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Erica followed the American and the Brit into the apartment. She noticed the other people, but didn't speak to them, she just looked at them with slight suspicion. She looked around the room, as if judging it with her eyes. "Looks safe," She murmured, more to herself than anybody else. Without asking for anyone's permission, Erica sat on the nearest chair. "Still, this place has its flaws." She spoke to herself, but loud enough for the other people to hear.

Arthur looked back, then adjusted his sword case, lying on his hip.
"Pisitive. Alfred and I cleared all the nasty buggers out." he said, rememberif when the city was bussling and there were no mutants to clean out. Alfred patted Luca's head, and took hol of his leash, walking the dog to the elevator. Alfred punched in the numbers and soon they were flying upwards. The elevator came to a halt ad Arthur stepped out, walking into a large room.
"Let's see now... We have four guest rooms, a master bedroom, and a kitchen and three lo- I mean bathrooms." The Brit stated, before unsheathing his sword and taking it to the kitchen to clean it. The blade was around two feet long, and Alfred was always amazed by how graceful and skilled Arthur was with the sword.
"Yes, obviously, Erica but we can't live inxa five star hotel where everything is perfect so if you'd like to leave be my guest." Arthur growled, though he didn't turn around.

"No, it's fine. I'll manage." She replied, with her usual unimpressed and cold expression, but her voice implied she was mocking him. Erica really enjoyed teasing and irritating others. She was usually the opposite of sympathetic and that made other people generally dislike her. She was cold, calculating and arrogant, which most people found even more unappealing.
Erica, however, didn't care. She was fine with the way she acted and had very little guilt.
She then took notice of Arthur's sword, and smirked. "Wow, you're really practical." She spoke, nothing more but sarcasm in her voice. She was impressed by the fact he can wield it, but she still thought it was a little bit stupid to have a sword over weapons like guns, pistols, rifles, and basically any other modern weapon.

In one quick fluid swipe Arthur grasped the sword in his hand and cut a large piece of hair from Erica's head.
"Thank you." he relied coldly, voice coated witha heavy layer of sarcasm. He pushed he sword back in the case and walked into his room shutting the door quickly.
"The sword was his father's, sk it's a tough subject for Iggy. He gets mad when people talk about it." Alfred noted, leaning against the table.

"Moody..." Erica thought, as she saw him swipe the sword next to her face, cutting a bit of her brown hair. She admitted she jumped a little, but it was just because it was sudden. She wasn't scared. She had chosen not to reply to him as he replied with sarcasm as well, but his sudden anger made her smile. She found it funny and a little bit pitiful. Erica then turned to the blond with the glasses, who explained why he was so touchy about the object.
"I see." She spoke to Alfred, still with a smirk. She crossed her arms on her chest, deciding to not to interfere any more with her comments. "I'm just wasting my time on them. " She thought as she watched them, "They won't be any help. I should still stay with them. This is only my first impression, though... and it may change." She thought, plus she knew staying with them would be smarter choice because living in groups is in fact, easier. Sure, Erica never really liked working with people, finding them to be below her level, but this time she had to cooperate.

"He's not normally that...moody...somethin's got Iggy stirred up." Alfred exclaimed, and smiled.
"You guys make yourselves at home! Were going back to sleep now..." the teen called, walking briskly into the room Arthur and him shared. Arthur lay on the bed, 'slewping' and Alfred chuckled.
"I know you're not asleep dude." he teased poking Arthur's sholder repeatedly. The Brit huffed and rolled over to look at Alfred.
"Is it that weird to carry around a sword?" he asked frowning slightly.

Maxwell had decided to follow them from the shadows, since they hadn't really noticed him. He was a few feet behind them, and as soon as the house seemed to quiet down, he knocked on the door. "Hi..." he flipped his hood off so they could see his face when they answered the door. He also stood a few feet back, incase they tried to stab or shoot him. H hoped they wouldn't... it would be terrible.

Felix fallowed reluctantly and watched as everything went down. They act just like foolish toddlers, making noise and snuffling about, no better than the mutants themselves... She thought sourly as Erica commented on Arthur's sword which lead him to attack. Felix made a mental note to stay out of the young brits way. She unsheathed her sword and leaned agianst a kitched counter to polish it. The girl didn't want to talk, and she didn't want any lip from that foolish Erika girl. Foolish people... She thought Giving away their names to everyone who asked. Felix sheathed her sword and looked at her fingers, anything to keep from looking, and possibly starting conversation, with Erika.

