.:Sneaking In:. [The Green Wolf Tavern]

[Evylyn]

Once my feet met with the top of the stairs, I sighed in relief, looking from left to right down each long, dark corridor. Getting up here unnoticed wasn't the hard part. The hard part was trying to figure out which room was not occupied...As I thought for a moment, nothing came to my mind. Maybe putting my ear to the door would help, but I probably wouldn't hear too much.

With that in mind, I silently crept forward, glad that the dim lights of the candles on the wall kept me hidden. While I leaned in forward towards a door, I gently placed an ear to it, slowing my breathing down so that I could hear everything better. Each second passed with silence, so I figured that either the room wasn't taken or the occupants were sleeping. Well, I decided to try this room and hope that it wasn't taken; If I was found, let's just say that the owner of the place wouldn't be too happy.

I then reached into one of my pockets and pulled out a small hair clip. Well, I actually wasn't sure what it was since it was old and twisted from its original form from being used so much as a lock pick. Once the strange scrap of metal was placed into the key hole, I violently twisted it here and there, hoping that the door would soon open. Before I knew it, the door clicked open and I pushed it open, seeing that the room was empty.

I couldn't help but smile, but then I wondered what I would do if someone ordered a room this early in the night and happened to get this one...Oh well, I would figure that out right when it happened. I was tired now, and I had a big day ahead of me tomorrow.

While I slid my trench coat off, I pushed the door closed with my foot. I felt relieved to have the tight coat off, and I was surprised that I hadn't sweated through it while at the bar. Once it was in my hands, I threw it in one corner and flopped onto the bed, soon getting underneath the covers. The bed covers were quite itchy, but that didn't matter much for long because my weary eyes and body were soon overtaken by sleep.

[Daemon [Naryae]]

The downstairs was far more silent now, only a few people scattered through the tables. I tried to forget what had transpired this night, focusing on the happy things to keep myself cheerful and optimistic. It was a new tactic of mine. I found, if left to myself, I'll just make myself more and more depressed until someone asks me what wrong, then I make them depressed, and so it goes down the line until we're all suicidal. In fact, I stopped a bar fight that way. I'm sure the bartender would have thanked me, but he was to preoccupied thinking about death and the ever nearing end of the world.

Speaking of bartenders, the one residing here had long ago lost his girlfriend once the drinks ran out, and now he sat in the corner, counting out his money. I personally thought that was a pretty stupid thing, you never knew who would just walk by and pick it up.

My eyes were caught on the gold, only able to catch glimpses of the cons as they passed from hand to table, hand to table, hand to table. The rhythm was enough to hypnotize someone as tired as me, and before I knew it, I found myself standing before him.

You, eh, want something? He grumbled, glancing up at me with suspicion.

Ehm, a room.

I fibbed, eying the key hanging on the wall behind him. All I needed was a single second, one moment to spring and...

No can do, just sold the last one to that gentleman over there, he remarked with a grin, pointing to a man who was slowly tottering up the stairs.

Sold the last room? But, if Evylyn was in there, then...

20, 20 gold coins for that room.

The innkeeper's face perked up, and he sprinted away from the counter and over tot eh man, snatching the keys out of the drunkard's pocket. It seemed even the slight action was to much for the drunk, and he toppled over, landing awkwardly across some chairs we he remained for some time.

The keys were slapped into my hand, and I soon found his grubby fingers in my face, waiting for payment, which I gave with a warm smile. After all, I was leaving 40 gold coins richer tonight.

I leaped up the stairs with more energy then I could really afford, and lifted the key, placing it into the hole until I remembered, Evylyn might be inside. Here I was with a key to the bedroom of a young women I found very attractive, with me half-drunk in the middle of the night. Bad combination, anyone?

I sighed, slipping the keys back into my pocket and sliding down the door frame, resting my head on the wall as I waited for something like sleep to visit me. With my luck, she was probably in another room, and inside there was a warm, soft bed just waiting for me. I wasn't about to test that theory, though.

