Caia watched Izel wander around the bonfire boredly, no one approached her while he was mingling, save a completely drunk college student. After she assured him that she wasn't in any sort of friendly mood, he moved on to puke on a pretty redhead by the shore. Caia smirked and shook her head, stretching out comfortably and looking at the sky. In the midst of the partying and the laughing, Caia suddenly wanted to call Jabriel. She didn't know where he was, or who he was with, but she wanted to hear his voice. It was silly, and she wasn't going to allow it. But just for a moment, she allowed herself to imagine that it was him she were here with. Him sharing the warmth of the fire while the tourists shouted. She sighed heavily and rubbed at her eyes in irritation. It wasn't Jabriel she was with, and it probably would never be, but Izel was good company in the mean time. Of course, that didn't stop her from daydreaming about the possibility.

She really was that pathetic.

Someone tapped her on the shoulder and it took her a few moments to jolt out of her thoughts to realize it was Izel. She blinked and gave a sheepish smile
"Sorry, what?"

"Well, my lady Caia, I do believe I should be looking to find a hotel soon. Tourists have already found their ways inside, and I shall have to beg and plead, so I have to have enough time to do so. I do want to say though, this has been a lovely evening. Free food, free bathing suit, and a killer time surfing. And hey. Maybe I even made a new friend."

Caia smiled a little and took Izel's hand, pulling herself up.
"I think it's safe to say you did, Izzie." She agreed, before pulling a pen out and turning Izel's hand over. On the top, she wrote an address, before capping the pen and looking up at him, grinning.
"My offer stands. If you can't find a hotel, just come by and claim my couch, ok?" She asked, before pausing and rubbing the back of her neck, giving Izel a small, real smile.
"Look, I just...want to thank you...for everything. What you did today really meant a lot to me, whether or not it seems like a lot to you..." She paused and looked down at her boots, toeing the sand slightly. "But it really means a lot to me. Benidorm's never been a happy spot...but...just hanging around with you tonight has made it bearable." She looked up and smiled again, "So thanks. I'm really glad I met you, Aztec."
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OOC: Listened to the Rasmus while typing this. Epic.

Oh, sorry it took so long to reply and that this may not be the best, but I'm trying.

Do you have any plot ideas? :3

He reached forward with a grin, pushing her hair behind her face, and let his hand rest on her cheek. "Hey. It was my pleasure, Caia," he said, before letting his hand drop.

His grin widened. "I think I'll save the hotels some trouble, and come straight with you, if you don't mind. I'll keep to the couch, and be no trouble. Well. Maybe I'll be trouble, but it won't be intentionally, I swear."

There was the impulse to hug her there, and he didn't feel like resisting it. So, he wrapped her in a hug, momentarily resting his chin on the top of her head, and then pulled away again. Hugging people, for him, was the most natural thing in the world, and he would have gladly just hugged her for a while. But, he allowed a margin of error for himself, and that meant he was allowed to hug people he just met, but not for extended periods of time.

He smiled at her, and walked down the beach, whistling. Spain, Spain, wonderful places. A breeze tugged at his coat, pulling the edges from him, trying to steal his favorite possession. He kept his hands tucked firmly in his pockets, and it spun around, disappointed, before rushing down the beach to play with the fire. He waded around the rocks, and up onto the other beach, and was only slightly surprised to find two hostile looking men.

One said something in Spanish, angrily, and Izel sighed, and said, "Look, I know, I spend a ton of countries that speak Spanish, and I should really learn how, but I only know English, at this point in time in my life. And a few garbled words of everything else."

The other one rolled his eyes, and said in English, "You are under suspicion of arson." Izel's eyes widened, and he laughed. "There is no WAY. What the hell would I have burned down?" The man, whom Izel now assumed was a police officer of sorts, pulled out a record, and listed the name of the hotel Izel had been kicked out of.

He looked at them, confused. "Not me, sorry..." He pulled an ID he had drawn up at some point out of his coat pocket, listening a different name. The men look at it, and look at the record, which thankfully, had no photo-ID to it. They grumbled, and the one who was speaking English said, "We're sorry to have disturbed you." They went away, looking perplexed, and a bit put out.

