[Lydia]

((Continuing from the Garden))

As Olisa entered the hallway explaining about the building's colors and their sizes, Lydia followed by her side. Moving her arms, she could feel the sweat under them. Disgusted, she felt the necessity to ask: "Do they have bathrooms?". She then thought of herself using a shared bathroom. She made a horror face imagining what kinds of things she could find in an almost public bathroom. Blinking, she made herself forget the images in her mind and just kept on following Olisa.

[Lydia]

When Olisa finally said they really had bathrooms, Lydia sighed with a smile. Olisa's face about the public bathroom was funny, she though with a giggle. A few moments later, Olisa said they arrived, entering the courtyard.

It was a beautiful and big place, with many, many plants. Since she had simpathy for the earth element, she certainly would enjoy the place. Olisa pointed at a door in a white building. "Oh, I like the brick-red one. It's beautiful. All of them are.", she said, walking to the white house's direction. "It's here where I have to go, right?", she asked, close to the door.

[Lydia]

((Nightfall? It's ok ))

Lydia nodded to Olisa. "Yeah, better you go", she said, opening the door of the white house. Looking back at Olisa again, she smiled. "Sure, it woud be great to see you again. Thank you!", she waved, entering the house and closing the door behind her softly.
Lydia saw the manager in the house, beside a desk. Walking next to the person, she smiled.

((OOC: Wee, PM on the way. Sorry for the short post ._.))

[Lydia]

Lydia could only see the man muttering something, leaning into the back of his chair. He smiled at her, and said a not so conventional "hello". As he motioned, she took a seat on the chair in front of the table and said: "I'm Lydia, and I'm looking for a place to stay.".

"Quickly", she thought, biting her lower lip. The way the demon talked o her was irritant. "Babe?", she remembered him saying. Like he could talk like this with her just because she was a fledgeling!
She sighed, and crossed her arms, leaning them on her crossed legs.

[Dialto]

{OOC: This takes place in Room #1, First Floor, Eastern Building, which is the one with the Grey-Red Bricks}

Dialto opened the door to his new home. The walls were an off-white color, and there was a wooden floor. The bed across the room was plain, and two sets of blankets were folded at the bottom of the bed, along with two pillows. On the right side of the room was a desk and chair with a lamp on top, and against the wall where the door was was a wardrobe and mirror. On the left side of the room was a door that led to the bathroom.

Dialto stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. He dropped his bag on the floor, and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, making it hot so the room steemed up. He undressed, and got in, washing away his feelings for Belle. When he finished, he turned off the shower, got out, and wrapped a towel around his waist. He went back to his bag, and pulled out a pair of boxers and an old t-shirt. He put them off, and left the towel on the floor. He climbed up on the bed, and buried his head in a pillow, not bothering with the blanket. He tried to fall asleep, but he was failing.

{OOC: If anyone wants to knock on his door or whatever, that's fine}

[Lydia]

As the man grinned, Lydia impatiently examined her nails. Long and painted in a wine color, just as she likes. Eager to explore the area? No I'm not. I just need a bath and to take a quick nap., she said. Rubbing her neck and leaving a red mark because of her nails, she leaned on the table as the man took a sheet from behind him. My guide? Well, I think that's fine., she said, wrapping her stripe of longer hair around her finger.

Scribbling some words that really didn't interest Lydia, the man asked for her information. Lydia Hiedler Schöenstat - And it's not Hitler, it's Hiedler. The red building. Anything else?, she asked. Oh man, I can't believe it, she thought, remembering that she just forgot her bag on the garden, minutes before.

[Lydia]

The man complimented her name and tried to flirt with her. Lydia found it so funny that she would do something about it... Only for fun. A voice cut the man's sentence. It was the real dorm-lady. Lydia stood up, whispering for herself: "Sinclair, huh...", as she held the keys.

