"Are you crazy! Do you remember what she did to your sister or have you forgotten already? Your sister didn't even see her when she attacked and what makes you think that you can march up there and shoot her and she won't be waiting for you?" Ebony asked nearly choking on her words. "I don't know if either or you two have forgotten, but there is a insane killer up there waiting to kill us all! We know about these immortals and that probably gives her enough reason to kill us."

 Isis followed Drake and looked at the book. "Really...I wonder if it says anything about Harrison or the person who had this doll."

Drake narrowed his eyes, he jabbed a finger at Ebony, his saddness shown in his eyes.. "I will never forget.  Do you know how much it hurts me?  To know that i couldn't save her?  I see Yukita drink that blood as if Carolyn was as important as a cup of milk." he stated, his tone cracking after the word 'forget'.   He turned back to Isis... well the date is pretty far back, lets go take a look... he flipped through the pages...the pictures getting older and older with age.

Drake shook his head at Elanor..."I just dont know...  I have only heard about 2.  But I'm sure this Morana charracter leads more... she wouldnt just have the slow, dim whitted Gargoyle, amougst her kind.

((im not sure if they had photos in the 1600s but we will pretend xDD))

"Well, if she is immortal, how do we kill her?" Eleanor wandered over to Drake leaving Rel sitting down on the floor (You can kill him if you want). She gazed at the pictures with a thoughtful look in her bright eyes. "That person looks like my mother." Eleanor remenisced as she saw a picture of a beautiful woman from a reall old picture...

((I was thinking about making Aki her mother, but then I decided not too...))

((Lol. No they didn't, but we can pretend.XD))

 "Okay, I thought you did, I was just checking though, ya know, incase there was a slim chance that you weren't some crazy person trying to kill himself, but I guess that just cut that chance in half." Ebony snapped back showing anger for the first time.

 Isis sighed. "Hm...Well lets see if they have any names or anything in here." She said about to grab the book when Eleanor walked over and said someone looked like her mother. Isis didn't know her mother. She didn't know what she looked like, what she acted like or really anything about her because her mother died while giving birth to her and not long after her father also died...Or more like disappeared and was never found again.

 "Okay, how about this Harrison dude? Does it say anything about him?" Isis asked.

 Ebony rolled her eyes. "Okay, whatever." she said watching Drake put some bells on the handle. "Does the doll have a name or somewriten or stiched onto it?" she asked walking over to it and looking it over.

The clicking noise started up again on the wooden cieling... the bells thumped lightly. 

Drake clenched his fists, "Show yourself, demon!" he screeched, grabbing the shotgun.  "i've had enough with this over grown falcon..." he growled, about to open the door when a thump was heard overhead, making him recoile back to his seat.  "Strike me now!  i can't take the taunts." he stated bitterly sitting back into his seat and looking at the doll..."Could you check?  Perhaps a date?" he questioned...turning the pages to the date on Harrison's note.  "Here he is... he had a family of 6 if you include him.  Im guessing thats his wife and their children." he said, pointing to the photo... th eyoungest child couldnt have been past a year.

((OMG. I just htought of something weird.O_O))

 "Hm...It says 1792. And it has the name Steffie on it." Ebony answered as she spotted the words stitched into its leg.

((*Fail*))

((Oh my goodness! A living doll!>D))

((what did you think of?))

Drake flipped through the pages, marking Harrison's page with a napkin... he flipped to the date 1792 and scanned the page...  he couldnt make out some handwritting..."Any of these say steffie?" he asked, "Or stephenie or something?"

((omg morana should show up in a picture xDD))

Yukita growled, thouroughly annoyed now the topics the humans were talking about were boring her to death. Suddenly pain shot through her skull where her head had hit the wall earlier and all the wounds Morana gave her seared in pain. It was so immense that she cried out in a shrill shreak, falling to the floor as she did. The grey color slowly faded, the tatto on her back also pulsed fire through her veins. She hit the floor with a loud crash, still shrieking bloody murder. Is this Morana's doing? She thought taking her head in her hands as if that were the key to stopping the pain.

Drake slammed his fist on the table, "excuse me." he growled...standing up and approaching Yukita.  "Well well.  Now I know why Karma spares no one.  or nothing." with that he disappeared back into the main room, glancing back at the pictures.

((Harrison's who's dad?  it cant be any of the humans because he died in the early 1800s.  do you mean the immortals?  Morana is thousands of years old so not her... aki?))