It's a beautiful day outside, the birds are singing, the crickets are chirping, the flowers are in full bloom, and everything is at peace for now. Our newcomers are getting used to the great world around them and ready to meet new people and maybe beat down a tree just to piss off a spirit just because they felt like it.

Mystery rolls out of bed and face plants into the ground before sitting up and stretching looking around his room sleepily

Spirit bursts into Mystery's room and drags him out, even though he is still half asleep to the main section of their home

Shiro is in the main kitchen preparing everyone breakfast and cups of tea just the way they like it

Mystery huffs letting Spirit drag him "Morning you sorry excuse for a twin sister"

Spirit chuckles "Yes, it's morning you half dead necrophiliac twin"

Shiro chuckles and sets the table has he hears his brother and sister coming down the hallway "Morning you two goofballs, don't you think it's a little early to start with the comments?"

Territ was wondering through Thunder Forest. Doing his best to enjoy the passive scenery. It wasn't a very exiting day. Though he supposed that's what he signed up for when he retired.

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Twas a lovely morning in the rolling peaks and sprawling verdant meadows of the Windy Hills.

The grasslands were bristling with life and very much alive with wondrous shades of emerald greens, dotted with flowers of such frailty and beauty cascading across the valleys and basking in the warm sunlight. A soft breeze of air carried forth upon it the stray seeds of the dandelions and the blissful scent of spring, that oh so pleasant aroma of tulips and lilacs, of the vapors put off by the wild fruit trees bearing their precious and delectable gifts of nature.

Nearby, a brook whispered calmly, crystal waters rippling over smooth rocks coated in moss, glistening in the early dawning light.

But no matter how bright the sun had shone when it crested over the eastern horizon, its white light could not penetrate the thick curtains draped over the windows of the woman's cozy abode.

For she and the sun, while beautiful in the morning, didn't really go so well together.

Even on this brightest of mornings, when songbirds and meadowlarks chirped in the nearby forest giving praise to the gift of the day, the woman still preferred the company of shadows. So of course, she had not a clue as to the time of day other than her own biological clock.

She stirred from her slumber after an hour or so, giving a stretch and a stifled yawn exposing the glinting daggers of ivory in her mouth. Her hair was a tousled mess, yet so was her bed.

Last night was amazing. She had managed to charm a beautiful warrior woman into her home for a bite to drink...and for a bit of fun of course.

Never would she forget the night she spent alone with the stong shieldmaiden, kissing her lips so tenderly and caressing her tone body with such loving arms, feeling the warmth of her heart as their bare skin touched. The excitement and the pleasure were all too much for the vampire woman that she couldn’t count how many times she blacked out from the overwhelming ecstasy in her veins.

She smiled, another yawn, ~"Mmmm....good morning, my love."~

But no answer back. Wearily, she turned to the right side of the bed, finding it abandoned, the covers peeled back. Where could she have gone? The woman pondered, crawling out of bed and staggering through the blackness over to her window.

Once she parted the curtains just a little, the harsh white of the sun singed her pupils, coercing her to cringe and hiss with her fangs exposed. Letting her eyes readjust to the natural shadows however, she caught sight of a note left upon her night stand by her absent paramour.

She read it, a soft smile curling her lips,

My Dearest Claudia,

Thank you for such a wonderful night. I must admit, I was surprised to discover you were a vampire, but it didn't change anything. You are quite the woman, my Lady, and you certainly know how to treat one right. I will never forget our moment we shared together, my darling. Never forget that mischievous twinkle in your eye, the taste of your lips, or how you shouted my name to the heavens in rapture. It pains me to leave you so soon, but I must return to my homeland. Perhaps one day, our paths shall cross again. We will remember that night and share it anew with a kindling passion.

