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"Oh whats this, the girls bathroom? Well at least we are not completely lost. Hope you don't have to go anytime soon. I don't see the men's room around anywhere."

"Hey, you smell that? It almost smells just like . . . . Food!"

Before them was a large sign that said 'Cafe'. Luckily it was open and well smelled delicious.

"Ow!" Ultima said as he noticed the fork leave his back. He followed Akira and pro ceded to grab many different foods. He hadn't eaten in ages. He went and sat with his pile of food too and started going nuts.

Ultima continued to eat, slower then Akira had, as he watched Akira study the map. It looks like he could find the place now which was good since Ultima was in no rush to move and hoped that Akira would move on without him.

(or in other words, I have to go soon)

Ash would need some form of detergent to remove, but the water cleaned off the outer layer of it at least. It was cold for her, but it kept her awake. That and the sound of Rivven's voice. For a little while she toyed with the idea that maybe she was dead, and in some far off level of Gehenna that she hadn't heard of yet. But that wouldn't explain Rivven here, or how she had even died. Coming to her senses she realized where she was (just not how she had gotten there). Trying to talk, the hand that had been hanging off him gripped his shirt.

((thought the coat was partially open sweatdrop )) The water was gone, had Rivven done that? She looked up at him, and felt like crying again "I don't think I can walk... Rivven, I just need to lie down." he was getting the smudgy ash all over his clothes too. It felt odd, seeing the imprint of where she was up against him.

((Oops... it was... I just figured with the skin tight shirt, she wouldn't easily be able to grab it.))

"It's alright. It's fine... your room is all dirty. Why don't I take you back to mine, unless there's someplace to lie you down here you'd prefer." he said softly, looking down at hers and carefully not taking his eyes from hers for a moment save the one where he gently kissed her forehead. He walked slowly out of the room, holding her up against himself still.

"Imagine...? Alright..." he said solemnly staring at the door and trying to think of any other room he was well familiar with, and for some reason unable to picture his room right, there was only one other room he could actually remember. He opened the door with an hand, keeping the arm under her for support, and stepped inside. It was a small room, just short of being cramped, with a ceiling less than a foot above his head, and inside was a small, single person bed, kept neatly with clean, but low of quality, sheets and pillows. The it was all wood, not bright and well furnished, but dull and done only well enough to last. There was a single small dresser, waist height, with clothes hanging off of it as often as tucked into the drawers as much as they would fit. Various weapons, including the chain Rivven would normally have worn, were left on the floor in corners, or hung on small shelves, everything squeezed into the small space, and there was no window, only a thick wooden door with no lock. He kept his eyes on her, ingoring the room so firmly, he might as well have stared, and set her down on the bed, laying her out and sitting on it's edge besider her. He knew there wouldn't be any clothes for her, so instead he picked up a spare shirt of his own, and went about wiping her face clean with that, kissing her gently on the cheek from time to time, trying to think of something to say.