Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160409225740

Inside the room was an either worrying or perculiar sight, depending on opinion.

The inside of the shack had been somewhat cleared out, with a lot of the rotten and gone barrels and boxes of spoiled food shoved over against the walls or in the corners of the room. In the middle was the kettle of broth hanging above a fire with stone slabs keeping the fire from spreading all around. Around the kettle where a few crates turned upside-down to work as benches.

On one side near the entrance Ana sat on one of the crates, hugging the Large Mouse into her chest with the Nightmare sat down beside her, her hand resting assuringly on her shoulder cooing to the human.

Opposite to the group sat Clair, having draped the lower part of the robe Alec lent her over the crate for soft seating while she avoided any and all eye-contact with the group of hugging mamono showering the human girl with compassion and an unconscious aura of Demonic Energy. The slums vampire sat rather tucked in place to make herself seem as non-present or small as possible while she stirred the broth with a wooden spoon.

Outside Percival gave the door to the shack a nervous stare as he mumbled well under the volume that would allow others to hear him. "As soon as I enter they'll get mad again.. I just know it, and the smell has nowhere dissipated since.." ('=_=)

Not seeming to mind the whole cutesy grouphug from the girls Dunnel forced his large frame through the door opening again and claimed three crates for him to sit on, sizing up how big to make the chunks of meat that would go into the warm mix of foliage soup.