Welcome to Gaia! ::

Cecelia led Vincent down the stairs into the basement and passed all the cars and other cool equipment. A small, unimpressive door led to a small unimpressive room, with a few washing machines on one wall and some dryers along the other. In the corner was a bin full of washed but unclaimed clothes, people rarely actually checked to see if the clothes they were missing were in the bin or not and about once a month it got emptied by donating the clothes in it to this or that charity. Letting go of Vincent's hand she walked over to the bin and made a sweeping motion with her arm over it. "See if you can find something in here, we can probably cut some slits in the back for your wings," she told him, only turning to face him to be sure her words reached his ears and not to seem rude by facing a different direction while talking to him.

Cecelia smiled when Vincent found a shirt he liked. She waited for him to put it on and her smiled widened hearing the happier tone in his voice now and knowing he was smiling. "Alright, so what would you like to see first? There's the basketball court or the pool or the training room." She started listing the different things the mansion had to offer, ticking them off on her fingers as she did so. Then a thought occurred to her. "You wanna pick out your room?" she asked him curiously.

Cecelia nodded and walked out of the room again and made sure he was following before heading up the stairs towards the dorms. "You came here by yourself, did you run away?" she asked as they walked, hoping it wasn't too personal or painful a question. She was curious, she wanted to know more about the guy with the wings and threads.

Cecelia frowned, a sad expression settling on her face. His father wanted to remove his wings? That was just wrong! Her expression became slightly angry. How could anyone want to take away something so amazing? Maybe it was just because she was also a mutant that she thought like that but then her mutation wasn't exactly visible or obvious and it usually didn't freak people out anymore than her blank eyes did so she couldn't really compare. "That's horrible! Why would anyone want to do something like that???" she exclaimed, continuing up more stairs until they got to the floor all the 'dorms' were on. She stopped then and turned to Vincent. "Well, no one will suggest anything like that here," she assured him.

Cecelia half smiled and nodded. She pointed to the left side of the hall where there were a few doors. "Guys on that side, take your pick," she told him.

Cecelia nodded walking to one she knew to be empty and opened it. "Four people each but you get your own room, it's sort of like a college suite I think, see?" She waited for him to look into the open door to see what she meant. Most 'dorms' consisted of a main common room and four bedrooms, some had a bathroom too.

Cecelia thought for a moment then shrugged. "Well, I could just give you a general tour," she suggested, thinking it was probably best he got a general idea of the layout of the place before anything else. That way he should be able to find his way around by himself later right? It made sense to her. She waited to hear his response before walking anywhere though.