[Evylyn]

-ZOMG. I'm sorry about the length of this thing. x.x-

<sup>Sleep was a powerful thing that usually took me away almost right after I collide with the bed. At times I actually tried to avoid sleep, afraid that my usual nightmares of death and despair would return. Rarely did I ever get a decent dream, but oh were they good when I received them. This night, to my surprise, was... empty. I figured that it was because of my jumbled mind. So many things had gone on yesterday, and I guessed that my mind was too tired to conjure up a horrific nightmare or a wonderful dream.

I woke up to the sight of bright sunshine and the sound of people walking back and forth across the long hallways. The room had grown quite stuffy during the night, so I lept out of bed, making my way towards the tiny window of the room. As I reached over to open the window, I remembered that I had plans with Daemon today. Oh great...this doesn't leave me much time to get ready. I thought to myself with dread, really hoping that I wasn't keeping the guy waiting.

Once the window was completely open, a cold gust of air rushed in, causing me to close the window instead. A small mirror was near the bed, so I rushed over to it, fixing my hair and putting on my coat again. Wow...I really need to get a shirt to put under this. I laughed to myself, finding it amusing that I had barely any clothes underneath it. Once I was satisfied with my appearance, I wrapped my arms around my body in an attempt to make it warmer while walking towards the door. My arms were soon outstretched for the door, and in mere seconds, my hand was twisting the brass door knob.

What the hell is this all about? Piece of crap hotel room... I moaned to myself, now banging on the door since it wouldn't open. I actually had thought of a few reasons as to why the door would not budge. The first one is that the door was probably really cheap and was broken, the second being that there was something blocking its way. I severely hoped that it was the second since being stuck in this dreadful room would definitely ruin my whole mood.

My pushing and banging grew more violent by the minute, but with one last push (I actually had a running start on this one), the door finally flew open, a bang also accompanying it. There were actually two bangs, one being caused by me falling on the floor and the other well...a little shocking. I then stood up, looking around to see what had caused the other bang. My mouth and eyes flew open as I realized that I had been hitting Daemon over and over again with the door. I had really done it now. I had physically harmed this man twice already, and that would definitely not be so good later on.

Doing what was right, I slammed the door to get it out of the way and fell down on my knees and crawled over to Daemon. I literally had no idea on what I was supposed to do. Was I supposed to check if he was breathing? His temperature? Pulse? WHAT?!?!?

"Err...Daemon?" I said with a shaky voice and a quick gulp. "Wake up! Are you okay?!" I was now panicking, afraid that he wasn't going to wake up. So, to wake him up, I grabbed him by the shoulders and frantically shook him, maybe a little too violently... Ugh, this will probably injure him as well in the long run. I was like a little box of trouble at the moment. Daemon kept on getting hurt while around me, so spending time with someone like me might not be so enjoyable.

My little shaking activity didn't seem to work, or atleast, I couldn't tell if he was alive or not. So, doing the only thing that came into my mind, I placed my hand close to his mouth, trying to feel a breath or two. I sighed in relief as I felt a breath collide with my hand, my face instantly looking less troubled and scared. Once he woke up, maybe I could..attempt to bring up some good memories. I had never brought up good memories before, so trying something like bringing up the past and doing it with good memories was a little too dangerous at the moment. It might just be safer to wait here until he wakes up. And that's what I did; I just sat there in front of him and simply waited, glaring at the people walking by since they kept on giving Daemon and me dirty and rude looks.

OOC: Geez...Evylyn was freaking out there for a moment. xD</sup>

[Daemon [Naryae]]

ooc: ((why is Daemy such an abused character? XD))

OK, so maybe I'd drunk more then I thought I had last night. I mean, after all, it's got to be one heck of a hang-over that keeps you asleep when you're getting hit by a door... repeatedly. Or, it might have been that Evylyn had just knocked my unconscious after the third hit or so, which is why I remained a dead weight, but whatever the reason, I still got hit... very hard. I wasn't going to be showing off my biceps anytime soon, though, not with a bruise the size of... of.... something big. And yes, I have biceps.

