Rosie

Raiden tried to shoo her towards the door, grabbing the towel off the edge of the bath and wrapping it around his waist.

(I just read back a little and realised Eliza is lying on/surrounded by Raiden's clothes and she hasn't noticed. :'D) Halfway through trying to pick up Ruru and move her ideally as far away from his weapon as possible, Raiden paused. "When did Eliza get back...?" he hissed at her, pushing his wet hair out of his eyes.

Raiden sat up a little, groaning. "Uh... please don't go near the sharp thing, kitty..." he hissed, sitting in the water for a minute before his worries got the better of him and he tried to clamber out and grab the half-hidden dagger before Ruru stepped on it. Snatching it up, he hid it properly, in what he guessed would be out of reach for the cat. It was still in its scabbard, so it wasn't immedietely a sharp edge, but he couldn't help but be overly cautious about what he let the cat near.

Ears under the water, Raiden only heard a very muffled version of what Eliza had said, and presumed it was Ruru whining or meowing because she was hungry. Will eventually dragged himself out of bed and got dressed, only to sit back down on it to put his boots on and lose the will to get up again. "Urgh, this is all way too much effort... Someone else will probably have headed there anyway by now..." he groaned to himself.

Raiden was still in the bath, head half dunked under the water beneath him as he tried to scrub the last of the dirt out of his hair. (:'D Yes, he's still in there.) Will's alarm clock rang, but instead of getting out of bed, he smacked it across the room with a grunt. "I'll go in a minute!" he yelled at it, burying his face back in his pillow.

Zack's gaze was still on his hands, after briefly looking up to glare at Zane. "...Where'd you put the sketchbook?" he asked quietly. "Your shadow." "I told you to stop hiding things there, you idiot." "Well, it isn't MY fault I can't hide it in MINE!" Zane raised his eyebrows, waiting for Zack's retort, but it never came. He just kept staring down at his stained palms, spaced out.

"You shouldn't have offered to help if you couldn't deal with it," Zane said obnoxiously, prompting a somewhat weak glare and hissing of his name from Zack. (:'D ...I couldn't resist. It's a twisted version of it instead. They bleed black, you know. xDD)

(xDD Shhhh~ -hides Chrona in the closet-) "You look pretty out of it," the twins said in unison- except for the fact Zane was speaking to Zack, who was addressing the WR...

("And he looked a lot like Zuko from Avatar and he was naked and we... uh, wait, that's not the night I died. Whoops.") //shot Raiden slipped a little on the bath as he got in, which normally would have meant nothing. But he'd forgotten about the different ways the real world worked, and ended up falling in with a huge splash and a yelp as he lost his balance. His head went under the water, and he came up gasping a second later. "I'm alright...!" he called out. As though Ruru needed the assurance. (xDD Poor, poor Zuko, keeps talking to Ruru like she's a human.)

"Yeah. This way of healing him just brings back some stuff he doesn't want to remember," Zane answered her, voice calm and level again. "Come on, Zacky, up and at 'em." Zack made a moaning noise, but with a little help from his twin got himself into a sitting position, and looked up at the WR, wiping at his eyes. "Th-thanks..." he mumbled, dropping his gaze to his hands, which were splashed with his own blood- but not quite, because it was red. And he and Zane both usually bled black.

Since only Ruru was there and he doubted Eliza had CCTV, Raiden tossed the rest of his clothes over to the bed, leaving the dagger in the corner of the bathroom before he headed for the bath. He had to make sure the weapon was out of Ruru's way, and out of his, as well- either of them stepping on it would be a nightmare. Without much trouble, he managed to get the water running and find a towel. Unlike the stuff with the food, he bathed quite often back home and didn't need any kind of help with it. Unfortunately.

"Eh, I'll take that as a yes," Raiden shrugged, and walked over to the bathroom. "Look out for my stuff...?" he called from in there, tugging his shirt off and throwing it in the vague direction of the bed. (/shot, buried, dug up and shot again)

Will ended up breaking into Evany's house and taking an admittedly quite quick bath before making his hasty exit. He knew Evany would probably know someone had picked his lock, but decided he could just lie his way out of it if Evany ever questioned him on it. Heading back to his own house, and feeling a bit out of sync due to the fact it was still daytime and he'd already had a little sleep, Will ended up going to bed. Raiden poked his head around the door, and scratched at his head. "...You think Eliza would mind me using her bathroom?" he asked Ruru, reminding himself she was a cat and praying he wasn't going insane.

