a hallway that keeps growing ( closed )

[digiorno]

Who: Giorno Giovanna (digiorno), Kaede (long_live_the_queen), Lady Maria (whomthebelltolls), Oerba Yun Fang (belligerentwarrior)
When: Shortly before the full moon; May 15-17ish
Where: The Haven; Fancy Housing
What: Three monsters and a monster hunter walk into a vacant mansion—
Warnings: TBA but something way well come up considering bad decisions house.

[From the beginning, Giorno had no particular intention of sharing housing with anyone. Sure, he filled out the signup sheet, but it was mostly because he noticed what happened to the people who didn't. He's almost as opposed to having false facts about himself announced to the waiting crowd as he is to having people know truths about him. At the very least, he'd like to be in control of his own lies.]

[The whole setup is just uncomfortable. So, after filling out his sheet and waiting what may or may not be a socially appropriate amount of time, he slips out the back of the crowd and goes house-hunting.]

[It doesn't take as long as he thought it might to find a house that satisfies. If he were more self-aware he might feel embarrassed at the fact that it's the one with the most dramatic available architecture and certainly the most columns, but he doesn't. Just sets his eye on it, does a walkthrough, and determines to move in the following morning.]

[As the suns rise, he wanders up the steps with his single bag in tow. Exhaustedly. He is so tired. He doesn't know why, and he's refusing to think about it. In the shade indoors, with the heavy door closed behind him, he breathes out a sigh of relief. It's good to finally be alone.]

[He'll definitely regret jinxing himself like that in a little while — when he comes across a few strands of pink hair in the shower drain; when he walks past a bedroom with the door just ajar and sees the flicker of movement from within, or hears humming from the kitchen that he certainly doesn't recognize. For now, though, he's feeling pretty smug. Fancy house get.]

Comments

[whomthebelltolls]

Mm. You prefer a known threat over the treachery of the unknown. Then we also have that in common. I guess it's just a matter of knowing where each of us is planning on staying within the house. I don't foresee any problems if we don't... run into each other late at night. [THEN the swords come right on back out.]