Alfred perked when he heard the door knock.
"I'll go get that..." he said sheepishly, and Arthur groaned, floppin back down, burying his face in the pillows.
Alfred walked over to the door and looked out the peephole then seeing it was a human, he opened it.
"Hey dude whatsup?" he asked, grinning t the new face.
While Alfred was out Arthur heard a clunk againt the window. He lifted his head and stood slowly, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly. He flung open the window an found a
Mutant standing. The thing snarled, and lunged for the young Brit, but he quickly sidestepped it and sliced his blade into the monster's back. It howl in pain, before Arthur cut off it's head in one fluid motion.
Hearing all the commotion, Alfred pulled the visitor quickly in before dashing to his room. He pulled open the doors to find Arthur poking the corpse with his sword. The grit looked up and raised an eyebrow.
"What are you stator at you da** yank?" he growled, wincing as he sheathed his sword.

"Nothing much," Maxwell mumbled as he was basically thrown inside by Alfred. "Hi....?" he said to the others. "I would've joined up with you earlier... I followed you here..." he explained quietly. He glanced at the others, two boys, and three girls. Then there was he kid who pushed him in the door, and maybe another person, which might've explained the sound he heard right before he came inside. There were also two dogs, and Max smiled softly at the sight of them. He thought about calling them over to him, but hesitated. He slowly put his bag on the ground, and turned his flashlight off.

Scotty entered the house and stood quietly, he had been here lot's of times but never with so many other people. Luca had already stretched out on the couch, were he liked to lay when they stayed here. He moved when Scotty made a hand gesture. Luca snorted with annoyance and went to sit next to his master, He looked up at Scotty then over at Felix wagging his tail some, the dog stopped however when Scotty tried not to look in the girl's direction, he would look at her out of the corner of his eye but would always look quickly away. Luca snorted, Scotty was terrible around girls... he just had a strange way about him, since he was arrogant he had trouble being... polite, so he came off as standoffish. Luca stood up and walked slowly over to Felix, despite Scotty snapping for him to stay. The dog sat down at her feet and watched her curiously clean her sword, it wasn't a modern weapon but the canine was smart enough to know that Arthur carried one, they were quiet resourceful. He was a clever dog, having grown up in this world he thought more in the way of a human, than an absent minded canine. He looked over at Scotty who signaled for him to come but he simply returned his brown gaze to Felix, with a friendly tail wag.

A dog came and sat at her feet; it eyed her sword curiously and thumped its tail on the ground. Felix gave a half smile and rubbed the dog's ears. The dog happily licked her dirt hand and whined happily The dog is the only one here with a brain... Felix thought, amused. She patted the dog's head once more and felt Scotty's stare on her again. She looked up at him, he was cute. Felix might've liked him back if it weren’t for her current mindset. In her mind, relationships just meant heartbreak, because the only past boyfriend she had, died. She shivered and thought about when she was 14, before the virus came, causing some to turn into those horrid mutants. She might've grown to be a sweet, charming young lady, who shunned swords and went to live in France. Yes, that is where she wanted to be, France of Rome, out of America at least. Felix felt the dog nip and her sleeve and start to pull Dumb dog... She thought fallowing it as it lead her to Scotty Oh no... The dog barked happily, looking at its owner as if it's just received the mail and was expecting a treat. Felix rolled her eyes.

Alfred stood staring at the corpse of the mutant.
"How did it get it?" he asked, nudging it with his shoe.
"You think I bloody know?" Arthur snapped. Something had him wound up again, whichmeant he was either hurt or severly peeved.
"Iggy... Did that thing touch you?" Alfred asked, stepping clOder. Arthur shrugged, then winced.
"Arthur. Turn around." Alfred ordered, and Arthur obliged. There was a cut, about an inch or two deep on the back of his left shoulderblade. Alfred put a hand on it, causing Arthur to wimper.
"Get your h-hand off of it you g-git." Arthur growled, but it was more like a beg. Alfred picked up the corpse and pushed it back out the window; landing with a thump.
"Common we gotta get that cleaned up dude." Alfred insisted, tugging Arthur back into the main room.

Erica noticed a girl who also had a sword as a weapon. Erica decided not to comment about it. The other girl already knew the arrogant teen's opinion on swords, why waste her words and say it twice? She flinched a little as she heard someone knock on the door. She was about to stand up and see who is it, but Alfred beat her to it, so she stayed put.
She heard a strange sound and stood up from the chair immediately, slowly walking towards the sound. It came from the room of the owners of the house, so she decided to not to go in. As much as she didn't care about anything, she realized she didn't really want to meet Arthur again.
She saw them walk back to the main room, but she didn't do a thing about it, just stood and waited. Her facial expression was hard to read and rather emotionless, but inside, she was rather curious what just happened. "Considering all the possibilities... It was most likely a mutant... But Arthur is alive, which means he probably killed it, or something?" Erica guessed.

Scotty blinked when Luca led Felix over to him D*mn-it! Luca! he thought with frustration. He didn't know how to act around girls, much less a pretty girl. "I-I-I... I'm sorry!" he stuttered grabbing Luca by the collar and pulling him back behind his legs. "I need to watch him better..." he muttered putting his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. Luca growled and headbutted Scotty's legs making the boy stumble toward Felix, he managed to stop before he could hit her though.