Till then, my Lady. I will always remember you and love you,

Jocelyn

Claudia kissed the letter with a loving sigh, folding it back up and placing it back on the night stand. She brushed her hair and dressed shortly after, descending the stairs and out the front door. The woman was still not used to the sun's rays bearing down on her, such an overpowering feel it had on her. So she raised the hood of her cloak, a gentle exhale as she tarried along the cobblestone road. No place she had in particular to be. Just content was Claudia to roam aimlessly, enjoying the splendor of the hills and the soft wind kissing her cheeks.

Mystery climbed up onto a chair at the dining table and sat down then laid his head on the table tired "What's for breakfast?"

Shiro chuckles "the usual tea and toast"

Spirit changes form and looks up at her siblings "Ah guys, I'm going to start patrol early. Eat without me" She smiles and hops out of their house and makes her way to the outside world, hopping along the path to get to Windy Hills.

Shiro and Mystery looks at each then at the door, then shrugs and begin eating their breakfast and sips their tea every now and then

Maka woke up like any day, her hill top house, windows open to allow the fresh air in. The moring air was always so crisp and it felt wonderful on her body. Clothed or not, she loved the way it smelled and cooled the house, it allowed for morning activities to be held out in the best way possible. Maka climbed out of bed in her pajamas and headed out of her room and down the stairs towards the kitchen. Waving good morning to her cat, she bent down and provided belly rubs. "You just love your belly rubs don't you Mr fluffykins?" Maka chuckled as it was neither her cat or was that his name, she called him as such as he was always in her house, the open windows allowed for such to happen. His real owner lived somewhere, she wasn't sure where. The collar wasn't much help at identification.

Maka continued towards the kitchen, she fixed up herself something to eat and a nice warm cup of tea, this is how she spent most morning. She sat in her chair nearest to the open window, watching the grass wave in the wind, the splendid scent of her tea with the crisp hill top air. Not as wonderful as mountain top air but this was a close second. She'd finished brewing her tea in no time, she took the bag out of it and added two spoonfuls of sugar, stirred it accordingly and sat back down. Listening to the birds and again watching the wavy grass in the wind.

She began to eat as she made, still unsure what to call it all she just called it as it was, food. She sipped her tea, ate her food and picked a little something off the shelf to read while she ate, it was an interesting story but she enjoyed reading it while having her breakfast.

As Claudia strolled along the path, she breathed in the scent of the crisp morning air in a gentle sigh. It was going to be another beautiful day, she thought. The sun was high in the air, the birds chirping and singing as fauna frollicked in the emerald pastures. She smiled, watching as the little deer, squirrels and other adorable creatures playing in the grass and the flowers. A small woven basket hung from her arm filled with wild sweetberries and other assorted fruits and herbs, the bounty of nature.

Happily Claudia sang to herself as she tarried along. Shortly after, she rested beneath the cool shade of a tall oak.

Spirit bounced along through the tall grass glades her pure white hair, and blue tipped ears could be seen easily in comtrast with the slightly gray ish green grass blades. She jumps and spins in the air changing from her animal form to human every now and than just for the hell of it.

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As Claudia sat with her back rested against the tall tree, she flanced over the picturesque and beautiful scenery of the valley. a soft, warm wind carried upon it a sweet, earthy scent that seemed to linger in the air for quite a while. She sighed peacefully, taking in the scent and the sight of emerald grasses dancing in the breeze.

Twas as she took in this gorgeous scene however, a peculiar thing she noticed hopping about the fields. An adorable white rabbit with floppy, blue tipped ears bounced up and down happily. A common thing to see in the wilderness, but...what be this? Claudia was amazed. She had heard of spirit kin before, but not once had she laid eyes upon one...especially one as precious as the young girl the rabbit turned in to.

~"She's adorable..."~ Claudia stood awestruck. The wind whipped about her cloak and her long crimson hair as she stood benesth the shadows of the tree, watching, observing the innocent spirit with dazzling blue eyes.

