The House Of Immortality

*Finds his room and waves.* Night guys! *Walks in and collaspes on the bed next to Sammi.* Night! *Crawls to his room, openes the door and crawls in, coming to a halt when he bangs his head into the base of his bed.* Owww, that hurt DX Ok, I'll just leave it to Alix to make sure Jer's in bed. Goodnight!

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*closes her eyes as Abby scratches behind her ear* Okay..It was nice getting drunk for once. Kinda let go..made me less stressed.

Is it had I forgot my own birthday was coming up? I mean, twenty one is something to celebrate but it's not like I can go out drinking legally because I made a promise not to drink anymore and I don't want to be that person. Even if I want to come home and down a few cold ones once in a while.
And you have to worry about Isolts birthday coming up too.
Ah... Shit. I don't even know what to get her. I really need to go shopping and figure something out...
Or you could sleep with her, chicks really dig that.
Really? *rubs his jaw in thought before shaking his head* Nah, bad idea. I'm not really so sure all women like that Ry.
*withdraws from conversation quietly.*

Henry: Looking her up and down, because I couldn't ever seem to resist while in her presence, I nodded. "Mhm, I've got a pretty late shift for the hardcore gamers. I'd much rather have swam..." I stepped up onto the same step as her and rubbed the back of my neck. "I have my own dosage of teenage humans, I can't imagine immortals being much better behaved." With a shrug of my shoulders I shoved my hands in my pockets and looked up the steps. "I don't want to keep you standing here soaked, but I'd like to talk a bit more, it that's alright with you. Maybe we can meet up in the kitchen, I haven't eaten since lunch and that was five or so hours ago." Micah was asleep so it wouldn't matter. Besides, if he woke up he'd probably just play with Roo or let the kitten entertain him. 

*blushes slightly at their previous conversation and rubs the back of his neck nervously* I... Uh... Sorry *smiles and elbows Ryker*
Ow! *rubs his side and gives Henry a shove* Why am the one that always gets hit?
Because it seems like you're always the one with bad ideas *whispers to Ryker before walking to Isolt* Can I talk to you about your birthday? Just so I have a general idea of what you're into getting... Not that I'm going to get you what you ask for, because I'm not that lazy, but I just want some feedback on what might be a really bad gift.
Go get 'em tiger *smiles but cowers away once recieving a glare from Henry* I was just joking, geez

Henry: "Well, I'm glad I deal with human adolescents then. I don't know what I'll do with myself when Micah hits his teenage years though." Probably become a pushover, because one look from Micah's big blue eyes now puts me under his spell. I nodded my head and looked down at my attire again. "Even if their uncomfortable, it's a pretty nice work outfit. I get a black shirt and khaki's. Just screams attractive, doesn't it?" With a roll of my eyes I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I'll see you down there in a few minutes then Miss Lewellyn." And with that, I traveled up the steps towards my bedroom. I needed to change into something comfortable, but quietly. I didn't want to wake Micah, even though I knew she wouldn't mind, because I wanted a bit of time to myself for a change. Just an hour or two, that's it. Once outside my bedroom door I drew in a deep breath and composed myself, not exactly having realized there had been a big goofy smile on my face since leaving Isolt on the steps. I guess you could say I really liked her, and that didn't happen often. For my own safety, of course. Every woman I like leaves me for somebody else, so you can see my worry. 

*takes one of her hands and looks between the two women confused* So, what is it? I mean, if she knows can I know too? *raises an eyebrow and tugs her in closer* We could talk about this over in the media room or something, if you'd prefer a place without... *glances back at Ryker and then back to Isolt* The mansion idiot overhearing.
Hey! I've been called a pervert and an idiot already tonight, that's where I draw the line.

ejkhawfjkhgr I have a cuddle buddy now ^w^ (Maybe sort of. I had a cuddle buddy for at least a night.)

This guy named Joe :) He's a brony and I don't really watch MLP but he's cool anyways, and he plays video games, and he's funny, and kinda cute, and he can sing, and he's super tall (so his head actually sits on my head when he stands right behind me and hugs me) And he's a really good cuddler

Yeah… He rides my bus too which is hella rad. I might sit with him on Monday. And maybe ask him out to a movie. (I may or may not have a tincy tiny big crush on him)
He's so kind dude. Like, he'd pull my shirt back into place sometimes. (Or my pants because fucking sweatpants can't stay up sometimes) and was super respectful and always made sure I was comfortable and when he realized I had the cuts on my arm he got really concerned and made sure I was doing something to take care of it.