Erhm, remind me not to request any wake-up calls from you.

I sighed, cracking my eyes open and looking into her own. A smile soon followed the words though, and I pushed my self up against the wall, groaning as my back cracked. This brought up memories of another time I'd slept outside a girls room. Actually, several memories. I never realized how often I slept outside girl's rooms... or how totally awkward that sentence just was. Thank the gods she couldn't read my mind or anything.

But, yeah, I'm fine.

I added later, shaking the sleep from my eyes as her image faded in and out blearily. Exactly how much had I drunk last night? This was getting ridiculous. I hadn't wanted to have a hangover on my date, erm... I mean, during out... friendly... acquaintanceship time. Yeah.

Did you sleep well?

[Evylyn]

OOC: I really do feel sorry for him at times. XD

<sup>I literally felt like collapsing on the floor whenever Daemon finally woke up. So much worry and stress had piled up on me that seeing him wake up put me in a little bit of a shock. The urge to attempt to read his mind was very strong at the moment since I wanted to see what he thought of me now after all of this time, but of course, I somehow resisted since I'd probably end up harming him again.

Once his eyes opened, they looked into mine, making me cower in fear by turning them away as usual. This was basically like every other time that I had spent with guys. When I was younger, I really disliked going to dances and balls. It wasn't that I couldn't dance or attract dates, it was just that everytime I danced with a guy, they kept on trying to look into my eyes, and they succeeded sooner or later, my eyes causing them either pain and misery or just an embarrassing moment for the both of us.

His comment.. surprised me. Why was he worrying about how I slept when he just got a door slammed against him multiple times? "I slept fine, but this event makes me want to go back to bed," I nervously laughed, putting my hand down and then using it to rub my arm. "Why did you come up here anyways?" I was pretty curious to know why he had even ventured out of the bar's safety when we had specifically made plans, but oh well, I'd probably end up hurting him there anyways.

I didn't even want to know what lay behind his clothes. The bruises, I mean. The rest well, of course I don't mind seeing that but, why am I even babbling about this? "Ehh, what now? Do you want to go lay down or something? I don't think that the bar's chairs will feel too pleasant with you in this.. condition," I said, now looking him up and down, still wanting and not wanting to know what lay beneath. It'd be pretty easy to break in again, but I still wasn't sure if he felt comfortable even being close to me, especially this close. He's probably still wondering what I did earlier that screwed up his mind, but that explanation would be told later.

Should I try to bring up some.. happy thoughts? Wait no...bad idea. Maybe I could just see how he's feeling... you know, I have to know if he's lying about feeling okay or not. I then realized that I was still on my knees facing him, the people walking by still glaring at us. I really didn't feel like moving, so I decided that I would move once he did. I mean, what if he couldn't even stand up? It'd look pretty stupid if I stood up and then sat back down...</sup>

[Daemon [Naryae]]

ooc: ((gee wiz, my posts are so short ><))

Mm, you know what, why don't we stay here?

I remarked, my head finally clearing. I ignored the others who had to walk around us, if they didn't like us sitting here, then that was their problem. I was cozy here... and I didn't particularly want to how much I could move my arm yet. But I had learned about a year ago to stop worrying about what people thought of me. Life was far to important to waste trying to please others, so, screw it, why bother trying to please them at all?

I patted the floor next to me, then, on second thought, brushed my hand over it quickly to shoo the dirt away.

It's not a throne, but, hey...

I laughed, shrugging one of my shoulders. Yeah, still wasn't ready to test the other one yet.

[Evylyn]

"Fine with me," I exclaimed with a smile. As he motioned for me to sit, I moved over to his side and sat down, enjoying how he brushed the dirt away. I then wondered how long we would sit here; I really didn't care, but when would he be in an okay condition to actually attempt to stand up? Then again, if I was in his position, I'd prefer to stay in that spot as well, especially since we were both situated.