Spirit smiles ad turns into her human form. She stands there with one had under her breasts to giv them more support. She look around curiously and moved some hair oit of her face. "What a beautiful day... Bumper nothing happens"

Mystery sighs as he gets up from the table finishing his tea and grabbs his jacket. "I'm heading o it to my post, I'll see you around" He transforms into his spirit form and trots off to Crystal River. His blue markings glittering in the sunlight as he trots along.

Shiro stretches and turns into his spirit form and flies out of the house and off to Thunder Woods. His large white wings stands out against the blue sky, as if he was a small cloud. He soon got to Thunder Woods and landed on a low hanging tree branch so he can see the ground below and anyone who passes by

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The vampire chuckled upon hearing her voice, such a sweet and innocent little girl. She smiled ambling down the hill to greet her. ~"Oh my! Why hello, you charming thing! Lovely day, isn't it? I just happened to notice you frollicking about the fields."~ Yes, frollicking, such youth, such grace.

Claudia gave the youngling a brief looking over. Ah, she was quite an angel, an adorable round face, soft ruby eyes that glimmered with her youthful vitality and whimsical charm, and lest Claudia forget, those cute bunny ears. And my~ was she quite the developed young girl too.

Spirit looks up at her than around the field. "Why hello there! I'm the Rabbit Spirit in charge of these lands. My name is Spirit by the way what's your?" she smiles brightly up the slightly lady. "But I can't talk to you for long it's against the rules unless you have summoned me here by my name and title. That works for any spirit. Spirits can even other spirits, I ciuld even summon my brothers!" She chuckles and her white rabbit ears twitched sightly.
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@The1Rolling1Boy

Claudia grinned softly, albeit not much to expose her fangs. ~"Claudia, dear. Charmed to meet you."~ She introduced herself with a curtsey of her dress. ~"I must say, sweetie, I had no idea you were the guardian spirit of the Hills. I am truly honored to be in your presence."~ She giggled holding her hand to her lips. Had she a drop of blood in her veins, then certainly Claudia's cheeks would be red. ~"Ah, and forgive me, my dear. I will be sure to summon you properly next time. You are quite adorable, I will admit."~ She said with a charming smirk.

Spirit tightly giggled being the innocent little girl she is. "We can continue talking if you like." She holds out her hand for a hand shake, but quickly pulls it alway, and her cheeks turn a light shade of pink

Territ quietly knocked on passing trees as he started back in the general direction of the Windy Hills, where he planned to spend the rest of the day sleeping or something. Sometimes it's a real bother keeping to this whole vow to not go back into that line line of work. Regardless it was a nice day out. Maybe he could just spend today looking at clouds, or maybe practicing his shooting.

The cyborg sighed, his voice raspy and mixed with white noise."Shooting it is. God I hope something interesting happens today."

@The1Rolling1Boy

Claudia was about to take the hand when Spirit, and a fanciful spirit she was, bashfully retreated at the last minute. The vampire pursed her lips raising an eyebrow at her, then chuckled giving a warm smile. ~Sweetie, no need to be shy. I would love to continue our conversation. In fact, why don't we take a walk together? I always love strolling through the hills in the middle of the day."~ Though the sun wasn't her closest companion per say. Claudia did feel a bit light headed, but it wasn't too bad she couldn't enjoy little Spirit's company. She'd just have to find someone to feed from tonight, despite not enjoying it much.

Although the things after the feeding she really enjoyed. With a friendly gesture she presented her hand for the young girl to take.

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Spirit takes her hand and tightly shakes it. She gently smiled then looked up Claudia then looked around "So... Are you a vampire or a human? Because you smell like a vampire..." She says shakely unsure about beung near another person without one of her siblings near by. She quickly shifted her gaze to the ground not wanting to make eye contact because of all the stories Mystery would tell her about how Vampires could read your mind, and take control over you. This worried Spirit a lot because if Claudia was a vampire. She might be on her new friends menu tonight. This didn't bother her much but it worried her because of her past and the memories of what those people did to her.
All of those cuts, slashes, scratches, and bite marks, just remembering the feeling of them made her want to hide in a corner, and how they would pour alcohol on her and force her to drink it as she was ganged. Spurut shuttered and tightly held onto Claudia's hand with a firm, tense, pain inducing grasp as she has these flashbacks.