Izel watched them go, and then said, "Yikes. I get kicked out of a hotel, it gets burned down... This is the third time in a row this has happened." He blew out a breath of air, looking at the ID that had saved his ass a few times. "Hm. Sketchy."

Dark eyes scanned the surrounding area for Caia, and he said to her, "So. I propose we get some rest, and tomorrow, I'd like to find out why someone keeps burning down hotels that I stay in. But until then, sleep sounds like a good idea to me, perhaps with a bit of booze fairy-ing on the side." He grinned at her. "Agreeable?"

OOC: Yay, Rasmus!!!!

Annnd, is this alright, by way of plot? I, um, sorta randomly pulled it out of nothing. Literally. I should be sleeping right now. c: It could at least keep them busy for a little while, looking for some stalker-arsonist.... And if it seems a bit wacky, there's always the possibility of changing it to something a bit less weird.

Caia watched the encounter with a passive, blank look. She never once let on that she knew English, much less knew what was going on. The Police and Izel conversed for a moment, before the pair of Officers slumped off looking rather depressed.

She was silent for a moment, before looking at Izel and perking an eyebrow
"I have a lot of Pyro friends, but I don't have to worry about you burning down my apartment building do I?" She questioned, looking him up and down, before smirking and turning to walk off, "That's already happened to four of my apartments and my reputation is starting to proceed me."

She stopped a few feet away and looked out at the water as the surf crashed in and retreated, her face was blank, but her eyes were full of emotion, threatening to spill over. She heaved a sigh a few minutes later and turned, smiling slightly. Her face was still blank, though her eyes had brightened.
"So are you ready to head back now?" She asked, before wandering towards the road. She threw out her arm and a taxi slowed to a halt. She smiled a little and pulled the door open, "That is, unless you want to find out who's seemingly framing you for arson?" She asked, glancing back at him and grinned "Sounds like it might be an adventure."
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OOC: Nono, sounds like a cool idea!

Sorry this took so long and is of questionable quality. I had a lot of work, and then I had a really bad block that I'm still getting over. XD; Anyways. I wanted to get this up. <3

He turned to Caia, and grinned sheepishly. "Uh, well... I'm not a pyro. I just, you know... Apparently have a pyro stalker? But they've only burned hotels, never residential places. At least, as far as I can tell. You apartment will be safe."

She stopped a moment, and he stopped talking, and walked up, giving her a hug around her shoulders as she looked at the ocean. When she broke her reverie, he nodded. "I am more than ready to head back. I feel like to catch an arsonist, one has to have a full night's sleep. And maybe breakfast."

A bow directed Caia in first, and he climbed into the taxi after her.

"So... How did you burn your apartments down?? My excuse is that I'm a stunningly handsome god who has an endless supply of alcohol, and someone has obviously become obsessed with me or something." The egotistical statement was accompanied by running his fingers through his hair while checking his reflection in the window. He turned, and grinned playfully at Caia. "But you've got this innate control over water... They should be easy to stop. Unless, of course, it wasn't by accident."

A sharpie fairly appeared in his hand, and he took Caia's wrist, almost began to draw on it, completely comfortably, before he looked at her, and said, "Oh, sorry. Do you mind? I have a bad habit of just drawing on people. It sometimes enrages them."

The stars in the night sky twinkled happily outside the window of the cab. Izel loved the night. So many things could happen, and no one would know. Light was absent from the world, but it was at its most beautiful, secrets spilling over, drama wrapping around everything. Once, he tried to sit, and draw how he felt the night should look. He had ended up with a dark blue piece of paper, sunbursts everywhere, colors intertwining around black, humanoid silhouettes, and it all created sort of the shape of a city, which could also look a bit like a reef. It had been confusing, but was one of his favorites. It hung on the wall of a secret room in a pyramid. In other words, his room.

But those emotions, those beautiful nighttime mysteries, they were a part of them now. Caia was still steeped in sorrow, her past wrapped around her like a blanket. And he respected that. Beauty came in many ways, and each reason was its own.

He looked out the window momentarily, and said, "About where is your place, anyway?"

OOC: I'm sorry, he has random thought-tangents. And, if I took a while, sorry too.

