"Alright," Miranda, the young teenage girl under protection of the Legio Aurea said, staring at a barebones room in front of her, "If you ask me, this place could look less like a prison and more like a home." The room had little more than a singular window, a closet door, a bunkbed, and another door to a one person bathroom that was shared the two residents of the room. The girl crossed her arms and looked determined.

"I agree. It could stand to be a little more comfortable. It's reminding me a lot of Mr. Forte's place." Kimen frowned at the room. Forte at least had a comic book collection and a computer so maybe his place somehow managed to be a bit homier than this place. "Its pretty dull and depressing."

Miranda nodded in agreement. "I personally don't mind living around a bunch of zealots hunting demons and witches, but, I don't want to feel like I'm being punished for it." Miranda walked over to the bed, which didn't even have sheets. "Hmm... Hey Kimen. What's your favorite color? We're the only ones here so I think we'll have free reign over our decorations."

"I rather like yellow...or purple." Kimen made her way to the window and looked out, "Going to need to get some curtains too, especially since we are up in the mountains. Winters are going to be really, really cold and snowy I bet. And a rug for the floor would be nice too." Kimen folded her arms and turned back to Miranda, "Any idea where we are going to find this stuff though?"

Miranda shook her head. "Umm... No. I don't, actually." She rubbed her neck as she tried to get an idea. "I'm sure there's a supply closet somewhere. I mean, this place has only been fully built for, what, a week? We shouldn't have that much trouble finding some paint or extra blankets. As unnerving as Edmund can be at times, I doubt he'd just throw us down here and let us freeze to death."

"Unnerving?" Kimen tilted his head to the side. It seemed like an odd thing to call Edmund. The man had been nothing but kind to Kimen. "I'm sure he just overlooked things. He probably has a lot on his mind right now and all." The child offered with a small smile.

"Yeah, I know. It's just... the way he holds his staff... and... that wind spirit he bosses around seems.. familiar somehow. I dunno. It's probably just me." Miranda shook her head violently to shake away the feeling and tried to change the subject. "Anyway, let's see if we can't at least find some bedsheets. I don't want to be cold up in the mountains."

"Huh." Kimen scratched the back of her head looking confused, and while the child wanted to discuss the matter futher and hopfully reveal that it was probably just a misunderstanding the girl didn't seem to want to continue on the subject. "Alright, let me just put my belongings on my bed first." Kimen walked up to the bunkbeds and looked between the top and bottom bunk, "Um...Which one is mine, and which one is yours?"

"umm, you're shorter, so, go ahead and take the top one." Miranda's lack of belongings was painfully obvious. She had been barefoot since she first arrived, and whatever clothes she wore seemed to be a bit too big on her, having been donated. "Besides, you strike me more adventurous than me. I'm fine staying ground level."

"Hehe, alright." Kimen grinned and tossed his book bag up onto the top bunk. With that decided he was already making some plans to put a shelf up there to hold his current reads as well as some of his personal belongings. The child then made for the door, excitedly, "So we need curtains, paint, bedsheets, maybe some shelves...I might be able to dig up a few second hand things. Thats pretty much how I decorated my secret base. I should show it to you some time!"

Miranda liked the sound of that. "Sounds like fun!" She turned towards the door and opened it, out to the only slightly more decorated hallway. The Concrete and stone walls had lamps placed systematically around. The floor had a few long rugs across the floor. It was medieval to say the least. "Now, if I was a closet, where would I be...?"

"I guess we could just try going door to door. Either that, or we can see if we could ask someone." Kimen suggested. Of course, no one appeared to be in sight at the moment, "Guess we just choose a direction and go with it until then."

Miranda nodded. "I guess they're all out doing something witch hunty." As she looked down both ways, she shrugged. "Left." As they walked down, Miranda kept trying the doors, most of which were locked. Eventually, one opened to a room filled with various cleaning supplies. Miranda shrugged. Good a place to start as any.

"Hm... I don't think we are going to find too much in here." Kimen said, stepping inside and looking around. Brooms, mops, buckets, soaps... the child shuffled through the assortment of items frowning, "Maybe we can find a furniture shop or something. There is bound to be one, right? I doubt all the furniture in this place was hauled up the mountain from Truce."

