please be quiet Zal, I really think you need to start realizing that I don't belong to you anymore. I'm making this the way it used to be, you will belong to me now."

A heavy metal fist nock on his door three time, and he waits towering tall. his non armed hand played with three small glass balls twirling them calmly

Bones Darkness-kisser, Master of the metal and darl element. Abyssal demon lord, and new resident to he halls" He bowed but did not enter more then enough to let the door close, he had been invited in, but nothing more. his right sides was black iron armor spiked and bladed in every in where his left was smooth black leathers "it is a pleasure to meet you"

"You are as well sir, i am not the only one who has seen the time of antiquity pass by, but out of respect for your belongings i must decline the offer of one of your chairs, my armor would undoubtedly ruin such a fine collection. how ever if i may summon my own chair it will save you much anguish over the ruined throne of King Samuel of the lost crusade." he motioned to a particular chair that was the least fancy but not out of the ordinary for the glamorous room.

"I heard whispers of distress among the shadows and fallowed the smell of horror in the air. it led me to your door, I thought it prudent i be polite and introduce my self to you. and what is a MVC sir?"

"I had planed to at the first chance, i have a gift for her." he waved a hand slowly and fro the shadows a throne of silver and gold bones rose out of the ground. sitting him self down he sighed. "who was she? the one who caused you grief."