Mavryk turned his head to look at Nate, the guy he shared the room with. He had not noticed him come in. "Oh, uh, nothing really." He replied, propping himself up on his elbows. "Just thinking about why my parents.."

He trailed off, unsure of how to end the sentence. He shrugged slightly then sat up with a sigh. "I thought you were hanging out in the 'living room' or something." He said, looking over at Nate.

Nate held back a smile of amusement. "To much drama and too many annoying people out there..." He replied semi-flatly. "And don't changed the subject." He added shortly. "Why you parents what?" He asked, eyeing the boy infront of him.

((It's a fail post, sorry but my computer is acting up, so it could crash any time now. Meaning Im not gonna sit here and type a big long post for it not to post. XD))

"Why am I here, Nate?" Mavryk asked, then shrugged. He wasn't expecting an answer for that question. "I want to know why parents left me here. Did they not like me? Did something happen to them that I wasn't told about?" He said all these quietly, and then shook his head.

"I guess I should just forget about it. Not like they're going to come back to this dump." He waved his hand at the room they were in and then pushed himself backward to lean against the wall. 

((Angel, you could have replied to Devyn, but what ev... Toodles...))

Nate smiled slightly. "Why are any of us 'ere?" He retorted and stood up. "It's nonsence to dwell on the past... What we need to think about it getting out of here... I hear Kaza is starting a small group... You should talk to 'er about it." He said before leaning up against the wall.

"Guess you're right." Mavryk murmured then tilted his head slightly. "Kazandra's starting a group? Where'd ya here that?" He then shook his head. "Nevermind. I'll ask her about it later, after she takes a rest or something." The scene of her hurt and and on the ground when he saw her entered his mind, and it he had to mentally shake his head to get them out.

"If she is planning on starting a group, are you going to join it?" 

"I guess so... I think they're what called the beating on this time..." Nate replied then paused for a second befor eadding; "At least part of what cause it..."

His ember colored eyes studied the younger male for a second before Nate got off his knees, put the floor board back and went back to sit on the sorru excuse for a bed.

"Sure..." Nate replied and lazily got up and headed for the door.

He barely tapped it and it swung open. "After you." He said and motioned for Mavryk to leave the room first.

He slumped against the door as he waited for the younger male to get up.

It was rather clear that he was not very thrilled about going to go see Kazandra, but it gave him something to do, so of course he agreed to come along.

Mavryk quickly got up and sort of jogged out of the room. He paused outside, a few feet away from the room, and waited for Nate. By how the older teen looked before he left the room, Mavryk could tell that Nate probably didn't want to be doing this, but like he was going to say anything about it. 

Nate caught up to the younger male with a few short strides before walking a bit ahead, being sure to step over the loose and creaky floor boards.

"I swaer one of these days some one is going to step on one of these rotten planks and fall through..." He muttered as he side stepped a few more times before stopping to wait for Mavryk.

"So being you've read the pages, which possition are you looking to get into is Kaza realy is starting up a group?" He asked, trying to make small chat while they walked down the dimly light hallway.

"Nice to meet you, too." Natasha replied, a bit of sting to her voice. Who was this guy? She didn't even know him, and while anyone else would know he wasn't, Natasha interpreted his tone as flirty. And she didn't like it.

( Sorry if I don't reply as often. Currently, I'm in the hospital, so. )

((Awe... What happened? O_o I'm sorry.))

Jason smiled slightly. His smiled was friendly... Something people didn't see too often in their situation.
Recognised the slight sting to her voice and lowered his hand as well as took a step or two back to gice her more space.

"Jason, stop patronizing people." A young voice said from a few feet behind Natasha.
The young silverhaired girl stood about three or four feet from Natasha. She has tucked her cane against the toe of her shoe to prevent people from tripping over it if they walked by.

"I wasn't." Jason replied with a small smile as he looked at the young blind female behind Natasha. "At least I didn't think I was..." He added then looked at Natasha.
"Please forgive me if I was agrivating you." He said with a sincere smile, bowing his head slightly before looking back at her face.