Caia gave Izel an amused look and shook her head. She leaned up the tell the cabby something and the car took off, she then turned to Izel and smiled sheepishly
"Well. The first time I sorta forgot about the oven being on. And then I sorta couldn't get to the faucet. So. It burnt down. The rest of the times, I had drunk immortals over and drunk immortals tend to like setting things on fire, you know. Things happen that make you think 'damn, that must have been a fucking epic party, I wish I remembered it' when you wake up in a pile of ash." She explained with a grin, before offering Izel her hand "And go ahead, I don't mind." She added, nodding towards the sharpie. Izel was silent for a while, which gave her time to think.

This night was definitely going to get more interesting. After all, she hadn't spent the night in Benidorm in many many years. Sure, she had an apartment, a pretext, just in case, but she usually made an effort to be out of Spain before midnight. It was unusual that she'd even consider breaking this norm, but something about having Izel with her made it seem ok. Maybe that was all she needed all along; a companion that understood. After all, she'd never taken anyone with her on these trips. Nik had long since stopped insisting to accompany her, knowing she'd never relent; and none of her other friends knew about these trips. She'd disappear one day out of the year, but no one knew why.
Of course, her grandfather always met her at the point. But so long of sitting on that boulder and staring at a crumbling rock got to him. He left under the pretense of a meeting, or a date, or a typhoon, but Caia knew better. She knew it was just as hard for him to be there as it was for her.

Despite everything, she smiled as her eyes ran over the stars in the sky.
"Ince, you still mean the stars and the moon to me..." She whispered, before looking back at Izel. He seemed to be deep in thought as well, when suddenly he turned to her.

"About where is your place, anyway?"

She blinked and smiled a little
"Just up the road a bit. L'Ona Hotel." She stated, "My father bought it a couple decades ago. A place for the family to be based. Benidorm went through some renovations and such, and he felt that a palace was no longer...suitable. So now he and his wife live in the penthouse, I have a suite, and both of Francesc's sons share another suite." She paused and looked at Izel "Francesc's youngest, Thanos, he works for my father, you see." she explained, before shrugging a little. She looked out the window as the cab pulled to a stop in front of a majestic building over looking the beach and the mountains. The cabby stated something and Caia tossed him two hundred dollars, muttering in Catalan in a guilty tone. The Cabby seemed pleased, so she stepped out, looking in at Izel.
"C'mon Aztec."
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OOC: This can totally be the hotel Izel was kicked out of if you want. It would make things interesting, (don't worry though, Caia wouldn't let them kick him out again. XD)

OOC: Yesss, totally!!! ^.^ I mean, it was burned down. But that could've just been some other hotel from earlier. Yippee for later editing!

He gently took her hand, and began to draw on it. he started with black thin sharpie, creating a complex outline. It looked similar to a henna tattoo, with paisleys, and random designs that covered her hand, and stretched up her arm as well. He then pulled out several colors, and filled in the spaces in between; he started with red, in the center of her hand, and then worked outwards by rainbow colors from there until he was done. It took most of the ride.

When he asked, and she answered where she was staying, the name rang ominously in his head as familiar, and he made a face. "Hmmm..." But since he was still doodling little swirls on the edges of the main drawing, the name didn't really connect yet. "A suite? That sounds gorgeous." He sounds a bit spaced, but comes to again when he hears, "C'mon Aztec."

He hops out of the cab, and says, "I thought we went over the fact that I can pay for stuff for me, dahlin'." He draws out the last word, putting a bit of a Brooklyn accent on it, and slinging his arm over her shoulders. After which, he looks at the hotel, and opens his mouth, and shuts it, then says, "Oh."

"Caia, I may have to hide behind you... I got kicked out of this hotel earlier today. I may have told you the story, hm?" He slowly moves behind her, ducking down, hands on her shoulders. "I don't think they like me very much here." He peeked over her shoulder, and made a face.

"Maaaaaybe I should find somewhere else tonight?"