"Thank you", Lydia said with no expression to Flo, and stepped back. In a second, she stopped and straighted her eyes, smiling meaningfully at Sinclair. Then, she turned back and went away from the white house, wondering whatver would happen.

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((OOC: The following happens after Lydia comes back to the garden and picks up her things))
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Lydia stepped inside the red building. It had a wooden floor and white walls. In front of her, a long hallway. On her right side, there were two doors, 1 and 2. On her left side, other two doors: 3 and 4. In front of her, in the end of the hall, a last door, 5, and beside it, stairs.

In the bedroom, there was a big window right in the wall opposite to the door's wall. Under the window, a bed. On the left wall, a big wooden wardrobe. Beside the wardrobe, a door leading to the bathroom. On the right side of the bed, a table, a chair and a lamp.

Lydia walked to the bed and opened her bag on it. She took away the first things: Toothbrush, toothpaste, a small towel rug, a towel, a soap, a sponge, a parfume and a body cream. She took those to the bathroom and organised each one in their respective places. Then, leaving the bathroom door open, she came back to the bag and took out all her clothes, organisinng them inside the wardrobe carefully. A pair of jeans, a pair of shirts, three t-shirts, two dresses, two jackets, a coat, two skirts, a short, three pairs of shoes, a small bag with underwear, another small bag that probably had accessories, and a pair of pajamas. One of them she put in the wardobe, and the other one she left on the bed. Then, took off the bag the last things: some books and magazines, a small pencilcase with some pens inside it. She left those on the table, then put a photo of her and her "parents" on the table and a small, smiling frog plushie on the bed.

Everything organised, she finally chose her brown dress and took a hairstick from the little bag in the wardrobe. Leaving these on the bed too, she took away her clothes and left them inside the wardrobe, then took her underwear bag to the bathroom, and took a short but relaxing bath.

After wearing up her dress, she hid the pajama under the pillow and laid on the bed. She closed her eyes for a few minutes, but she wasn't tired anymore. She wanted action.

She got the keys of the room that were on the table and went away of it, closing the door and putting the keys inside the pocket of her brown dress. She was almost stepping out of the building when something came to her mind: "If I am occupating the room number two, it's because someone's already using the number one!", and walked back, until she was in front of the first door. She touched the door with her ear, and heard someone inside of the room. Excited, she knocked on the door and asked: "Hello?"
She really expected someone there. She just didn't want to be alone...

((OOC: Sorry for the huge post @_@))

((OOC: Invades post...don't be sorry! You rawk for writing such a long post! x3
~Joy))

[Dialto]

Dialto was finally falling asleep when he heard a knock on the door. He sat up, grogily, and looked around, rubbing his eyes. He leaned back on his pillow for a few moments, and realized he should probably answer the door. He stood up, and steadied himself by putting his hand on the bed. He walked towards the door, almost tripping on his bag as he went. He opened the door to find a girl standing there, smiling. Dialto started to say something, until he remembered he was only wearing boxers and an old shirt. His mouth dropped open, and he quickly shut the door again.

Ohhhhhhhhhh -zap-. Suddenly awake, he ran around his room, looking for his stuff. This time, he did trip on his bag, and almost fell to the ground. Looking down at it, he reached in and grabbed out some clothes. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a grey shirt. He kicked the bag under his bed, and checked himself in the mirror, running his hands through his hair. He opened the door again, putting on a fake smile.

Err, sorry about that. How can I help you?

[Lydia]

Lydia got impatient as no one answered, and even thought about giving up: The demon in question probably wasn't there and she was hearing things from her mind. But suddenly the door opened, and someone looking like "I'm ready to sleep" appeared in front of her, wearing boxers and a shirt. "What the...", Lydia thought, then smiled. The guy was handsome. She opened her mouth to speak, and saw he opened his to do the same, but suddenly closed the door again.

