Ann went and grabbed new clothes then walked out the room in search of the washroom in the wooden house. Slowly she walked taking in the new surrounding.

Blaze finally reached sleep, drifting into a seemingly endless slumber.

Ann's feet creaked slightly against the wood plate floors as she made through a hall full of doors that were all open a pinch. Most of them were rooms and studies. It wasnt until the second to the last door did she find the washroom.

The two men who had captured Blaze and Ann in the forest burst from a nearby door. "Hey, it's that girl." One of them called, catching up to her.

Ann paused and turned around before opening the washroom door open wide. "Oh..um..Hey" she said shyly with a little smile.

"So, do you like-" One of the men started saying.

The other finished the sentence for his brother, "Have powers?"

Ann looked down at the question then looked at her injured hand not really answering the question asked to her.
"I should really wash up..i havent in..a long while..excuse me.." She said and entered the washroom and closed the door behind her.

The two men looked at each other, shrugging before walking off toward the way they came.

She let out a breath of relief and continued on to washup all the dirt Ann had for the past..very long while. The warm water was nice and she scrubbed through her hair roughly letting her hair color come through. Her skin was finally clean and smelled like spring flowers that had bloomed recently. Ann dried off with a towel nearby and put on the clothes that were given to her. They were much more comfortable than the filthy rags she was wearing before.

Blaze awoke as Marcia tapped him on the head with her walking stick. "Wake up." She said, her voice croaking.

He moaned and yawned before glaring at her, "What do you need?" He asked, staring into her azure eyes which reminded him of so many child hood moments, the memories almost taking over his conscious and overwhelming the concentration he desired to keep.

Ann ran her fingers through her damp hair and walked out the washroom. The hall was empty as she made it through quietly then came to a dinning table where she decided to sit at for a while.

Marcia sighed slightly, "We need to talk, Blaze." He almost scowled, but instead, turned away and walked toward the door, awaiting him to fully wake up.

Blaze gave a slight nod as his feet came with contact to the floor, "Yeah okay." He turned his hand as flames curled around his arm, smiling slightly, "What's up?"

She then scowled, "Use fire outside, how many times did Mother tell you that?" The scowling turned into a slight laugh as she walked down the corridor, expecting Blaze to follow.