((Axel's power was stolen from a 'divine' being. So it's impossible then.))

((uh..well then old spirit has to bow out? oh well, it was fun enough, sorry our chars conflicted, see you around i guess^^: ))

((You could have just possessed my body and used it...))

((funky is not in tune with me, it would not have worked))

Quiet looks on at Axel and the newcomer. There appears to be some manner of exchange going on, which might be strange to her but for the already apparently impications of invisible beings present, or possessed kitchenware at tehe very least. She decides to approach the kitchen where food is being prepared, moving slowing across the threshold and looking around at the moving pots and hovering dishes.

"It may be unwise to travel on your own," Axel said to the woman approaching the kitchen.

"Be careful."

"Do you propose we spend all our time standing in the foyer? I suppose one of us could hazard some manner of greeting."

She walked out of the kitchen, eyes still wandering around the room to see if there are other animated items that have yet gone unnoticed.

Rearranging her wings a little she gingerly sat down at one of the tables.

Axel watched the woman, baffled. He was ready to search the building, but she had sat down at the tables. Did she think that they could just walk right in and be served dinner?

The thought this over for a moment before nodding and following her over to the tables where he sat as well.

Lunaryon Blinked, tears stinging her eyes from the stench of blood. Was this where she was supposed to meet her contact? She had to find him and hurry. If not, then months of planning would swivel down the drain like the Maelstrom that set her upon this quest in the first place. She had to stop the War, And creating a spy network that would make it so that neither side could make a move without the other knowing would give her the extra time she needed to finish up her plans and make sure that she would come out the winner of this war. "How could this have happened? I had it all planned out. There was no way that the War should have started for at least another year... And who are those three new comers?..." She wondered aloud, "There is definitely another player in this game... But who could it be?" Turning to the door of the shack, she pulled it open and entered.

((Well, it seems I'm a little lost here :p.))

Quiet turns to glance at the newcomer just entering before looking back to Axel.

"Is there something you are expecting upstairs?" She recalls the earlier question the man seemed to pose to no one in particular, at least as far as she could tell.