[IC] The Halfway House

[NanixErka]

Afternoon at Oasis is a strange time. Some of the Myths have jobs so they're not around, the unemployed watch TV, some are even sleeping. But one person who is always there with purpose is Marisol. You see, its cleaning day at Oasis, and you want to know what that means to the tenants? Nothing, because Marisol does pretty much all of the cleaning. Sure, its only the living room, dining room and kitchen, but you try doing 3 days worth of dishes in a house that often houses roughly 10 people at a time. or laundry, or any other chore. While cleaning the dining room table with her hair in a tight, messy bun, Marisol was talking into a phone wedged precariously between her cheek and shoulder, quiet and in Spanish. She was probably chatting a relative who was checking in on her. She didn't seem all that interested in the conversation, but she kept at it, sounding at least passably pleasant until the conversation was over. She was nearly done.

[Remus]

Coming down from the second floor, Rey spotted Marisol heading off with some cleaning supplies. "Oh yeah, its cleaning day." He thought, continuing down the stairs and surveying the place. To him, the afternoon was lazy time and he pondered where he could doze off for a nap. He also really wanted to stretch his wings at some point and maybe soak in the sun. Some small part of him suggested helping Marisol with the cleaning but. . . . . Nah.

[Obscene Symphony]

Mitch looked around uncomfortably on the sidewalk, glancing between the paper in his hand--a napkin from a bar in the downtown area--and the house in front of him. The addresses matched, and the house matched the bartender's description; a modest, two-story affair with a neat and tidy look to it. Shifting the strap of his duffel bag on his shoulder, he took a deep breath and tried with his free hand to fix his hair, trying to look at least a little presentable. After a second, he walked up to the house, staring down at himself as he knocked on the door. God help him if he had the wrong house... He'd probably have the cops called on him. A tall and somewhat imposing Myth, still the grey prison garb (minus the overshirt, which was tied around his waist) from his release the day before? That was enough to scare anyone, even the kindest stranger, if they weren't used to such visitors. He could only hope as he waited, then knocked again, that he wouldn't be kicked to the curb.

[NanixErka]

Marisol turned herself towards the door. New arrival? Most likely- she was expecting quite a few. She called out "Un Momento!" As she took off her apron and lay it over a chair - not wanting to look like a maid or something. headed to the door, she didn't bother to take her hair out of a bun as she opened the door, gazing at Mitchell with a smile "Buenos tardes, senor. Are you just released?" She greeted as pleasantly as she could muster after cleaning for like a straight hour and a half

[timaeusTestified]

Karaiyah peeked her head out of her bedroom when hearing the new arrival, looking him up and down with a small smile. Nice. She thought, smile widening as she stepped out to lean on her doorframe and watch him. She called out to him before he responded to Marisol, her smile audible in her voice. "Good, I'm not the newbie anymore." She then winked at him, not even minding whether or not he noticed. "Hey stranger."

[timaeusTestified]

((igNORE THIS I HATE MY INTERNET))

[Kyoukari]

The sound of clattering came from the kitchen and before long a young harpy stepped through the kitchen door into the dining room. She was wearing a pair of short denim shorts and a baggy t-shirt that hung off of one shoulder. She would've seemed perfectly human if it weren't for the feathery wings that appeared out of the arms of the t-shirt and the clawed bird legs she was sneaking around on. Hapi looked around the dining room for the landlady and tilted her head to the side as she heard the woman's voice coming from the door. A little smile appeared on her face and she clutched her prize between her wings and held it up to the light. It was the spoon she'd used at dinner the night before and now it was hers, all she had to do was get it back to her stash. She began to move towards the stairs when the sound of approaching footsteps caused her to jump, almost dropping her prize. She quickly concealed the spoon between a wing and her body and looked around guiltily, like child caught stealing from the cookie jar.

