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Myka perks up at the sound of drilling. "I should probably go unpack for a bit. I'll be back!" She hops over the back of the couch and runs up the stairs. 
 
"This" Yontel said before showing off her demonic form while still wearing the human clothes (srry for not responding, been playing video games with a friend)



(Nah, 's cool.)


Aster stands up with a motion too fluid for a human body, or anything else with legs for that matter. Their eyes are wide. They move closer as the facade seems to dissolve, revealing their true appearance. They circle around, seeming to swim through the air before coming back face to face. They blink a few time, speechless.
 
(Nah, 's cool.)


Aster stands up with a motion too fluid for a human body, or anything else with legs for that matter. Their eyes are wide. They move closer as the facade seems to dissolve, revealing their true appearance. They circle around, seeming to swim through the air before coming back face to face. They blink a few time, speechless.

"So, what part of hell are you from?" Yontel asks
 
Aster tilts their head in confusion, studying Yontle's face with their tendrils like someone who was blind. They pull back. "I... am not aware of such a place. I came from the ocean..."

"So, if you can talk in that form, tell me what you are because I've seen beings like you in hell but I don't know what you're called" Yontle said
 
With the wall mount finished she gently placed her sword on it before stepping back to admire it. She skips down the stairs and into the kitchen whilst yelling loud enough so everyone could hear, IS THERE ANY ALLERGIES HERE AS I AM ABOUT TO MAKE FOOD AND I DON'T WANT TO POISON ANYONE?!
 
With the wall mount finished she gently placed her sword on it before stepping back to admire it. She skips down the stairs and into the kitchen whilst yelling loud enough so everyone could hear, IS THERE ANY ALLERGIES HERE AS I AM ABOUT TO MAKE FOOD AND I DON'T WANT TO POISON ANYONE?!

Myka pokes her head out of her room, "Nope! No allergies here!" She goes back in her room and starts unpacking her clothing, hanging it all up. Lots of frills and pinks and purples. 
 
Jian started cooking up a buffet of food in the kitchen. Her dishes varied in country origin as they reflected all the places she had been to. She then took several plates of food and begun eating them on the dining table.
 
Jarif burst through the front door, carrying a large cat house, a bag of Ramen noodles along with some other foods, and a happy Picard sitting on top of the cat house. He walked strenuously by the table, setting the food bag down, and then continuing up the stairs to his room, struggling as he began walking up the stairs.
 
(Goodnight, Zest!)

After hanging her last tapestry, Myka backs up, happy with what she has done. She throws one last pillow on her cushion, which she uses as her bed, and leaves the room. She heads back downstairs and smells the wonderful breakfast buffet. She pokes her head in to the kitchen and sees the spread of food, and excitedly slinks in, grabbing a piece of toast and then walking back out of the kitchen. She flops down on to the couch, takes out her phone, and starts trolling the web, happily munching on her toast.
 

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