The sun shone down brightly on a ratty little tent sitting just on the edge of the Thunder Woods, wind gently tugging at the flap to expose the black interior. A fire was already burning brightly out in front of it, the morning peaceful air only cut by the raging whistle of a kettle already brought to boil. Soon enough a boy emerged from out of the tent, young and lean, wrapped in a red shawl. He quickly made his way over to the kettle, wrapping his hand in the shawl to lift it off the rocks, before opening a tin can and scooping a dark brown powder into the water. Then he resealed the kettles and put it back on the hot rocks before catching a smell wafting out of the tent. His head jerked up and he dashed back inside.

He emerged later with a plate of slightly burned pancakes, a mug, and a saucer, and set the lot down beside a log he recommissioned as a seat the previous night to grab the kettle off the rock, which he just as quickly released with a yelp. He grabbed it using the shawl next time and, after cheeking the contents, plopped down on the log and poured the rich dark liquid within into the saucer and the mug. He set the saucer to the side and brought the mug up to his lips.

From the edges of the shawl little wriggling lights began to emerge, a whole swarm of them dancing around in the air as a sickly sweet scene began to fill the air. A few members of the swarm twirled down to the saucer, alighting around the edge and placing what passed for their heads into it causing small ripples to spread out over its surface. There came a whispering from the swarm, a gaggle of small and barely audible voices centered around the boys head as he set his own mug down. "I know it tastes like fish." he said gently. The whispering continued on as he grabbed one of the cakes off the plate and took a bite out of it. "We're out of cream." he said, throwing one of the cakes into the air. The remainder of the swarm ascended to catch it, swooping around and hiding it from view. By the time any of it reached the ground there were only crumbs, and even then the little things buried their heads greedily amid the undergrowth to search the out. The whispering grew louder. "We're out of syrup." He replied, throwing another pancake into the air. He leaned back to watch her go at this, minds eye looking far past her. They were out of a lot of things.

The knocking brought him back to attention. He snapped forward, looking into the forest. He could barely make out something grey coming out of the forest. At first he thought it was somebody wearing armor. Like some kind of medieval knight. That wasn't too surprising, considering the warrior women that'd already come this way earlier in the morning. No, though. This was different. Something about the way the stranger was moving wasn't right. Then he saw...well, he wasn't sure. Like a tin man. Or maybe something wearing the face of a man.

He made to dive back inside, but felt a thousand little hands on the neck of his collar. He stopped on instinct more than anything. "Come on Aerial, we don't know if that's a spirit folk or nothing. It wearing a face. At least let me get the gun." The hands held firm their grip, and the whispering began again. Gentler, comforts flowing into his ears. "He ain't?" He asked. The whispers intensified and he looked down. She was right. If they wanted to lead a carefree life he couldn't jump at every shadow in a beautiful place like this. Why had they come to Freeplaynia, if not because it seemed like a place you could live a carefree life? You couldn't do that, pointing guns at your neighbors.

The metal man would find the boy sitting on his log, shaking only a little. "H-h-h-hey." He said, like he had a frog wedged in his throat. "Morning. I'm new. A-a-around here, I mean. I just moved. I'm Ariel." He seemed to wither in the thing presence. He grabbed the kettle and thrust it out toward him. "Coffee? It's not any good, but its fresh. My dad said you should always be kind to other travelers."

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@The1Rolling1Boy

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"So... Are you a vampire or a human? Because you smell like a vampire..."

