Jared jumped when he felt the fire. Quickly, he went about patting it out before he grumbled, "God, I hate bloody magic."

He sighed and walked with Lexio on his head, not bothering to move the bat back to his place. He sighed as he reached his room and shed the burnt pants. He reached up a grabbed Lexio, careful of his wing and placed him on his bed. He shed his shirt as well before he sat down next to the bat. He helped up onto his finger and leaned back against the wall and smiled at the bat, "Well, I'm glad you're doing good..."
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It was late that night or early that morning, which ever you wish as Skye stood from her spot drawing. She looked at her picture of Alucard and pursed her lips. She stunk out into the hall and walked as quietly as she could to the lounge room where she had met everyone. She looked up at the picture that hung there. At first, she had thought it was a picture of Dracula, but now that she looked at it again, it was clearly Alucard. She walked over to the painting and inspected the paint. She pursed her lips, the paint was old... Which made no sense. If the painting was old, it couldn't be Alucard, he was only nineteen and the picture was a spitting image of him now. She looked down at her own drawing and pursed her lips, returning to the art room. Sitting in front of a new blank canvas, she started to paint Alucard and his hauntingly red eyes.