[Afternoon, Vatheon. Night is here, although he isn't looking very cheery right now. In fact he actually looks somewhat... ill?]

Does anyone know how to cut hair? I think I'm due for a trim... [Tucking back some bangs, the rest of his hair in a very small ponytail at the base of his neck. A groan escapes him as he runs a hand over his face.]

Ugh... It feels like a truck just headbutted my stomach. That can't be normal, right?

[No. It isn't.]

[Hello, Vatheon. Do you like cats? Kittens?

I hope so because there is one (1) adorable, orange kitten shoving its face into the camera. From off screen someone talks- ]

Oi, don't mess with that.

[Suddenly the little kitten is being lifted up by the scruff by another cat, a much larger and black cat. Was it the voice from earlier?

The orange kitten meows while another appears in front of the screen. From off screen again, this time a little muffled --]

Hey, I said-!

[Whoops there goes the SFC tumbling off the couch, turning the feed off.]

( action )

Shut up! I didn't take any of your shit, so buzz off already!

[Woah, what's that? Something turns on the SFC in Night's pants pocket so the view is a little obscured, but what can be seen looks like the inside of some media store.

It's hard to see Night (does he sound slightly younger?), but the man he's arguing with is in clear view. The man looks pretty peeved too, grabbing for Night's arm like that.]

Give me back what you stole- I know you did, I saw you do it!

[Night manages to escape grabbing and makes a quick line for the exit.] Fuck off! Why would I wanna take any of this stupid shit anyways?!

Hey, get back here-!

[And the feed goes dead.]

( action )

[Night's SFC is turned on in Rin's room, the would-be chef putting on his jacket before the day's class starts. Night seems to be sitting on his bed, recording for some odd reason, though it's not like Rin is shirtless or anything.]

Would you put that away... ?

Nah. [He's filming at an odd angle, focusing the camera on Rin as he moves around the room. Someone's a little bored.] You goin' to your class?

Yeah, people are gonna be showin' up soon.

[He finishes buttoning up his jacket and goes to close the closet, stopping when something catches his attention.]

Ah damn... I need to take this back...

[There's a deep purple dress on a hangar, though it doesn't appear to belong to Maka, and there's a tag still on it. He tosses it on the bed next to Night in a "I'll deal with it later" gesture and returns to getting ready, with his back to the other demon.]

... Hey, what's this? It isn't Maka's is it? [The camera feed moves suddenly from Night setting it on the bed as he picks up the dress. The video just catches Rin sideways with the sound of fabric moving in the background.

A lot of fabric moving actually... What is Night doing off screen?]

( OOC cut for length )

[Hello, Vatheon. It's your favorite half-demon cook-- oh wait no, that's not him.

But he sure looks like him, even if he was a little older looking.

And wet. And shivering. In fact he looks a little like a drowned cat.]

Wh-What th' hell happened to this place?! Someone better cut off that AC 'cause this is f-fuckin' ridiculous.

[He huffs, cheeks red with cold.]

Not the welcome party I was expectin'... jeez...

[Action]

[Exorcist coat slung over one shoulder and his sword bag over the other, Night hopes that by walking around he'll heat himself back up, but so far it doesn't seem to be helping at all. What made it worse was that his clothes were still slightly damp from the fountain, but there wasn't much he could do about that.]

Never a dull fuckin' moment around here, I s-swear...

[ Thud

-- goes the SFC device and following it is a small, black and fuzzy mass. The camera spins a little on its side before focusing (sideways) on said black and fuzzy mass slowly start to move. Two paws stretch out and it yawns loudly, ears pulling back.

Oh, it's a cat. An odd one at that, judging by the two small horns on its head.]

Ugh, I feel like I've been in a coma... [And it just talked too.

Oblivious to the SFC recording the odd cat walks back over to the bed he fell out of and reaches up with a paw to drag a pillow off and onto the floor.

So that he may crawl back on top of it and curl up for another nap. What a cat.]

[Rin's SFC comes clattering out of his pocket, hitting the ground noisily, but not nearly as noisy as the rage-induced yelling and swearing that's going on. It's pointing up, as fallen SFCs are wont to do when they fall like that, but it's got a pretty good view of Rin standing at the Villa entryway door, an obvious puzzle where the deadbolt lock should be.

And Rin is having none of this. Chances are he's been dealing with puzzles all day, and we all know that he really does not have the mental fortitude to do such things. So now that he's home and trying to get inside so he can rest, he's being cockblocked by yet another one.]

