[hr][hr][center][color=Silver][i]"Disappearing is the only thing I'm needed for. Eternal solitude is all I deserve."[/i][/color][/center][hr][hr]

[h2]8:30 AM[/h2]

It was quiet. Like normal. Though the birds chirped ever so softly outside that jogged a very tall almost bleached white man out of focus from his drawings. Pale lavender eyes blinking slowly as he stared down at his sketches for his next manga book, he slowly removed his oval shaped glasses and set them on his desk. Drawing slender fingers against the tired eyes to ease them awake. It was already morning it seemed, it felt like time just flew by. Perhaps he should call it a night then, since he got a lot of work done. Alver tended to stay awake at night, and sleep during the day. Those who knew of him often referred him as vampiric because of this. It was a custom he had grown accustomed to after some time. To avoid the sunlight as much as possible. He hadn't had much reason to leave the house anyway ever since he broke up with Lucas. Before then was even rarer. Especially after father died...

Giving a slight yawn, he stretched out a little before standing up from his desk. Setting down his pen, the white haired man glanced over the collection of figurines, manga books, posters, and plushies before moving toward the closed curtains and pulled it aside. Examining the outside, to find some satisfaction of having a dimmer light despite being morning. It looked pretty cloudy, and might rain today. Perhaps after a three hour nap or so, he could go take a walk at the park. For now, perhaps he should have some tea before going to bed.

So, Alver headed out of the room and down the stairs. A soft meow could be heard and once he took the final step to the first floor, a grey ball of fur rubbed up against his legs. With a smile, the tall pale man bent down and stroked his slender fingers against the affectionate feline's head. [b][color=silver]"...Morning Miko."[/color][/b] he greeted the cat gently before continuing on to the kitchen to make his cup of tea.

There was no denial that it was a bit lonely... but that's alright. He at least had Miko and since he moved here, it has been rather peaceful. No buckets full of paint falling on his head, no chittering neighbors within earshot, no looming stares.. no children gossiping and using him to play chicken, it was rather alright when he thought about that.

[h2]8:59 AM[/h2]

After a cup of tea and taking some time to relax, he washed his cup, put it in the dishwasher before heading to bed. Flopping down on the bed face first, he mumbled as Miko decided to jump on the cushy bed as well and promptly step up along his back. Kneeding it before curling in a ball between his shoulder blades. The albino gave a few mutters of disapproval but didn't move from his position. Too tired and comfy to really care about his feline deciding to use him as a personal heated pillow. Slowly, he removed his glasses and set them down on the nightstand. Just a little nap would do.

[h2]9:00 AM[/h2]

About a minute into his nap, he could hear something outside. Before long, his door was being knocked upon. Head jetting up in alarm, Alver whipped his lavender eyes toward the direction his front door was. This of course caused Miko to give mew of complaint as she padded off his back, alarmed by the sudden movement. Confusion etched its way on his slender face as he tried to think of who this mysterious visitor could be. Lily hadn't scheduled a meeting had she? No he couldn't recall any. Mother still was out at work, so she wasn't stopping by anytime soon. Lucas? Hopefully not. There wasn't really anybody around that would bother walking all the way over here since he lived in the more woodsy part of town. Just so he can avoid people. Perhaps some salesman? Maybe. 

Ugh... He did not want to go open that door. It meant he had to socialize. No. No, It's fine. It was rude to not answer it, so he better just suck it up and deal with it. Glancing up on his back wall, was a sword displayed on it, and he gave a minor prayer. [b][color=silver]"Okay. For emergencies, Sakabato... check. Guide me well Kenshin."[/color][/b] he mused before rolling out of bed. Running his hands quickly over himself to flatten out his clothes to look somewhat decent. He wore a plain white silky shirt, unbuttoned to the middle of his chest. Hugging his slender frame. Wearing beige sweat pants and a pair of white socks. His white hair reaching just pass his shoulder blades, hanged loosely and was only mildly disheveled. Quickly he ran his fingers through it to flatten it a bit. Muttering as a strand frizzed out and he'd have to try and flatten it again quickly. Not exactly formal wear, but it would do. He wasn't planning on having visitors for long. Long enough to find out what they wanted then shooo them away.

Walking out of his bedroom, he headed to the front door, peeking his head from around the staircase cautiously to stare at the door. Moving his eyes toward the batman bat the rested just beside the door, he took a deep breath. [b][color=silver]"Batman Bat... double check... Hopefully I will not need your services, Dark Knight."[/color][/b] Alver murmured before taking another deep breath to get his composure. Okay, everything was alright. He was a tall, intimidating, odd looking man. It was all fine. If anything weird happens, he can totally scare them off. Just intimidate them, use the vampy/ghostly features to the advantage. They don't have to know that he totally wouldn't hurt a fly. Nope. 

Once he got his bearings, Alver walked to the door, posture straight and his lavender eyes narrowing seriously. Pressing his hands against the door, he took a look through the peephole to examine his unexpected guest. Guests apparently. It was difficult for him to see clearly through the peephole, but it seemed to be two boys. One pretty small with black hair, the other pretty big and beefy with blonde hair. Hesitant to open the door, he bit his bottom lip in minor suspicion before shaking his head to get up the courage and just interact. So he opened the door, slowly, before fully revealing his tall pale form. Lavender eyes staring down at his two visitors. Thankfully, his porch protected him from sunlight even on sunny days, so he could safely stand at the door. 

Alver opened his mouth slightly to say something before pausing as he felt... a sort of familiarity. Squinting his eyes as he fully looked over the two shorter men, they soon snapped open wide as recognition finally came to him. That baby face.... that air of jovial joy that surrounded a giant being... No.. it couldn't be. 

How? Why? When? What?

Harpy and Teddy.... or in other words Zachary Harper and Julius Graham. Alver was not prepared for this. Not at all. He hadn't seen these two in... years. He was for sure he had disappeared from their lives. How in the blueberries did they find him?! For whatever for?! Did mom tattle? Did Lily decide to play a sick joke on him? Did someone stalk him home?! Once full reconition and movement was allowed, Alver immiedietly tried slamming the door. Despite feeling... a part in his heart filling with joy... a great part of it was utter terror. Though his expression remained blank other than mere surprise, his mind was trying to retreat.

[I][color=silver]"Mission abort Mission abort Mission abort! Noping out of Nopeville!"[/color][/I] He couldn't help but think in his mind. 

Sadly, it would seem that his attempt to complete shut out his childhood friends was met with failure as Julius managed to catch the door. Right eye slightly twitching, he took a deep breath before crossing his arms over his chest and narrowed his gaze into a full on glare. Well. That didn't work.

After a few moments of silence, Alver finally managed to speak. [b][color=silver]".....You have five minutes to either leave. Or explain what you want. Or I'll drain all of the life essence from your body..."[/color][/b] The ghostly man's voice spoke out in a minor threat. It was a bit silky and elegant, yet sharp. Though in reality it was empty. He wouldn't actually ever hurt them. Still if they left then all the better. Playing the weird ghost or vampire worked on the kids sometimes... He appeared to be annoyed, though not necessarily at what they were currently doing. Honestly, Harpy dear probably had some silly plan and dragged Teddy into it. It wouldn't be surprising. Really, he was more glaring at Zachary's hair, as he looked over the two of them. Considering his mode of proper escape was just halted, he might as well check out his friends and see how they grew up. Teddy definitely got bigger and put on some muscle, but Harpy still had that pretty face. But he dyed his beautiful red hair! Little twerp!

Course, Alver held his tongue. He wasn't Harpy's mother, so not like he could complain. But for the love of all that is holy... Zachy has such a pretty shade of red hair.