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An old abandoned mansion that is still pretty together for a place this run down, foreboding and haunted looking. It lies on the far outskirts of Blessed Cemetary and is home to Xenovix and now Vincent. The main entrances don't work. The broken windows may or may not allow you in.

Pictures pending

Xenovix led him away from the Opera House and to a far place on the other side of Blessed Cemetary. Then opened a rift to lead the man into the house. The entrances didn't work. Once inside he shut it. "This should do nicely...its home sweet home. You can call it yours too." He stated simply. Falling silent and turned lights on.

Xenovix looked at Vincent and blinked a bit. "Sorry?" He said in a questioning way. The guy didn't look so hot for a second. He blinked a bit. Then started moving again. Moving towards the living. He seemed to float and stand on a couch then lowered down to sit on it. He sighed a bit. He ran a hand over his eyes. He remembered the time he brought others here...so long ago. So long ago since he had anyone to talk to or call friend. He froze as a memory went through his mind. Since the day he broke the rules...the rules that few dared break...yet he did.

Xenovix pulled out a picture from within the blade of his scythe. It was black and white. He looked at it almost in the same way that Vincent spent all those years staring at a crystal. He looked at the image. He glanced to Vincent when he sat down. He moved the picture back into the blade of his scythe. He hid his face. "I made my own grave yet here I am...standing alone against a world that either never sees me or only sees what they wish..." He stated completely at random.

Xenovix realized what he said and stood up. Moving away from Vincent. "Forget that...I did not mean to say that outloud." He stated. Moving away from him and left the scythe hanging near Vincent on the couch. He moved back and forth as he ran a hand through his hair. He lifted his gaze to the ceiling as if the heaven's would tell him what to do. Silence...figures. He sat down on the coffee table as silence hit them. He said nothing. He looked at Vincent then found interest elsewhere.

Xenovix looked at him. Sighing and hid his face in his knees. His hair fell to frame his face a bit. Sighing a bit as he looked at Vincent a moment later. He didn't know what to say. He shook his head. "You would say that...but you are wrong...I've done the greatest crime a Reaper can do..." He said softly. He closed his eyes. "I couldn't bear to lose them...my one and only friend."

Xenovix's head shot up. "Gyaaa...just forget all that. I forgot I wasn't alone." He stammered. Flushing as he waved it off. "hahahahah....never mind that. I was thinking out loud. Bad habit of mine from being alone all the time." He said. Flushing and then returned to normal. "Anyways...do you need to eat? I don't but sometimes do just because..." He said simply.

Xenovix cheered up when Vincent shook his head. "GOod. Thank the heavens for that. I don't either. I learned to do it so others wouldn't be uncomfortable. Well and I have a bit of an addiction to chocolate with caramel." He said. Looking more relieved that Vincent didn't have to eat then anything else. "Well that makes it much simpler than." He said. He fell silent again. He leaned back. "I was going to be feeling awkward if I had to shop for food I really won't remember is there unless someone else needs to eat." He said with a genuine smile which lit up his face. "Its like you hold conversations without saying anything...its rather fascinating."