(I'm doing a Bloodbath post before I take Aya out, only because this damn idea won't leave my head and it's been awhile since I posted, and I want to post, and I can't figure out how to fade Aya into the NPC void without killing her... which I'm NOT doing. So I won't involve Leon until I fade Aya away, that way I won't have three characters in play)

Shuya "Steve" Habasaki slowly opened his eyes and yawned, complete with a stretch. He'd had a quiet dreamless sleep, or at least wasn't aware of any dreams. Slowly getting out of bed he looked out the window. It was still dark, but the sun would be peeking over the horizon soon enough. He always got up this early. Less people in the mansion. People made him nervous, even if they hadn't noticed his presence. Trudging to the bathroom, he did the usual morning emergency, then turned on the shower and stripped off his boxers. Stepping under the warm water, he just stood there for a while, thinking. Just thinking. Toying around in the little Multi-Mension that existed in his head. It was one of his favorite pastimes, next to ping-pong, video games, anime, and graphic novels. But those required things other than just his brain. Twenty minutes had gone by before he remembered he still needed to clean up, so he soaped up, washed off, shampooed, washed that off, then shut off the water. He dried off, then brushed his teeth real quick. All in all, it took him about half an hour. He knew guys were supposed to be fast, but screw it, he liked to think. Was that so wrong?

Stepping into his room again, he fumbled around in his dresser, grabbing some green boxers, torn-at-both-knees blue jeans, a blue Iron Man t-shirt, and his everyday plaid unbuttoned, button-up t-shirt. Today's was light-blue and white and had a small hole in the top of the breast pocket. Oh, yeah, and white socks with holes in the bottom, too. He got dressed and slipped on his faded white (more like grey) sneakers. Heading back to his bed and bedside table, he grabbed a quick feel of his security blanket (which was really just four chunks of a sleeping bag he'd gotten like, eight years ago, and seriously can't sleep without) and picked up his current comic, a Zenescope TPB titled [i]Robyn Hood: Wanted[/i]. Leaving his room, he slipping the key into his rear pocket and made his way down to the kitchen for some solitary breakfast. Imagine his surprise at not one, but [i]three[/i] people hanging around.

The blue-skinned ninja he recognized. He was Magnus, a teleporting rookie X-Man who Steve thought was pretty cool, if a little startling. But the other two he failed to recognize, and that made him a little nervous. One was a kind of bug man, while the other was a walking/floating rainbow. He could already feel his blood starting to harden. Keeping his eyes on the newcomers, he made his way to the fridge and got some milk, then went to the pantry and procured some Fruity Pebbles. Pouring a bowl and drowning the cereal in milk, he left the box out for seconds and placed the milk back, then grabbed a spoon and took his bowl to his favorite spot. The farthest corner of the room from anything and anyone, where he proceeded to eat and read his book, but remaining cautious and alert.

Luckily, it didn't seem anyone even noticed his existence...