Now that I was comfortably seated next to him, I had no idea on what to say or do. I stretched my legs out, but since they were so long, they kind of blocked the way of the other people walking. Tucking them back in crossed my mind, but oh well. It's not like I knew those people; If they got pissed at me, I wouldn't care.

Too busy thinking of my legs and the other people, I didn't noticed that I put Daemon and me into yet another awkward situation. Whenever I had moved over to sit next to him, I failed to noticed that I was practically right next to him; As in, we were touching. Geez...when will I just stop making a fool of myself? If I was aware of this, I would have moved right away so that I could spare both of us the awkward silence that would probably follow right after.

Wow, what should we even...talk about? I was just glad to finally have some alone time with him, wait, and I just thought of this why? Ugh, whatever, I should be concentrating on not making a fool of myself, instead of what my mind is thinking. I then turned my head and faced him, about to speak but my words got cut off since I still didn't know what I should say. But seriously, why does my mind always go blank at moments like these?!?!

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[Daemon [Naryae]]

She sat down next to me. I mean, very next to me. We were practically touching, but I didn't find it as... uncomfortable as I had imagined. Awkward, yes, but...

I laughed to myself as I heard some of the grumbles form the passing patrons of the inn. I could see they thought the world of us two idiots, sitting around on the floor like sacks of flour. I rest my head back against the wall, letting all my worries and concerns go for the few moments we had to rest here, side by side, on the dirty floor in some inn miles away from anywhere I knew. What an experience, eh? Definitely the kinds that makes your blood pressure rise a few levels. Not to mention all the emotions and nutty incidents of the night prior (those I could remember, at least) were still oddly fresh in my mind, mini blemishes in a morning I had hoped to be perfect. Coffee stains on the report of my life.

Are you going anywhere? Like, having anything or anywhere you plan on going , seeing, whatever?

I asked, lazily, feeling myself drift into an awkward state of half-awareness.

[Evylyn]

<sup>I let out a frustrated sigh, surprised at how his question had hit me. I really had no idea about what I was doing here, and what I would even do in the near future. Hell, I didn't even know what I would perform tomorrow.

My arms listlessy lay by my side, and I shifted my head so that my eyes could now look at him, finally being able to absorb his features. Luckily, he was looking straight forward, probably not noticing the random glimpses that I took every few seconds.

"I.. I have to say that I really don't know," I voiced, releasing some laughter. "I know that it sounds a bit stupid, not knowing anything or having your future planned out, but I guess that I just... let fate decide for me, allowing for anything to happen." With a small shrug, I glanced at him again, wondering if my awful explanation would seem to be understandable. Then again, my words made me seem unimportant, as if I had no place in life.

With a sense of curiousity as large as mine, I desperately urged to know more about this mysterious man than just his name, as if it was a necessity or something required for me to continue surviving. Even though I severly wanted to know... everything, basically, I still hesitated, taking in a prolonged breath in an attempt to calm down my racing heart. "Tell me... Tell me more about yourself. You're surely more interesting than me," I laughed, attempting to smile so that I wouldn't look as nervous.

I had no idea why I was so anxious, and the thought of him hearing my hurried heartbeat made me even more embarrassed, my cheeks soon becoming bright red. Oh god Evylyn... why do you just have to blush at this particular moment?! I felt like burrying my head in my hands, or better yet, the cold wall that stood behind the two of us. Mmm... I liked the sound of the phrase the two of us a little more than I should...</sup>

[Daemon [Naryae]]

I used to not believe in destiny, you know. I thought it was stupid that we let something beyond our control tavern our lives and actions an thoughts, when we quite clearly have the power to change anything we want. But then I realized we really can't do that. We can't travel back in time and save the ones we love, or right a wrong. We can apologize, we can mourn, but we can never truly change it. And that's when I stopped living my life like a tense, pent up man afraid to do anything that might end poorly, and I can imagine you probably don't believe I was ever like that, but I was. Trust me. I don't have the scars to prove it, but I have the memories of long days of nothing, boredom, and very very heavy armor.

Well, heh, yeah, I'm.. interesting, as you put it, but I'm more scary then interesting when it comes down to it.

