Marvel's Legacies

He basked in this feeling, his thoughts only stopped for a moment as Sarah's lips found him and almost pulled him out of his trance-like state. Still, he found it possible to finish the song before Sarah suggested a wonderful idea.

Arden wasn't a great singer but at the very least he could cary a tune, he could sing on key... he just wasn't the singer in this group. He was okay with this, especially since he could cheat- singing quietly, singing softly, made his voice sounds just melodic enough.

"...Can't you see that it's just rainin'? Ain't no need to go outside..."

He turned to look at Sarah, studying her face as the words slipped from his lips... an automatic process that could not be stopped until it was finished.

"...Wakin' up too early Maybe we can sleep in..."

She smiled in the photos, it was clear how excited she was. She could remember being a little kid and dreaming of this moment.

Sarah smiled bright and pleasant for the photos and thanked Arden afterwards. "It's an honor and a pleasure just to look at you." He said, his words saturated with admiration, "Taking your photo. That's a privilege and a blessing." She kissed his cheek and his smile brightened.

Belle knew the affect she had on people. The way she naturally drew them in. It was the same with her dad and brother. More often than not, it was a good thing -- as it made getting what she wanted extremely easy. But other times... Other times it made her wonder if people really liked her for her. Or if they did so because of this preternatural charm she gave off.

And just for the record, vampires were real. She had met several. And not just in New Orleans.

"About twenty years. Twenty-three, if you want t' be exact. She was already working with X-Factor when Nate and I were born. A lot of people back home used t' think we were secretly hers and Ma and Da were just covering for her. Ma shut those rumors down real quick. She said she was nae going t' look as good as she did after having two kids just for everyone t' say she didnae."

Cass nodded with understanding as she mentioned the X-Factor, he'd heard stories about them. Which parts were bonafide and true was lost to Cass, though he had his suspicions that the X-Factor were not to be messed with. "Damn." Cass let out a dry chuckle, "Your mom sounds really cool."

"It's one of the only games I ever played growing up. It better be." He muttered about the referencing. Glancing toward the sounds of the chainsaw, he continued to confidently make his way further into the haunted house watching as the man in costume moved in front of him. Sage stares at the actor with little reaction, letting them carry on with their act.

At Biron's comment on it he scrunched his nose a bit "I'd still prefer it on a stage." He nodded. Not actually having seen a single play on stage. But he still enjoyed the idea of them, from what he had been told. Raising his eyebrows as the actor ran out of material, he lift a hand up, waving the actor to the side "That was great, bud." He pat the actor on the shoulder as he passed by them and carried on to the the next section, watching a female actor come out and spout off a few lines of her own.

"No, really, it was awesome. 5 stars." Biron said as he side stepped the actor, following after Sage. He liked the way Sage was so stone cold in the face of the manufactured gore and horror. He found it enjoyably cheesy but Sage simply under-reacted, his dry humor and deadpan tone really shined in the darkest corners of this haunted house.

Finally, they came to the final room, the one that had been marked by the sounds of a chainsaw revving wildly. This room had to be the final room because it was the only with a door they were expected to open and walk through on their own accord. Biron placed a hand over the little doorknob.

"Ready? Last room." He swung the door open and stepped into total darkness. The chainsaw revved to live and the lights flickered... another strobe light on high intensity. "This is really not good for people who have seizures." Biron said under the velocity of the chainsaw. A man in an ugly and oversized mask charged the two of them but stopped short, holding the chainsaw menacingly.

"Of course there's no chain." Biron chuckled, speaking directly to the large man in the larger mask, "Safety protocol, huh?" Biron applauded the man, as the strobe light was switched off and regular lighting filled the room. "Thanks for coming guys!" The man said through his mask. Biron gave a smile then turned his gaze to Sage.

"Well, that was fun." He said simply.