Caia blinked and looked up from examining her sharpie tattoo.
"... This is the place that kicked you out? Oh that's rich. C'mon, I need another reason to piss off my father." Without another word, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the hotel. The desk clerk looked up as she pulled Izel into the lobby. It was rich and classy, her father's tastes. Caia was glad he didn't let 'Hoe decorate or it'd look like a whore house.
" You!" the clerk cried, pointing dramatically at Izel. He stood "No no no no no! You take your lady and get OUT." He shrieked, Caia looked him up and down, not seeming to recognize him
"Get me the room key for Suite 1." She spat, the clerk looked at her
"What? No no, that suite is for VIPs only. I doubt we have any rooms you and you friend," He broke off and gave Izel a narrow look "could afford. Besides he has been banned!" He shrieked, Caia started to look bored. She released Izel's hand and stepped forward, leaning up towards the clerk
"You. Get me. The FUCKING key." She growled, the clerk paled
"No! I told you that suite is for important guests. Take your pimp and get out before I call the police!" He stuttered. Caia paused and glanced at Izel, perking an eyebrow.
"Pimp, eh?" She asked, smirking a little, before turning to clerk. In a swift movement, she grabbed his tie and pulled, causing his chin to slam down onto the desk, he yelped and looked up at her with fearful eyes "Get me the key before I strangle you with your own FUCKING ENTRAILS." She shouted, the clerk whimpered
"You foul mouthed little bitch--"
"Caia!"

Caia released the clerk, who jogged away immediately, and turned to see a tall, handsome man with messy dark hair and a beautiful smile striding over. There was a gold pin attached to the lapel of his dark suit jacket (under which there was a white silk shirt with the collar buttons undone) that read 'manager'. Caia blinked and her eyes widened, before a large grin broke out on her face
"Thanos!" She squeaked, before hopping over and practically diving into his arms. Thanos let out a silky laugh and hugged her close, spinning her around
"And here I was thinking I'd never see your beautiful face again." He laughed, setting her down, pulling away and placing a sweet kiss on both her cheeks. Caia blushed deeply and looked up at him
"You're still blind, I see." She muttered, Thanos gave a charming grin
"You're still beating up men twice your size, I see." He retorted, Caia smirked and gave a shrug
"I get a bit sensitive when people offend my friends and call me a whore." She explained, Thanos's eyes darkened slightly
"Is that so..." He muttered, visibly making a mental note to fire the clerk, before looking between Caia and Izel.
"This is your friend, I assume?" He asked, before turning to Izel and offering a hand
"Thanos Cantaliri, manager. Welcome." He greeted warmly. Caia smirked
"Welcome back actually. You threw him out for...enacting an Aztec sacrificial ceremony with...raw vegetables." She informed him, Thanos paused and looked at Caia, then at Izel and burst out laughing
"That was you? Oh lord, welcome back, Mr. Chtli." He stated with an amused grin.
"Thanos, what in the name of the lords is going on here?!" A new voice interrupted, Caia winced and sorta tried to hide behind Izel and Thanos. A pretty blonde woman strode into the lobby with an air of authority, the wounded Clerk trailing after her. Thanos looked over.
"Nothing, madam, I'm just welcoming our new...VIPs." He stated, the woman scowled and strode over, she was dressed in a severe blue dress with her hair drawn off her shoulders. She'd be pretty if her aura and expression did imply a perpetual crappy mood.
"You mean the 'guest' that assaulted our desk clerk and the 'guest' that was banned?" She snapped, Thanos perked an eyebrow
"Yes ma'am. Also known as your stepdaughter and her friend Izel Chtli." He stated, Caia scowled and elbowed him. Callirrhoe's face screwed up, then stiffened out as Caia stepped out from behind Thanos. She looked Caia up and down with scathing disapproval, her lips screwing up into a furious frown
"Caia. Still making a fuss, as usual." She spat, Caia stared at her and narrowed her eyes
"Still a bitch, I see." She retorted, before grabbing Izel's hand and dragging him towards the elevators. Callirrhoe made a furious noise
"Caia Mei! I will not tolerate you speaking to me like that! Young lady, don't you walk away from me!" She shrieked, Caia rolled her eyes and jabbed the elevator button
"Don't act like my mother, Callirrhoe, it's nauseating. So kindly fuck off, I'm too tired to deal with you." She snapped, before stomping into the elevator. Thanos frowned, before hurrying after Caia and Izel, jingling his keys; leaving Callirrhoe and the clerk standing dumbfounded in the lobby.
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OOC:...This is sooooo long. I'm sorry. XD

Izel stood sheepishly behind Caia as he was being berated. However, when he got around to being called a pimp, he managed a rather indignant, "HEY!"