Lydia widened her eyes. "This was...", she thought, but her sentence was cut by a sudden noise. The guy probably was having some trouble in there. After a few seconds, he opened the door again, wearing some more clothes. Lydia smiled. First, there was someome, hooray! Second, the someone was a pretty guy. Double hooray! Now what? Lydia laughed as he said sorry. "Sorry? That was great", she thought for herself. Opening her mouth to say something "big", she just spit a "Hi".

"I'm Lydia... I'm occuping the room beside. And I wonder... Does this demon in front of me wants to make me company?", she said, raising her eyebrows. A slight wind blew, moving her dress and her hair. She held the dress with a hand, and positioned the other one on her hip, smiling.

[Dialto]

Dialto looked the girl up and down as she spoke. She was wearing a cute brown dress, and she wasn't bad to look at. I'm Lydia... I'm occuping the room beside. And I wonder... Does this demon in front of me wants to make me company?

Dialto cringed. He really had just planned to chill out for a while, and sleep off his pain. He looked at her, smiling, and his smile had a touch of pity in it. He avoided Lydia's eyes as he spoke. Well, he started, and then stopped. He supposed it would be good for him to get out a bit, and focus on some other things. Especially other girls than Belle. He raised his eyes to hers, and his smile became more genuine. Sure. Why not? He started to back into his room. Just hold on a sec. Leaving the door open, he looked around trying to find where he placed the key. He finally found it next to the sink in the bathroom. He came back out, and closed the door behind him, locking it. He slipped the key into his pocket, and looked at Lydia. I'm Dialto. Pleasure to meet you. So, where would you like to go?

[Lydia]

Lydia relaxed her face as the guy spoke. He was trying to avoid her... Maybe it just wasn't right. Maybe she had gone too far knocking on an unknown door. But whatever, he now looked at her and smiled, saying a "sure, why not?". Lydia's smile widened, showing her teeth, and the guy asked for a second, coming back to the room. She saw a towel on the floor, a bag sticked under the bed... Not too bad. He came back some seconds later and told her his name.

"Dialto... Right.", she said, giggling. Rolling her eyes to think, she finally said where she'd like to go. "We can go to the marketplace. I've never really been there.", she said, turning to the door of the building, but not escaping Dialto's eyes.

[Dialto]

Dialto swallowed. The marketplace... well, as long as we stay away from that one building, I should be fine.

Dialto smiled, however weakly, at Lydia. Sure, let's go. I'd like to grab a bite if you don't mind. What are you up for? I hear there's a good cafe there. Or, if you'd prefer a drink, I think a bar just opened. Either way's fine with me, it's up to you. Dialto walked past her, and pushed open the door. Holding it open, he held out his arm, crooked at the elbow.

{OOC: Err... we'll have to just bypass market street and go straight to wherever we go- Dialto's fighting there, so us running into him would be... bad. }

[Lydia]

((OOC: suresure, no problem))

Lydia thought for a second, walking behind Dialto. "Lets go to the cafe then. Looks like a better place to talk.", she said, walking next to him, she held his arm with hers. "What a gentleman", she whispered, happy. Now she definitely wasn't alone.

With Dialto, Lydia walked through the dark court. It looked peaceful and pretty in the night, with all those plants and thing. Soon they entered the hallway and then, were out of the temple, going to the portal.

((OOC: G-mod with permission))

[Dracos]

Dracos made his way from the Hospital in the market place to the Dark Temple. It had been awhile since he had returned but it seemed nothing had changed. Though he had been in Elysia awhile and a Demon Servant it seemed that it kept slipping his mind to organize living arrangments in the Cypress Court. His leg pained him as he made his way to the main office. His vision was slightly blurred since he had used most of his energy in the battle early that day.

As he approached the office he swung open the door and walked to the counter. No one seemed to be around. It was neat little place with a cozy feel to it. Taking a seat on a chair he stared at the wall a minute before speaking. Hello is anyone here? his voice seemed unusally lound in the building.

((ooc: i hope the description of the main office is ok if not please tell me and i'll cahnge it.))