The woman crossed her arms and looked out the window of the limo, scooting towards it and further from Jirou.

"Will you have anything sir?" The driver asked.

"None for me."

Susie continued watching the window, frowning slightly and going back to her thoughts.

(g2g, g'night.)

(Good night.)

"And you miss?"

"Nothing for me." Susie said, still watching the window.

"...." The car soon stopped.

"Where are we?" Susie asked.

"My home." When they stepped out, there was a long walkway to a large mansion.

"This is your place?" Susie asked.

"Yes. Let's get you treatment." He walked up.

Susie followed, sighing.

Jirou walked into the mansion, which seemed bigger on the inside, and led her through complex halls.

"How do you not get lost?" Susie asked.

(G2g, G'night!)

"By living here for a major portion of my life. There are distinctions, but not notable enough for theives to pick up on it." He answered.

"Interesting." Susie muttered.

He led her into a room.

Susie looked around at the room, unsure on what to say.

It had many beds in a row. "Sit."

Susie did as told.

Jirou took out a bandage.

Susie rose an eyebrow. "What's that going to do?" she asked, midly amused.

"It'll stop the bleeding." He took out a ointment.

Susie shrugged. "Ok."

"Try not to move." He put the ointment on. It stung. Badly.

"Howcan I not move when it hurts like **?" Susie snapped, wincing.

"....." He bound her cuts right away. "There."

(sorry that I was gone for so long. I was on vacation. ^^;)

"Thanks, I guess." Susie said.

"....Good." He let go. "I'll have you sent home." He walked out.

(Everyone was.)

She shrugged. "Ok."

He led her out to the car.

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