He watched Caia's exchange with the manager, whom she called Thanos, and grinned, bowing deeply as Thanos started laughing. "What can I say, it's my version of a birthday card." He smiled at Thanos, relieved that he perceived the incident as funny, rather than insulting. For a moment, he allowed his mind to be dirtier than it had been that evening, sort of checking out the refined man, but quickly turned away after as a blonde burst into the room, talking in a way that Izel could only describe as screeching.

Caia snuck behind Thanos and Izel, and Izel glanced over his shoulder at her, curious as to what would make her retreat after beating up that clerk. As far as he could tell, an obnoxious blonde lady should have no affect.

Ohhhh, stepmother, that's why... Ick.

Dialogue slipped away from him for a moment, and Caia was dragging him towards the elevator, and he stumbled after. A grin was on his face as he saw the expression on Callirrhoe's face, and he laughed before tripping into the elevator. His dark eyes met Caia's colorful ones, and he said, "You know, you must be one of the most interesting people I've met in a LONG time."

Thanos came into the elevator, and as the doors shut, Izel looked at Caia and Thanos, and smiled, shaking his head. He was having a far better time than he thought he would for the remaining time he had in Spain. It was wonderful.

"So, Caia. I'm taking refuge on your couch tonight, right? Or floor or something?"

OOC: Sadness. Mine hardly holds a candle to yours. :c

Caia gave a light shrug, rubbing at her face tiredly.
"Couch, floor, bed, tub, whatever. We'll both find somewhere to sleep, I'm sure." She muttered, Thanos glanced at her and frowned a little.
"Why do you still let her get to you, Mei?" He asked softly, Caia paused and looked up at him with a frown
"I don't know." She stated, before looking away, Thanos sighed and gently ran his fingers through her hair, before looking at Izel.
"So I take it you're actually an Aztec and the supervising day manager misconstrued the situation?" He asked, giving a smile. He shook his head slightly
"Sorry about that, he's a bit of a hothead." He stated apologetically, Caia glanced over at Thanos with a small frown on her face, before looking away again as the elevator doors opened. She wandered into the apartment and sighed, looking around
"This place hasn't changed." She muttered, Thanos wandered out after her, looking around
"Well, your father doesn't allow anyone up here. Except the maids to keep the dust away and to feed the fish, of course." He stated, Caia perked an eyebrow and wandered over to the fish tank, leaning down and peering at the creatures swimming merrily within
"I don't recognize any of you, soldiers, but you look well fed, welcome to my ranks and carry on." She stated in a serious tone, Thanos gave her an amused look
"Yes, your last soldier from the first squadron passed a few years ago. Blitzy." He informed, Caia glanced up and grinned
"My favorite. Stubborn until the very end." She peered into th tank and zeroed in on a peculiar angel fish. "Hmm. Your name is Fritz. I will name the rest of you later. Fritz, you're in charge." She muttered, before turning and wandering over to the blue couch and flopping down tiredly. She looked at Izel
"Make yourself at home." She said with a tired smile, Thanos wandered over and sat next to her, drawing her close
"You went today, then?" He asked, Caia sighed and set her head on his chest.
"Of course...does anyone else go anymore?" She mumbled, Thanos looked down at her and smiled sadly
"Father, Loukas and I go still. Usually the day before so you and your grandfather can be alone...your father still goes as well." He replied softly, smoothing her hair down with a gentle hand. Caia looked up at him, seeming surprised
"Really?"
"Yes, every 21st at midnight. It's where he is right now..." He whispered, Caia's eyes softened and she looked at the floor in thought. Thanos' attention turned to Izel and he smiled
"How did you meet the Princesa? Or are you one of her friends from the academy?"

Izel nodded, and murmured with a smile, "Yeah... Seems to be my defining characteristic." Answering Thanos. "And don't worry about it; it's not the first time I've been kicked out of a hotel for random, nitpicky reasons."