After a few minutes trying to peer in the window and only managing to catch a glimpse of Ruru and Zuko's ass, Will assumed that Eliza had stopped him getting in before she'd left. He contemplated trying to knock a little hole in the roof to get in, but, then again, he had a feeling there'd be hell to pay if he broke Eliza's house. So, with a grumbling sigh, he went off to steal someone else's bath for a bit.

"No worse than you," Will snapped, but stomped off anyway. Despite not wanting to do as she said, the smell of the dirt and sweat and the netherworld was clinging to him, and the more he thought about it the more he was becoming uncomfortable with it. He left through the portal, uncerimoniously dumping his cloak in a heap on the floor near the others and heading, not to his own house, but Eliza's, since he'd trashed his bathroom and he felt like rubbing the windows thing in her face just a little bit. However, when he got there... In a moment of OCD, Raiden had locked the windows after making sure he'd cleared up his bowls and the kitchen in general was tidy and in order. (:'D)

"He sometimes freaks out when he swallows blood. Forgot about that," Zane answered without even so much as glancing up from Zack. "...It's worse when it's mine, for some reason, but he seems pretty out of it this time, too." Sebby moved backwards, trying to stay behind Zerex- while at the same time, completely on full alert. He knew that the last time he had seen the twins, he'd smelt wolf in them- but now the scent was gone, replaced by something else entirely. And it was really freaking him out.

"And I'm not going to start anything. I'm just as dedicated to the keeping the balance stuff as you and Evany- I just don't go about it the boring way like you." Will glared up at the tree post as he spoke, as though he could blame IT for the 12 hour shift being uneventful for him.

Zack made a breath that sounded more like a sob, rolling over and burying his face in his hands. Shoulders shaking, he didn't try to sit up properly. Zane tried to go to him, but touched his shoulder and pulled his hand back, gaze dropping to the floor. "...Zack," he pleaded.

"Being a goody-two-shoes isn't my style," Will retorted, crossing his arms over his chest. "And I fail to see how it makes you any better a messenger."

Zack groaned, but his eyelids flickered open, just a fraction. Zane made a small noise in the back of his throat, but didn't really say anything. He pulled the White Rabbit's arm away from his brother, letting her go, and reached down to shake Zack by the shoulders. "Come on, sleepyhead," he mumbled.

Seeing Ruru seemed content, Raiden got up and tried looking through the bag he had left there the night before after finding the ramen. He sifted through until he found another packet of it- well, at least he knew how to prepare it- and followed the same steps as the night before, at a considerably faster rate. Although he did get a little stuck with the microwave. (Yum, Zuko, good idea, noodles for breakfast. :'D) "Oh, don't get me started on Evany. Practically every time I saw him Scarecrow told me I should "try being more like Evany, keehee", or whatever. It was always pretty much the same spiel each time."

Without waiting to check if she was ready, Zane scratched his nails up her arm; they might have looked human and blunt, but they were really much tougher. He tugged her arm forwards, holding it over Zack's mouth and muttering a combination of cuss words and "please"s under his breath.

"Wonder if people can eat cat food..." he mumbled as he carted the bag and Ruru over to her bowl, plonking himself down on the floor to pour the food into the bowl. After a moment, he recalled a somewhat gross memory, back when he was quite little and his family had left him home alone; he'd tried to find out what Sammy's food tasted like. And it wasn't good. He didn't really realise he was humming to himself and smiling for quite a few moments- but he didn't mind. After all, he'd actually remembered something. Fully. Which was practically a miracle for him. "Well, he's always cheerfully telling me to co-operate and fix my attitude and all that kind of crap. He gives you a lot of praise, anyway, little miss perfect. Or, you would be if you shut your windows.

Zane dropped his gaze down to Zack, holding out his hand. "Give me your arm and keep your trap shut." Zack groaned weakly, trying to reach up and grip at his wound. His twin caught his hand halfway there, gripping it so tight Zane's knuckles went bone white. Although Zack had stopped thrashing around, his breathing was still shaky and weak.

"Hey, hey-" Raiden protested, trying to pry Ruru away from the bag. "I'll pour you some out, okay? Just- get- out- of it!" In an attempt at being commanding, he pointed his finger at her in warning. "I find Scarecrow's voice grating," Will said. "That, and he really doesn't seem to like me much. Can't imagine why."