Noah: he rolled his eyes patting George on the head. He flopped down on the bed as soon as he was close enough and curled up pulling a blanket over himself. He was oddly tired today.

George: George quickly stumbled over to the door, opening it and closing it behind himself quietly. George raced down the hallway and down the stairs though, wanting to make up for lost time.

Ariv: "Do you want me to bring it in or...?" Ariv chuckled faintly with a smile as he walked over to Alastor.

Lucas: their yelling could be heard from the Center floor, they seemed to be fighting about something they weren't in the basement any longer however.

George: George entered the room Lucas was in before, marching quickly down the stairs and trying to ignore the blood.

Ariv: Ariv sighed, kissing Alastor before leaving the room only to return a moment later with Alastor's body in his arms.

(?): the stairs creaked, somehow it seemed darker then it was when Lucas was with him. The air was cold and stiff. It still reeked of blood and or iron.

George: "Lucas?" George called as he opened his phone for light, cursing himself for not charging his phone more. "Red? Damian??"

Ariv: "There? Is that all better?" Ariv asked. "Turns out, there was simply just a slight misunderstanding that happened. Nothing else."