...Trace? ...Dance?...DIG IN?! Her face was splashed with the throes of embarrassment as Karl tried to show her the "right" way to tickle him. There was no need for her digits to end up traversing that far down. It was the moment's hesitation she took that was all she needed before he flung himself back into his sleep, hands quickly removing themselves and working to adjust her clothes instead so that she could become anything even partially resembling the word "decent" once again. ...Oh dear...Callum'd curled up, and she...felt bad for him, honestly. Probably was quite a blow to a man's ego to be tickled so than to a woman, no? A hesitant hand hovered over his body before she gently patted his shoulder in a small attempt to give him any type of comfort that she could. I mean, she probably hadn't helped the situation in the slightest with her wonky ideas of what could have been better then. She had tried, but...Uhm...no, she wasn't good at this stuff in the slightest. And there he went saying he already hated the Vampire slumbering by their side. Let's see...What words could be dispensed out in a situation like this...Each one was chosen carefully over a period of silence before she finally spoke outwards to him -- voice low again in order to not wake up the one that owned them.

"...I had planned to take the fall so you wouldn't be messed with. I'm very sorry for ever even bothering to try and make this situation something that could be considered 'fun'. I don't know how well the male psyche works, but...it must be a blow to your pride to be like this, and for that...I'm sorry. Uhm...Maybe...Next time, I could tell a story instead, if you're interested in those things. That way he won't wake up and you won't be-" ...what word fit here. ...Assaulted? By tickles? ...Let's just go with- "imposed upon like a few moments again. If you'd rather not speak to me anymore and wait until we are to leave or the like...That's fine too. I do not want to be a consistent pain like this. I will humbly beg for your forgiveness, however. And work to earn it if I must."
Pretty sure that's how an appropriate apology worked, right?

"Yes exactly, experiments. But that's as far as I will elaborate." She stated as she was now out of the room and walking down the hall. "FOllow."

She ended up in front of a door and pushed it open, it looking like a closet just full of closet. "Pick three outfits on your liking. You'll get more later, this is just to start till I find your size."

The possibilities were endless, there was modern clothes, foreign clothes, work clothes, sleep clothes, summer clothes, winter clothes and much more.

"Sounds unique" the young man said with a smile as he wiped sweat from his forehead before his attention seemed to return to the temperature. "Bruce?" William repeated which made the young man freeze, there was something about the name that just struck him as wrong. Like a sign facing the incorrect way or a piece of a puzzle being placed in the wrong spot. It didn't fit. William didn't think so at first but then as he repeated the name again he was quite sure of it. "Your name is not Bruce..." William seemed to say in a particularly confident voice, almost as if he had just heard it recently and had forgotten. "My name is Avion." The young man said through gritted teeth which came out remarkably clearer than you'd think. William accepted this as much as you can call returning an intense stare that screamed "Don't let this happen again" can. His red eyes despite the brightness seemed to get the message by quite easily as Avion seemed to turn away almost immediately. William then continued onward to where the voices seemed to be coming from, he seemed oddly curious of what was being said.

"The AC seems to be running again" "Thank god" "What do you mean, Chris is still dead?" "Well he definitely knew the punishment of trying to kill your master" The voices grew louder and louder as they approached before a wave of coolness seemed to flood the air. It made it feel like a day at the beach . Like they had just spent a day out in the sun before diving into the ocean. It felt refreshing, not just to her, but the others too. "They'll tell you the whole story, I'm sure." William said before he looked at her once more. "This might not be home but it can be comfortable, or it can be...uncomfortable" William explained knowing that she wouldn't quite understand the rules of the house so suddenly.

He looked at the clothes, first of all praticality. He rummaged through the clothes until he came back with a pair of jeans, a waterproof coat, a plain black t-shirt and a pair of steel toe-cap boots. He laid them in a pile as he looked around. "Something casual..." He said as he picked up anothe rblack tee-shirt, a pair of track bottoms, a black hoodie and a pair of trainers. Placing them down next to the first pair he finally grabbed a plain white shirt, a black blazer. some trousers and shoes. He finally picked up some basic underwear and socks along with some gardening gloves before placing it all down.

She nodded as he finished and walked away again. "Shut the door and follow." she said simply, now heading for the basement stairs. She started to walk down them, but at the bottom it was well lit and had a carpet, unlike most basements.

When they got to the bottom he would see two large cell doors. One was for men and one was for women. She walked past the first one, where he might spot Nyx in her room and walked to the second area, walking into the second cell area. 'This is your room, your bed, your mini bath area with a toilet and a pull curtain for your own privacy. You are to keep your clothes clean and folded in your mini dresser or in your small pile in the corner. You are to shower daily and be ready to work. My hours are a bit weird. I like to work half the night and half the day, so you will be up from 12pm to 12am doing things you are told, but I will go over at that the group meeting. Please get yourself showered now, if you need me, you can contact me with this little box on the wall rather than to get lost in the house when you have question. If you push it, it will notify be in the room I am in that you need me, and I will either send my assistant down or I will come, rarely.

Also... THese cage get shut on sleeping hours, just for the safety of my slaves, I never know what kind of bad people could come in here, and I rather no murder or rape go on."

"I will pass on the rape, but murder... If it comes to it." He spoke those words as he examined the button, Maybe if he could not solve the problem himself. "If I do get put in the situation that I end the life of a human, What would be the consequence?"

Emiliano

The vampire turned toward the bed when he heard the water of the shower begin to run. He eased back onto the pillows and kicked off his shoes, letting loose a sigh from his lips. The earlier feeding was beginning to make Emiliano sleepy, as a full belly tended to. Letting his eyes drift closed, he waited for Azuriel to emerge from the bathroom and get settled in to rest as well. Even with vampire servants right outside in the hallway, Emiliano knew the boy might try to stake him if the Spaniard fell asleep now. But as he lay on the bed for a longer period of time, he found it harder to keep his mind alert and, eventually, fell into a light slumber, still splayed out on top of the covers.

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Callum

The hand patting his shoulder was actually quite comforting. Yes, it was a pretty big blow to his pride to be toyed with like that by a seemingly naive vampire, but it wasn't Eika's fault at all. He smiled at Eika after she apologized.

"You're not a pain. In fact, you're probably the only one I'm going to get along with around here. I'm embarrassed, but it'll go away soon...I hope."

Callum rolled onto his stomach and furrowed his brow at the sleeping figure next to them. "If you'd want to tell me a story, I'd be more than happy to listen to one. Maybe we can exchange a few?"

"Depends on your reasoning. If you were attacked, then that all good and well. I do expect you to try your hardest in not killing though. Restrain, break a limb if you have to, because I can provide much worse than death to those who want to break rules." She smiled at her words, giggling softly.

"Is not death just rest from this cruel worlds?" He could kill if he had to, through that suggestion of breaking arms... He knew from experience that pain could paralyse a person if the agony was enough. Still, he would prefer just not to get involved in fights at all, It would still cause implications for him.

Azuriel:

Azuriel yawned as he willed himself to get out of the shower. He found himself slowly getting dressed ignoring his shirt, and headed to the couch to try to get some sleep before he was asked to do something. Laying on his side he stared at the back of the couch but he shifted to his back soon after. 'I'm tired, but I can't fall asleep! Am I that round up if I can't sleep?' He thought angrily as he shifted to his stomach as a reply to his answer.