Rot Incarnate
There will be a day where I no longer bleed light.
Vladimor mocked an offended look. "What do you mean, pull something like that! I don't know where they are!" He crosses his arms in sticks out his tongue before he shrugs. "I'm not sure. Come look around with me." He sees an elevator in the house, smiling. What's better than walking up the stairs? Not walking up the stairs. He grins, once again pulling Matthew along, opening the elevator and trying the second floor. Sure they take a little longer, but no walking! Three floor is a lot. When the door chimes and opens, he continues around, noticing the second floor was mainly rooms and...an office? Nice. Too bad he wasn't here on business. (Odd ball.) The last room on this floor was a small theater, three chairs and a bed positioned infront of a white screen. "Wanna watch something with me?" He asks, letting go of Matthew's hand as he walks over to a shelf that held tons of movies.
Derrick shakes his head. "Maybe later. I'd let you tag along with me, but I'm also buying clothes, as you can see." He smiles sheepishly, holding up all the bags he was carrying. "Plus I gotta get food for the house..." He wonders how he's going to get all of this home in one trip...No worries, he'll find a way. "...If you have nothing else to do, maybe want to help me out a little? Not to be a burden or anything..."