AUUUUGHH!

[He does try at least, but even his best effort remains locked, and soon enough he's yanking on it, tugging it, trying to put his foot through it (or the door, it's hard to tell...)]

THAT'S IT! I'M SO DONE WITH YOU!

[Uhoh. That little shnk noise? And the blue light? Yeaaaah Rin has his sword out.

Some one stop him.

Or not. There's only a second or two of very blinding blue light, and a CLANK from the sword connecting, but as soon as it dies down... the door is still completely intact and Rin is just lying on his side in front of the door, looking like a kicked puppy. A no longer on fire kicked puppy.

He sees his SFC is out and finally reaches for it, just... pathetically whining.]

Can some one come unlock my door... ? Please?

[Even though this feed is coming from one Rin Okumura's SFC, it seems to be focused on Death the Kid, leaning against a low wall outside the Villa. He's looking right, silently, at something off camera, intently focused on it. There's a good two minutes of nothing before he speaks.]

This really is a terrible idea...

[There's no actual response, verbally at least, but what does happen is... interesting to say the least. A blur of... mostly varying hues of blue goes zooming by at an impressive speed. Impressive if only because the person going by appears to be on a rolling office chair. Not something one would equate to speed. But Rin has got it going pretty damn fast because he's actually using his flames to propel himself across the stone entryway of the Villa like a rocket.

And it seems to be working pretty well. He's crouched on the seat, almost like a surfer, palms out and blasting his blue fire down at the ground, and so far appears to be maintaining decent balance. He even manages to zip back around with a gentle coaxing of his flames to the right, guiding the normally unwieldy chair in to a nice turn. He lets out a very loud whoop as he goes zooming by Kid even faster, prompting the reaper to just roll his gold eyes and suddenly walk off.

Rin doesn't notice he's gone, and makes a few more laps (with varying cries of victory) before Kid returns, a bag of ice and first aid kit in either hand.

He knows where this is going.

And true to his silent prediction, Rin decides to pick up a little more speed the next time around by increasing the intensity of his flames, and just as he gets past where the SFC can view, there's a very loud CRASH!

Kid moves off his perch and follows the path Rin took.]

I warned you, Rin.

Owwww...

((ooc: Death the Kid symmetrophile used with permission from Dawn. Replies will probably come from both Kid and Rin.))

[The new curse has resulted in the Villa gaining one (1) formidable-looking resident Responsible Adult(TM), a nine-foot tall being shrouded in a full-length black cloak and cowl, his face obliterated by mask in the shape of a characature of a skull (as depicted).

Behold, Vatheon, the visage of your new Death Personified, the identity of whom is only revealed when he at last speaks, raising two hands out of his cloak to clap them, twice.]

All right, children! It's the beginning of a new week, and I trust you all know what that means--

[For those who know him, this is Death the Kid, all "grown up". By his recollection, he's been kicking around for hundreds of years, and Death City, the place of his birth, is a distant and fond memory.]

--It's time for our field trip to the coral!

[And it seems he's taken to caring for a Villa full of young children like a fish to water. The apple, it appears, didn't fall far from his father's proverbial tree.]

Line up single file in the foyer, please. If we're done early, we can all have hot chocolate in the Plaza. Don't be late, punctuality is a virtue second only to cleanliness!

[ooc; open to action threads, too, both in the villa and around the bubble.]

[To anyone watching their SFC, they might catch a glimpse of a familiar, albeit much smaller face of a certain resident half demon. His blue eyes are huge, hair messy, in clothes far too big for his tiny tiny body. It's there for a flash, as in his frantic state he knocks it right off the end table, turning it in to a view of the ceiling of the room he normally shares with Maka.

Not that he remembers that. Tiny Rin unfortunately has no idea what Vatheon is, or who anyone in this house is. As far as he knows, he was in his bunk at the church last, Yukio sleeping peacefully near by, and dad somewhere down the hall. So this new room, new surroundings, are all together frightening and confusing.]

Yuki... ? ... tou-san? ... TOU-SAN?! YUKIO?!

[When calling out doesn't get any answers, his feet thump to the floor and he starts trying to run out of the room, only to trip on his clothes and fall face first on the floor next to the SFC. He picks it up, tears in his wide, scared blue eyes, and fiddles with a few buttons before--...

Oops. He just turned it off.]

( Action for Villa )

( Action for around the bubble )

((ooc: replies will come from hellspawned ))