Daniel Reaving
Thirty Thousand Club
"Not really. She can handle her self pretty well. But every once in a while when she's not given enough care and attention something clicks in her mind and she reverts to a sycotic state of blood lust." Mitsu said as she stretched tiredly and relaxed on the couchNeoClassical said:"Don't open any closed doors!" Ansom yelled at Mika as she ran off. He shook his head. Some rooms had dangerous animals in it. Some had atrocious scenes painted on the walls. One had a group of bodies hanging from the ceiling. They were his punching bags. One room was even dedicated to the many different sexual desires of Ansom. That would be a bad door to open. He laughed and turned to Mitsu. "She must be a handful."