They filed out of the elevator, into Caia's room, and Izel smiled as Caia gravitated towards the fish tank. It was sweet, how she loved them.

Izel found a nice comfy chair, and slipping off his shoes, settled into it, crossing his legs, and leaning backwards, closing his eyes. The soft voices of Thanos and Caia were the only sound, aside from the bubbling fish tank, and it almost had a certain lulling quality. He realized Thanos had subtly stepped in to comfort Caia, and didn't really mind; she needed someone familiar, someone she knew and loved, not just some random stranger she had met earlier that day.

Eyes closed, relaxing, he almost missed Thanos' voice, directed to him. But he looked up, and smiled warmly. "Actually, I met her this afternoon." He did not mean to seem abrupt. The statement just seemed self explanatory, so he embellished only slightly. "It was my first time in town, and I wandered by the cliffs, and there she was." A slight shrug, and a small smile.
But Thanos had mentioned a school of types; Izel made a mental note to look into that.

Thoughtfully, his held tilted to his right shoulder. For a few moments, he studied the pair of them, curled on the couch together. The image begged painting, but the air laden with emotion stayed his hands. Izel had learned a while ago where the line was between beauty for the sake of beauty, and something so profoundly personal that nothing could ever even try to capture it in any way, nor should it.

After those few moments, he got up, and walked over to the fishtank. Once there, he sat on the floor, and tilted his head, watching the aquatic life swim around, dance in the artificial currents. Watching them, and everything happened today, his perpetual happy demeanor took a few minutes off, and he allowed himself to think of his mom, and imagine a different story, where she was there. It made him smile, breaking the reverie, and his smile widened.

Fritz the Anglefish was swimming around in front of him, stopping every once in a while, and looking right back at Izel, seemingly saying, "Kid, you alright?" It was enough to revive Izel to being happy again, and he stretched, got up, and walked over to Thanos and Caia. He sat down on the other side, and hugged Caia as well, putting her in the middle of a sandwich.

He looked at Thanos, over Caia's head, and said quietly with a smile, "And I'm glad I met her today. Selfishly, it's because I feel like I've made a good friend. And for her... Well, I hope I've been a help." He hugged her a little tighter.

Caia blinked as Izel squeezed into the spot next to her, before smirking slightly
"Boys, I know menage a trois was all the rage in the sixties and seventies, but I did my fair share of experimenting then, thank you kindly." She stated, Thanos blushed a little and snorted softly
"Still as classy as ever." He muttered, Caia looked at him and perked an eyebrow
"I remember a fair amount of my experiments including you, so shut up." She stated, Thanos flushed deeper and looked away
"Mei, Ecstasy does weird things to people." He mumbled, Caia snickered and leaned back against Izel comfortably
"Yes, I seem to recall that as well." She retorted, before tipping her head back and looking at Izel upside down. "For what it's worth, you have made a friend, Aztec. And I sure as hell try my best to be a good one. I must be doing something right, because I've been friends with Cantaliri over there for...about...4 thousand years? Give or take a century."
"Mei, it's just your charming personality." Thanos stated softly, Caia looked at him and perked an eyebrow, leaning forward. For a moment it seemed as if she were going to kiss him, causing Thanos to blush a little, before she blew a large raspberry in his face.

She sat back in Izel's embrace, seeming satisfied, as Thanos stared at her in shock. He wiped his face with the sleeve of his jacket, seeming to be fighting a smile.
"Classy. Really classy, Caia." He stated, Caia shrugged and folded her arms over her chest smugly
"What can I say. I have a charming personality."
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OOC: Augh short. D:

Izel grinned widely at her comment, and said, "I don't think I did NEARLY enough..." Colorful good memories of a few decades ago came into his mind, and entertaining him a moment before he returned his attention back to the other two.

The light flirting that was going on between Thanos and Caia made him grin. Playful, innocent, but with an underlying truth and sexual edge. Innocent and sexual; the contradiction was plain, but for some reason, worked for this situation.

He couldn't help but goof off a bit as well. As Caia leaned back against him, he wrapped his arms around her waist, and complained happily, "So, I'm the only one in the room who hasn't gotten to mess around with one of the others? That's... I feel like such a jealous third wheel."