Claudia tensed at the youngling's inquiry, a sharp gulp of air down her gullet. Nervously she bit her bottom lip, debating if she wanted to answer that question or not, though there was only one clear answer. Ah yes, she was a witty little, so keen to sense the woman's undead aura, the acrid scent of dust in her veins...and her heart.

Vampire... Claudia hated that word.

~"Why sweetie, I..."~ She gave Spirit an uneasy smile that quickly diminished to a frown once she felt the girl squeeze her hand tight, the poor thing trembling as though she had seen a monster of some sort. Her eyes, how they glistened with fear. Claudia sighed and knelt beside her, placing both hands on the youth's trembling shoulders. ~"My dear..."~ She cooed, her sapphire eyes darkening. ~"There is no denying what I am. Indeed I am a vampire, one of the living dead. Every night, I must feed to sustain my life energy, but I've no intentions of harming a sweet little girl like you, Spirit. I look into your eyes, and I can see the fear welling within you. You no longer wish to be hurt, to be abused like you were those few years ago. I can only begin to fathom the pain you felt, and it makes me ill just picturing it, a scared little girl huddled on a corner, so weak, so fragile. Her wounds burn like hellfire as she shivers unclothed, ragged and beaten, so tired...so hungry...and so...cold..."~

Suddenly, Claudia released the girl falling to her knees in the grass. Oh what horrible, horrible images flooded her mind, images of one scared little girl...hair red as blood, eyes blue as the ocean...how she shivered, screamed, and cried, begging for them to stop.... Tears filled her eyes, hot and burning. Quickly she wiped them away, shaking the haunting memories from her head.

Maka finished up her breakfest and cleaned it all up. She headed back upstairs after petting the cat once more, she went into her room amd grabed her daily wear. Then she headed towards the bathroom for a nice shower, once there she went and cleaned herself up and washed her hair. Her usual routine was as follows, wake up, go downstairs and pet the cat. Then make and eat breakfest and maybe read a little bit of her book then head into the shower.

Once Maka got out she dried off and did the same for her hair, she got dressed and hung her towel atop of the door. She stepped out and noticed a note that she'd missed before when she was moving about, it was from her mother. The usual when to expect her home and that she loved her. Maka put it into the drawer with the others and went back downstairs. She picked up her bag and slung it around her shoulder, making sure her keys to the house were in it. After running her own checklist she locked and stepped out of the door into the fresh, open air outside. She checked to make sure it was locked dispite just locking it, after not being able to turn the handle she went off.

Maka had been wanting to see if she could venture out to the forest a ways away, she'd heard of the relaxed environment it housed and the trees always peaked her interest. She'd been wanting to go there for sometime, climb up into one of the trees and relax with a nice book of her choosing. That would be her ideal day after all.

She'd set off to walk about, having to get from her current location to the grassy fields she watched outside of her window. Once she'd done that she had the forest insight and something to eat and drink in her bag along side of a book. As much as she thought this was possible for a days travel, she was unsure. None the less that wouldn't prevent her from trying to do this.

Shiro huffs bored and decided to change into his human form and hang upside down, letting his hand touch the ground since he is so graceful he falls off and lands face first on the leaf covered ground. He quickly gets to his feet and works around, doing his patrols around his territory. After a long time of working, he finds his way to a camp site that he doesn't remember being here at all. "Hello? If anyone one here?" Shiro looks around some more finding guns and a pile of wood, I don't remember allowing someone to cut this down... he says to himself they crouches down and feels the rings of the wood, This is freshly cut down. Someone cut a tree without asking, and they cut the incorrect tree, this tree was still alive when they cut it down...
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Spirit looks at her in shock confused how she was able to know about all of that. Spirit's cheeks turned a bright shade of rosy pink and she quickly looks away embarrassed at the idea if she exactly did bite her, and how it would feel to be bitten. She shakes her head and looks back at Claudia and gives her a sweet smile "How about we go somewhere that we can sit down? Or would you like to stay here?"
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