[b]Fredricka[/b]

She smiled, watching the two talk. So Djhango was from New York? She'd never been there, but she'd heard tales of it. A vast bustling city that never sleeps. Fredricka decided to keep her mouth closed and just watch. They weren't interested in anything about her anyway and she was having fun just listening to the two. When Sasha mentioned the time, Fredricka looked up. She hadn't even noticed that the forest had suddenly gotten much darker. She was going to offer to take them back, but Djhango was already gone. She stood, a slight pout on her face. She turned to Sasha. [b]"Would you like me to take you back? Even if there's nothing in the forest to harm you, it can still be a bit frightening by yourself."[/b] She said. She should know that best of all after all, she'd been living in a dark forest with much scarier things inhabiting it. 

She had barely even noticed the curiosity in the air. Though, if she was asked anything about her age, she wouldn't know how to respond. She'd seen a lot in her years. She wouldn't be surprised if they did wonder. She could feel the age in Sasha. She was much like herself, though probably older. Djhango still felt young, very young compared to the two women he'd been with. She chuckled. After centuries of living in Ireland, she still hadn't really grown up. Maybe she was the Peter Pan of Ireland. Her thoughts again returned to the family that have lived in the forest a short ways away from her home. They were American and talked about many things she'd never heard of. She learned a lot from them. She learned most of what she knew from the people that found their way into the forest, those that didn't run away from her or try to kill her. But, there were no humans here. She was safe. She felt that from the bottom of her heart. The safety and security the school and it's people brought her. Something she hadn't had in a very long time.

[b]Ethan[/b]

He grumbled as he sat up from the bed, [b]"Damned bed's too hard..."[/b] He stood up from the bed and stretched, hitting the annoying alarm with one swift movement. Why had he set it so early anyway? His face cringed with anger as he walked over to his closet and pulled on some clothes. Just a simple pair of jeans, tennis shoes, and black shirt. Not enough to really woo-hoo at, but it fit him well. Plus, black always looked good, right? He pulled on his usual jacket, one made for him by a friend back at his old high school. It was well made and reminded him of those video games he'd always seen. Kingdom Hearts? Final Fantasy? He shrugged. Maybe that was the intention, maybe it wasn't it. It fit his style though. He walked over to the living area and sat down on the couch. [i]What to do...[/i] 

He blinked, the thought finally coming to his head. The Garden! Calista! He shot up from his couch and jumped over to the window, pushing it open and jumping down to the ground. It wasn't very far, but he could feel his feet yelling at him. It took him a moment before he was able to continue running. On his way, he looked at everyone walking about. [i]Isn't it kind of early? Why is everyone up?[/i] He shook his head and kept running for the garden, his blonde hair bouncing ever so slightly. 

It was a few minutes, but finally he'd made it to the Garden, Calista no where insight. [b]"Good.."[/b] He murmured, a small smile on his lips. He hadn't made her wait. He walked over to the fountain and sat down. After a few minutes, he leaned over and laid down on his back, deciding to watch the clouds as they floated on past.