As he did, his arms trapped Caia, and he began to tickle her. "I don't even know who to be more jealous of in this situation." His dark eyes momentarily fell upon Thanos, looking at him with a bit more suggestion than originally intended. But the glance was offset by the grin on his face as he continued to tickle Caia mercilessly.

After a bit, he settled down, warm on the couch, content. Every moment that passed just made him smile. He glanced at Caia, and murmured, "And for the record... I want to braid your hair." He yawned slightly, warmth and comfort making him sleepy.

Braiding hair was something he'd picked up in a few of the many colleges he went to; girls LOVED him for it. One of them had once said to him, "You're my girly friend and the campus manwhore, all in one." Only slightly offensive, and she had made it up to him later by giving him a bunch of brownies. That had ended with the both of them staring at the television, watching Scooby Doo, and thinking they were the best fucking episodes either of them had seen...

Izel shook his head with a grin, ending his train of thought. "Shall we stay up for a while, or hit the sack? We do get to go arsonist hunting tomorrow..."

OOC: Don't worry hun. ^.^ Shortness is sometimes not optional. Even if you post a sentence, I will be happy.

Thanos blushed deeply at Izel's comments
"Well...I....Uh..." He stuttered, Caia gave him an amused look, and shook her head slightly; when Izel began to tickle her. She gave a squeak and tried to edge away from his fingers, curling up slightly as laughter spilled from her mouth. Thanos stared at them for a moment, before smirking slowly and shaking his head, watching them in amusement.

As Izel's attack slowly ceased, Caia took a deep breath and turned her head back to give him a mild glare
"You're lucky I like you, punk." She stated in a completely non aggressive tone. She folded her arms in a horrible attempt at irritation and resumed her position against his chest. "And you're an odd, odd man. Perhaps I will allow you to do so later, when I'm not pretending to be mad at you." She stated firmly. Thanos smiled and glanced at his watch, before drawing Caia into his arms and giving her a squeeze. He drew back and gave her a quick kiss, before standing.
"I feel confident that the Princessa is in good hands, I should go make sure there are no issues with the front desk. Izel, it was wonderful to meet you." He stated, offering his hand in a warm, polite manner "Don't hesitate to call the desk if you or Caia need anything, yes?"

Caia snorted and rolled off the couch, wandering by Thanos.
"Yes, dear. We will call." She stated in a joking tone, before wandering over to the window and looking out at the city. She was silent and her face went blank, but there was nothing to suggest her mood had fallen.

Thanos shook his head and sighed, before flashing another smile at Izel.
"Again, wonderful to meet you."

Izel grinned, happy he had been able to fluster Thanos so easily. And almost nearly unintentionally. Flirting was something he enjoyed immensely, and had recently been getting rusty on. People had become too serious in general lately, and he longed for the light, fun, easy way to converse with people. Being able to make him blush had been an extra bonus.

Caia walked towards the window, and Izel grinned widely at Thanos on his way out. "It was my pleasure, Thanos."

Standing up, Izel complained lightly, "Shame he's leaving. He's rather pretty, Caia. You have excellent taste." He walked over to the window, sharing the view with her. Calmness surrounded him, and he took Caia's hand, intertwining his fingers with hers, and looked at her a moment, before turning his gaze back out the window, to the city below.

"Wow, it's beautiful here..." The sound of his voice was nothing but soft, and in his hand there was no implied gestures, just her hand as well. As much as the simple gesture was for her, he felt it enter his heart as well.

Izel had met many people throughout the course of his life, and kept in touch with a good portion. A much smaller amount of them had created a sense of security with him, a bond that he held close. But those were the people he found again and again, visited always, and he called his family. Caia had almost instantly become someone who he'd want to spend time with, but over the course of a few hours, had instilled a sort of protectiveness in him. It was extremely similar to the sort of protectiveness that respect and affection for one's family members imspire. He blamed it all on the fact he was a big softie, and had always been one.

She needed hugs, someone to keep her laughing, but give her space. At least from his point of view. And he was going to try to do that. But it was late, and from his experience, emotional days were draining in every way.

He glanced at her, and smiled. "Caia, sweets, let's get some sleep. It's late."