I laughed, drawing circle in the dust on the floor as a distraction.

What exactly is it you want to know.

I muttered, stealing a cautious glance at her. She was red, but I held my tongue. Years of experience told me to ignore that, otherwise I might risk endangering our time together.
... and I didn't just say that, by the way.

[Evylyn]

<sup>When the confused look appeared on my face, I knew it, but it was also a face of curiousity. I wanted to know why he was considered... scary, but a part of me hesitated to know the truth, which could end up being painful or even horrific. So, I decided that it would be best for Daemon himself to tell me these reasons when he felt the need to.

"Maybe... hmm, I guess you could tell me all of the things in life that you've enjoyed. You know, just random things and events that made you wonder why you ever regretted being born," I replied, shrugging my shoulders. Yeah, I described everything in a stupid manner and picked a dumb topic, but I felt that he was the kind of guy that had enough of remembering all of the depressing events that have occured in his life. I figured that he would maybe find a bit of pleasure by reminiscing all of the joyful things that he's been through. Oh crap, what if these joyful things somehow bring him misery and pain? Evylyn, Evylyn, Evylyn... just stop thinking so much and go with the flow.</sup>

[Daemon [Naryae]]

Oh, uhm... enjoyed? Well...

Alright, it seriously shouldn't have been that hard to think of good things in my life. Hadn't someone once told me for every bad moment, there's a good one, too? Who used to say that? Oh, right...

...my aunt...

I gave myself a mental slap, breaking out of the steady spiral into depression I'd set myself on. That wasn't exactly the best way to go about thinking positive.

Alright, if I share something, I say you have to do the same.

I reasoned, giving her a sly grin as my mind began working, old rusty wheels turning slowly, slowly, slowly as I though back to days gone past. Days gone past a long, long time ago.

Well, there was one time when me and my, eh, companion, Hogosha, where out in the woods, and we stumbled upon a litter of wolf puppies. Most of them were dead, unfortunately, but there was one still alive. We took him back to the cave and all, but I guess the best memory was just... him being there, really. Most adorable puppy you've ever seen.

I finally found a story, smiling at the memory and and emotions it evoked. I turned my gaze back to her expectantly, my smile turning from happy to smug. Now it was her turn to think.

... man she was cute...

[Evylyn]

Maybe me forcing him to dig up some half-decent memories didn't turn out to be that bad, because he did end up remembering a moment where he found an awfully cute puppy in a cave, the sound of this little moment putting a dainty grin on my face. But, the wonderful little moment was soon gone, for he had just asked me to tell him one instance where I had been feeling content and chipper.

My charming smile soon turned into a frustrated scowl as I pushed my mind to think, shocked at how I couldn't even dig up one moment where I hadn't been feeling sorry for myself. A few particular moments had appeared in my mind, though I wasn't quite sure if they seemed that happy and exciting to the average person. And well, telling him the times about how I was able to use my power for my own personal amusement wouldn't exactly be right, since he didn't exactly know about it in the first place.

As I finally managed to conjure up a memory that brought partial joy to me, I wondered if it was the right thing to say, wondered if it would create an akward silence between the two of us. But, I ended up saying it anyways with much hesitation. "Well, before it happened, the day before he got... murdered, I got to see him happy for once, finally proud of his life and not constantly putting himself down like he used to always do. I guess it was the same for me as it was for you and the pup; just seeing him like that made me glad as well..." I muttered with a blank stare, shaking myself out of my trance once I realized that I was in one.

I sincerely hoped that my comments didn't seem that stupid or just plain weird, because I knew from past experiences that my mouth could ruin the moment and could just drastically change the mood overall. Oh well... either way, it had already happened and, any person, idiotic or not, knew that changing the past was sadly impossible. Now that I had blurted out a random fragment of my uninteresting past, I raised an eyebrow while I thought, know focusing my mind on what would happen next. Yes, there were plenty of things to talk about, but what could we both do? Hmmm... now that was something that strained the brain.