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Terpsichore pouted, "aww," she then shrugged, "I do get the memories yes," she sighed and looked at the floor, tapping her foot once before she cast all negative emotion away, "alright then, I'll go hunting by myself. Thank you again for your help Remy!"

The vampiress moved down the stairs and called out to Melony, wherever she was, "I'm going hunting Melony! Ta!"

Out of the kitchen Melony bolted, still holding the bottle of soap and running over to the vampire, "no, don't leave me here."

"Shush Melony," said Terpsichore catching the girl by her shoulders, "you know that you can't come with me when I do this. The sight of blood makes you ill. You wait here, I shall return soon," she smiled amiably at the girl before turning out the door and shutting it, leaving Melony's gaze full of wood. After a moment she turned to look back at the people in the main room, a small amount of fear in her eyes. She then looked down at the soap bottle in her hand. She bent slowly down and set it on the ground before making her way to the stairs as if nothing happened.

Spot grudgingly accepted the water though he was thankful for the attention, rolling onto his back as his tail wagged and tongue hung out.

Henge's eyes flew open suddenly as a familiar metallic scent tinged his nostrils. Uncoiling in the blink of an eye, the dragon-boy sped into the kitchen, tail snapping like a whip behind him, yet amazingly he touched no one as he flew inside.

Enta looked up from his bleeding hand, face as blank as when he had entered, and into the face of the Asian boy who was now holding both his wounded hand and the hand that held the bloodied knife. There were already fresh burns on his fingers, presumably from the sizzling skimmers on the stove. "Oh... Sorry... Must have gotten... Lost In... My thoughts..."

Hente shook his head and used his tail to turn off the stove so as not to burn the food.

Remy thought for a moment. "I might be able to...but, it's best if she learns a few things on her own. She's 3,000; a trip downtown won't kill her." He glanced after her. "Besides, if she won't listen to her best friend, what good has a stranger got?"

head tipping up, he sniffed, and ran to the kitchen. "What the hell?"

"Hunter! Not gonna kill me if I walk in, are ya?" James asked, opening the door with a slow creak. To his delight, Gren was in, as well. "If it isn't my two favorite people! Got some samples for you to look at, since you're not busy!"

Tyler grumbled, setting aside a couple of parts and looking up to the beanpole scientist with a raised eyebrow. "You're just in time, as well...Jean-Luke would likely want a say in his new skin."

Sosol blinked as Henge dashed for the kitchen. What was his hurry? With Remy following, it seemed as though both of them had noticed something beyond normal human senses. Hesitantly, he reached out mentally, finding Enta in the kitchen, apparently having had an accident in his cooking. I've never known him to be that clumsy...this whole thing with Enra must be distracting him.

"Oh... Remy... Good afternoon..." Enta's voice was slow and weak, face still expressionless. Ra was chirping and gesturing frantically, pointing to the pans and the knife and then to Enta's hands, looking very upset.

The mute boy could only shake his head, a look of pity on his face.

Remy sighed. "I gathered, Ra-chan..." He walked over, and moved Enta away from the stove.

"Sit, please." he said, pointing to a nearby chair, as he went for the medical kit.

"Nothing." She stated, glancing down to the orange. "Nothing at all; this is enough to overwhelm me~ Now..." She tugged Enra from her chest, pushing him down to the mattress, and gave a devious smile as she crawled up. "Let's see how much I can overwhelm you..."

Jean-Luke's interface became blank as the diagnostic disappeared, shoulders still slumped as he observed the metals. Failure wasn't something he was used to...