#labyrinthofshadows

Scabior was on spree, he couldn't help himself. He was attracted to shiny things and this place had abundance of shiny. His extendable pockets were nearly full with all the things he had grabbed.

He was in a bedroom and grabbed a large shiny necklace and placed it around his neck and he looked at himself in the mirror and that's when he noticed a man standing behind him. He let out a small gasp a swung around and gave a large awkward smile.

Vanya isn’t sure what she had just seen was real or not, maybe her sleepless nights were finally getting to her. She pauses for a momnet, looking around, her hands clenched for a moment before they slowly relax. 

                               “H- hello?”

The Ferrymen blinks at the question, “Ah, well. Technically I don’t sleep, I don’t need too.” He says softly, “... but I have not rested in a while, I suppose, have been running this body far too long.” He hated the process of rebuilding his human form. So he tended to avoid it as for as long as he could, even if it made him sluggish.

{†}-Xavier sits across from another, his sunglasses hiding his eyes while he flashes a toothy grin to the other person. He has his chin resting on the heel of his hand while he idly tapped his other fingers. He tilted his head to the side, before sitting up straight.

     “Hello,” the Russian says,” I’m Xavier. Is pleasure to meet you, let me pay for coffee - you look lonely.” The vampire says with a cool, breezy tone as he uses his free hand - the one which had been tapping - to pull out his wallet and set it on the table. “I do not take no for answer. Well I do, but I really don’t want to.”

Klaus was having a rough time, going cold turkey wasn't exactly a good time, especially with the amount of drugs he normally took.

Vanya lets out a soft scuff,         “Everyone has secrets. That’s just a given.”