Henry: After removing my khakis and the black t-shirt she had so boldly said I "work", I opened my dressed and fished out a pair of comfortable grey basketball shorts, though I'd probably regret the choice once I was downstairs because it's a bit cold. After pulling them on I slipped a white t-shirt over my head and tugged it around my torso. I suppose I shouldn't bother to grab shoes, I didn't like wearing shoes around the mansion if I was staying inside anyway. One glance over at Micah and I didn't want to head off downstairs, finding Apollo snuggled up into him as he slept, the kittens big blue eyes staring up at me. It was only a couple years and he'd be shifting or something, and I don't know if I was ready for Micah to do that yet. I shook off my thoughts and headed out of my bedroom towards the steps. However, one thought did occur to me. What am I going to make for myself to eat, or the both of us?

Perhaps he's both... *shrugs his shoulders and makes a mental note of her liking of the color blue, as well as the suggestion to ask about "Zabby"* Out of range is probably best. *leads her towards the media room*

Yeah… *happy rolling on the floor* I mean, there was a fair amount of boob references or coping a very quick feel but we both just kinda laughed after it. Like, he'd do it for half a second just 'cause then laugh and apologize. Anyways, I am probably maybe definitely perhaps going to ask him out.

Yeah. :) I wanted to get Rachel's perspective but she's kinda gone radio silent. It's actually kinda worrying… But I'm sure it's fine.

Henry: It was rather surprising to see her there just as I entered, though she could do plenty of things I couldn't. I almost forgot we weren't two normal people instead of immortals for a moment until she grabbed the blood bag from the fridge. "And you too Lewellyn." Even if she was ready for bed, I still got a kick out of looking at her. I wasn't exactly making it secretive anymore, casting shy glances or anything. I preferred making it obvious, it made more sense that way. "Normally when I have a meal with a woman I offer to cook, but I guess this is easier. I'm not sure what I'll have though..." I walked to the fridge and looked past her inside, half searching and half just looking her over again. "What would you suggest?" I usually just grabbed a slice of pizza leftovers or some fruit, but there didn't appear to be any tonight. I'd say I was unlucky, but just being able to see Isolt proved that wrong. 

You can start, since I still need to form actual questions out of my madness. *sits on the couch beside her and grabs her legs, pulling them up onto his lap as well as turn her so that her back pressed agains the armrest.*

Yeah, I'm sure.

Henry: A sandwich? That didn't sound too bad actually, but I wasn't really sure what you were supposed to put on a sandwich. I hadn't exactly been introduced to that sort of thing like most American kids, and I guess whatever went on it was my choice, right? "Sure, I think I can muster up a sandwich. If you say it's easy then I guess it's easy." I reached into one of the drawers and grabbed a package of pastrami, as well as a package of Colby jack cheese. "I forgot to tell you, but I'm having my twenty first birthday pretty soon and I guess I was wondering if you'd like to join me in celebrating? It'd probably be the two of us, and Micah of course. It won't be a bar scene or anything, just maybe getting something to eat and then something fun I haven't planned yet. I don't know, you don't have to come along if you don't want to." I shrugged my shoulders and set the packages on the counter, turning back around to look at her. 

Hmm... Well, my parents always bought me football cards or stuff like that when I was younger, but I never really liked that. I've never really gotten any presents from anybody here at the mansion. *begins to gently massage the region above her knee with a soft smile* I'm interested in lots of things really. I mean, I like reading and I like cars, but that's probably not exactly a secret. I don't know... I used to surf when I lived in Cali, but I haven't been on a board since forever. *moves his hands to the other knee and repeats the action*

Henry: "I havent ever fixed a sandwich for myself either, I wasn't ever really allowed to eat that sort of stuff growing up and it just kinda stuck with me." I shrugged my shoulders and turned back to the counter, grabbing a plate from the cupboard above and setting two slices of bread onto it. I guess it was pretty simple. Just a slice or two of cheese, a bit of pastrami, and that's it. "Popcorn and mayo? That sounds... Like a sandwich I wouldn't personally eat, but not exactly unhealthy in a sense. Popcorn is pretty good for you, but not so much on the mayo." Brady used to eat sandwiches with Doritos in it when we moved in with Vivian, but that was different because aunt Viv didn't really care and he was pretty young. Once I finished my sandwich I put everything away and grabbed my plate from the counter, walking to the table and taking a seat. "I think it will be pretty fun, Micah's already pretty excited, but I think that he's just in it for the gifts because he thinks it's his birthday again."

*Notices she was enjoying it and moves his hands down to her calves* You already have an idea, hmm? Would you mind giving me a little hint and I'll tell you if I'll like it or not? I mean, I'm not a very good gifter either so I understand the problem.