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Luckily, the Place wasn't yet out of donuts and cheesy puffs. And cookies. And carbonated beverages. Oh no, they tended to stock up on these things. No health food fanatics here.

Bryna, whether by foresight or just a random inclination, had a tray of these various items plunked on the... air... beside her as she hovered above one of the many beanbag chairs littered around the front room. She was flipping channels... not because there wasn't anything on that she was interested in, but just... because. To Bryna it was logical. To most others, probably not. Bryna logic didn't always line up.

A pearly white form with gold-to-red stripes lining it slither-slid across the floor to coil up on the beanbag before launching like a spring to land on the tray. It wobbled for only a moment before Bryna automatically adjusted to Shoom's rather insignificant weight difference. "The cheesy puffs are for Wade, Shoom, so don't eat those. There's more cookies though, if you want some of them."

Shoom latched on to a cookie from his position at the back of the tray, stretching his forelimbs out like rubberbands to reach the opposite side where the cookie he wanted lay. "Shoom likes cookies better!" he announced in his leaky-tire voice, cackling briefly before shoving the selected morsel into his zipper mouth. He then seemed rather completely absorbed with watching the channels flip, just like Bryn.

Bryn had been hovering only just above the beanbag, so the fact she was floating wasn't as obvious as usual. Not that it usually mattered when faced with people from Wade's world. Apparently there were a lot of people there that could float, though she wasn't entirely sure that any of them did it by gravity manipulation. "Hiiiiiiiiiiiii~ Wade! We saved the cheesy puffs. Who's Mr. Skull-Head?" She would use a person's proper name after she found it out rather than whatever nickname she came up with... sometimes.

Shoom seemed rather more enthusiastic about the new arrival however and spring-hopped off the tray to slither across the floor. He then proceeded to scrabble and stretch this way and that to examine Taskmaster. "Shoom likes new friend!" And then, of course, he tied himself in a big bow around Tasky's neck, grinning like a madman with his little zipper mouth.

Tasky. Taskmaster. "I'll just call him Mr. Skull-head." :B It fit, right? But what was this? The nubile bit again? Er... no, trying to figure out if Wade meant it this time around always gave her a headache. She couldn't get into his mind to make sure... though... what about this new guy?

She couldn't help giggling when Taskmaster started prying, tugging, an pushing on Shoom. She knew what was likely to happen next, at least. And lo and behold... After allowing himself to be stretched like silly-putty for a few moments Shoom suddenly unwound from the light-furred merc's neck and wound up tying his front paws together with the same bow shape. "Shoom moves to knew place since new friend didn't like the other one!" 8D It was one of the few instances where there might have been enough time to warn Shoom's newest "friend" about his habits, but the alternative was much more amusing.

"Shoom's a Duskitsu. He's a lesser Nobody. He's also virtually indestructible. Go on! Stab him with something. He thinks it's fun. You'll never get rid of him then." Half friendly warning... half sadistic taunt. This was shaping to be a much more fun day than she thought.

"OH, hey, Wade! Shoom found this really weird room in the door earlier. You wanna see it?" Her announcement seemed to distract Shoom from his friendly torture and he released Tasky to zip over to the door. "Shoom finds the stair room! Shoom finds the stair room!"

"Well I'm not calling you Taskmaster. It's too starchy." She drifted higher off the floor and then over the head of the two males to join Shoom by the door. "And it's not an exercise room... and yeah, mostly stairs... Oh here. She tugged the door open to reveal a rather panoramic view of a bit of floor with an archway at the end that framed a large open space and lots of stairs... going every feasible direction, with walls that seemed to be floors for some of the stairs and cielings for others, as well as walls along the sides of some. "This place is freaky. It's awesome!"

Meanwhile Shoom had reattached himself to Tony, this time on his back and making his cape flair and roll like it was in a breeze, all the while making "swoosh" noises. Swoosh noises that sounded almost sinister when heard coming from his leaky tire voice.

Bryna flipped upside down for a moment so her face was at eye level with the boys. "And I'm an adult. Kitsusagi grow at a different rate than humans do, so age is relative."

"I asked Kitsyn about it, she said it was the Labyrinth room. Not that I have any idea what that means..." Was there anything else she was going to say after that? The world would never know, as Shoom took that moment to snatch more than one of Tony's weapons and took off into the room. "Shoom plays hide and seek with treasure!" Moving with more speed than something living really had a right to he disappeared over the edge of the floor.

Bryna blinked after him over the ledge on the other side of the archway he'd just taken a dive from. "...And actually, Tony, most people find him annoying. He can be cute, and helpful, and he's lots of fun during paintball, and everyone in he Place thinks he's lovable, but yeah... most people with emotions find him annoying." :B Mind reading for the win.

She flipped upright and landed on the floor. "Shooom! You're not supposed to take things from guests on their first visit!" The call echoed weirdly in the bizarre room, though the answering call from Shoom just sounded downright creepy. "Shoom wants to play with new friend!" Well... that was that. They could go looking for Shoom or they could wait and hope he actually remembered to bring the stuff with him when he finally came out.

"I told you this room was freaky." Bryna grinned and watched the boys try to figure out where the hell they were, much less where to go, for several moments. Then she spotted Shoom peeking around the corner of one of the archways in a corner on the opposite side of the room and drifted in that general direction. She'd been in here once before so she was more used to the abrupt adjustments in gravity needed to maintain altitude and momentum. But, Shoom disappeared again by the time even she managed to get over there, herself simply not willing to go too fast in here with all the random shifts in which way was "down".

Though her having moved presented another problem for the mercs, because she was no longer looking down from the ledge where the entrance was, and the door was shut now because she'd had it drilled into her that leaving it open left others trapped on the other side, if anyone was in one of the other rooms. So... they had to find the exit again even after they finally managed to track down Shoom.

Bryna shook her head at Wade and stuck out her tongue. "Na'ah. You said whoever finds 'em first gets to keep 'em, and you already have spiffy swords and stuff. All I've got is my water guns." Would she seriously keep them? Maybe. Depended on her mood when she actually got ahold of them.

As for where Shoom was... his voice began to echo around the room. It had sounded creepy before when he was speaking normally... this time he was singing. "They call me Cuban Pete! I am the king of the rumba beat~!" Had they failed to mention they were watching The Mask earlier that day?