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It was very kind of the Cervantes siblings to offer them a place to stay. Xan thanked them then followed a bouncy Lucien into the mansion. It had been a long night and had ended on a rather unsettling note. Thieves were on the lose, and it would be up to them to put a stop to their shenanigans. As they entered the house, Amy pretty much crashed onto the sofa and Xan had to admit, the cleric had the right idea. Tomorrow was going to be a long day, and for those who had drank themselves out of their wits, it wouldn't be a pleasant morning. 

Angel directed them towards the left hallway and she gave him a thankful nod.

[b]"So, so, lightsticks and flashbangs and feathers and masks and stuff. Man, maybe we can out-thief this thief and steal his gismos instead![/b]

Lucien popped up behind the prankster, a grin plastered to his face. "Hey, hey, that actually sounds like a good idea." The man cackled playfully, "plus, those gadgets of his seem pretty nifty, I wonder how he got it to rain feathers?" He gave Trixie's head a playful knock then walked down the hall. "Of course we'll show them, we're the [i]Pride."[/i] He puffed up his chest then followed after Lute and a wobbly looking Aria.

"don't worry about Aria," Xan gave Lute a reassuring smile, "she's pretty much used to this, she'll live." the metallurgist recalled the various times her friend had wound up drunk. Aria was no Moira, but she was pretty much an expert at this thing too. "And please stop with the miss," she laughed a little, narrowing her eyes in mock irritation. "You're making me feel old." She steadied the wobbly Aria then made her way towards one of the doors. Lute was right, the room was really spacious. "Hey Pixie, do you want to join us? We can have a sleepover?" Xan smiled, "there's a lot of room." 

She took a step inside to look around and Aria pretty much crashed into the bed like a log. 

"Oi, Lute, if they're having a sleepover." Lucien turned to the Virtuoso, "we should have one too! I've got a lot of creepy tales underneath my sleeves." He tapped the man on the back, a devious looking grin spreading over his face. "I should tell you about the haunted spoon." And before Lute could say anything else, an chatty Lucien ushered him into the other room.