[Obscene Symphony]

To Mitch's relief, the door opened, revealing a welcoming woman greeting him in Spanish, a normal-looking girl peeking out of a doorway, and a young-looking harpy darting around. He smiled at the girl in the background, nodding in greeting, and then directed his attention to the woman at the door. There was quite a height difference, and he felt the urge to stoop.
"Hello," he greeted the older woman, flattening his napkin/note in his hand, "Just released? Um, yeah-no? Sort of. Yesterday. I wanted to have some fun last night before looking for someplace to stay..." He grinned and rubbed his head, looking down. It had been quite a night, the remnants of which he was still feeling, pounding slightly behind his eyes. However, remembering his manners, he held out his napkin and asked, "So, is this, um..." He had to flatten his napkin again to read the name, not that he hadn't read it a thousand times on the bus ride here. "...Oasis? A Myth-friendly halfway house, right?"
As if he had to ask, with the obvious Myth in the background. He wasn't sure about the green-haired girl, but something about her looks was a little too surreal to be human.

It took him a second of silence to remember how rude he was being, standing on someone's porch without telling them who he was. Hastily stuffing his note into his pocket, he held out his hand to the Spanish woman, smiling and saying, "I'm Mitch, by the way. Mitchell Garmen."

[Remus]

He looked sideways at Karaiyah when an expression that would have shouted "please don't". "Newbies, newbies everywhere." Said is cranky thoughts. Hearing a clamor on his other side, Rey turned and noticed Hapi acting more than a little suspicious for his taste. But it was lazy time and he could really have cared less as long as her wasn't being directly annoying to him. Quietly he stepped aside to let the harpy get by without incident as he craned his head to look at the newcomer. This new guy didn't look like any myth he's ever seen before, which gave him a little twinge of annoyance. "What a lank." He grumbled to himself as he stepped toward the kitchen, pretending not to care about the whole thing.

[timaeusTestified]

Karaiyah turned away from Mitch, focusing on Hapi and seeing her caught red-handed with silverware and attempting to hide it. She nudged the harpy, speaking quietly. "Go on, then. Take it to your room. Nobody's going to yell at you for a spoon. Just don't empty out half the silverware drawer, yeah? We need that stuff. I can buy you some if you really want your own, you know." She laughed a little, smiling reassuringly.

[NanixErka]

Marisol smiled at him "You don't need to be so formal. I am in my 20s, not fifties. And yes, it is, come on in." She opened the door further to let him in. "You can pick whatever room you wish that is available, and make sure to read the rules, alright?" She pointed to the frame where the rules were posted. "Welcome to "Oasis" as this place is called" She greeted "I am Marisol, by the way. I run this home" She introduced, finally reaching to pull her hair out of that contricting bun. Her long, thick black hair falling in waves to rest at her shoulders. "I hope that I can help you here"

[SaekoGami]

Fallon stood down the road, psyching herself up to walk up to the building. She would take a couple steps forward then turn on her heel and one step back. She was really scared, having only known two places in her life, Prison and the Circus, she didn't really have a vast knowledge of people, or how to act normal for that matter. What if they didn't like her, what if they got bored of her after awhile, she tried to shake it out of her head. All this nervousness coupled with the fact she walked and even stood like a very drunk person, trying really hard to look sober. Constantly tripping over her own bare feet, she didn't look like the most confident person around. Running the pro's and con's of going in, in her head as she slowly spun in a wobbly circle.

[Kyoukari]

Hapi had been hoping to get upstairs without being noticed, now suddenly the hall was practically crowded. She turned two wide eyes on Karaiyah as she spoke jumping once again and giving her wings a little flap, dropping the spoon onto the floor in the process. "Hapi wasn't do-" She stopped mid excuse and looked past the Siren at who the landlady was taking too at the front door. "What's this?" She asked excitedly, hoping a little, the dropped spoon completely forgotten. "New people? Is it new people?" She flapped towards the door, her clawed feet barely touching the ground as she moved, courtesy of her winged arms.

[Remus]

Stepping into the kitchen Rey saw the silverware drawing slightly ajar and proceeded to close it, covering Hapi's tracks so Marisol hopefully wouldn't find out until later. He listened carefully at the conversation happening in the other room as he prepared the kettle to boil water. Putting the kettle on the stove and turning it on, he stretched his arms above his while; simultaneously his wings did the same. Rey glanced around to see if Marisol had left out a shopping list, thinking maybe he could fly over to get the groceries. "She's not one of the bad humans. It wouldn't hurt to get them, I guess." He commented to himself in thought. Deciding to be nosy, he went to the doorway of the kitchen and leaned in to hear the rest of the conversation as the water boiled. He heard the spoon clatter to the floor and figured Hapi was either excited or caught stealing. It always seemed either one of the other.