The young girl shrugged. "...Truce is that place by the ocean, right? Yeah, I don't think that everything's from there." She stuck her hands in her pockets and searched around a bit before sighing. "I'm broke. Actually, I don't even know what the currency here is. What about you?"

"I have a little money, but probably not enough to do much. The best I can do is probably get some second hand curtains, sheets, or things to hang on the wall. Not all at once though." Kimen admitted, looking a little down. He quatted down poking at some containers stacked on the floor, "Is this paint?"

Kimen found a collection of paint of multiple colors. White seemed to be alost gone, but all of the primary colors were there. Definately enough for whatever the two kids had in mind. Miranda looked around some of the taller shelves and found some brushes and rollers. "Well, that's a step in the right direction."

"Progress!" Kimen cheered, picking up some of the cans. They were surprisingly heavy, maybe because these colors weren't used very much. "Not a priority, but still a good find." she seemed excited. This was just like a scavenger hunt!

Miranda picked up what was left and began carrying them back to the room. Perhaps it was good that they found them first before they had more things in the room to worry about getting paint stains on. After a short time looking at the walls, Miranda had an idea. "How about instead of just a solid color we make a sort of mural? Like, paint a few pictures or something?"

"That sounds like a great idea! We'll each take different walls and paint something really awesome!" Kimen knelt down and started to open up the various cans of paint, trying to figure out what kind of painting he wanted to do.

"Hmm..." Miranda looked at one wall, and thought long and hard about what to paint. Finally, she decided. "I'm only going to need one wall, if that's okay." she picked up a small, thin brush with black paint and began outlining a few things to start out with.

Kimen picked up the orange and the yellow paint as well as a roller and pan before nodding to Miranda and moving over to one of the bare walls. "What are you going to paint?" Kimen asked, pouring the yellow into the pan where the roller was.

Miranda moved to get a darker shade of blue. "An island," she said. "And a shipwreck." She began faintly brushing in the ocean and the waves below the black outline of the island. "It just seems special to me, I guess. The mountains don't really strike me as my kind of place. I'd rather stare at the ocean."

"Did you used to live by the ocean?" Kimen asked, taking the roller out from the pan and standing on her tip-toes to paint the wall infront of her.

Miranda thought for a moment. "I think so," she said. "I think I remember always being able to hear the waves as I woke up. But, I could just be imagining things." Miranda took a paint lid and dripped some of the white paint onto the blue lid, making a makeshift pallet for her to mix a lighter shade on, and she seemed to paint only half of the sky. The other half she kept gray.

Kimen created a large circle in the corner with the yellow paint, though it was a bit on the crude side. Amnesia seemed pretty scary. Hopefully the girl would be able to get her memories back soon. "So how did you come to live here?"

Miranda took the darker shade of blue and made a rainstrom fall from the gray side of the sky, down from some black outlines of clouds. "I don't know. I was alone on an island for awhile before Caius, Zendra, and Balbadorf came. I found a shipwreck nearby and I just assumed that's where I was from. It makes sense, right?" She took some brown and began to outline a boat by the island on the rainy side. "But, you probably think that's crazy."

"Uh-uh." Kimen shook her head mixing the yellow and a little red to create a yellow-orange, "If you don't remember then I guess those are the best clues you got, right?" Kimen started painting the wall again, making the sky. "I am sure you'll remember more over time. Maybe something will eventually click!"

Miranda just touched up the rest of the details of the shipwreck. "I hope so too." She stood back and sat down, looking at the simple mural. "Hey, Kimen," she asked, "How well do you know Ariel? Is he nice?"

Kimen finished up the last portion of the sky and moved on to the next color; a dark purple which he planned to use for some mountains. "Yes! Mr. Ariel is really really nice! The two of us made shapes in the clouds together once though I really wasn't good at it. I've been practicing though! As soon as I get a chance I want to show him what I can make now!" The child seemed excited by this. And he hoped Ariel would be free again soon so the two of them could play together again.

"Oh yeah," Miranda said with realization. "You do magical things like that..." she sighed. She leaned back and looked at the ceiling. "Maybe I should try that. It seems easy enough, right? I mean, what else am I going to do?"

Kimen put her brush down and moved over to where Miranda was, sitting down onto the floor and crossing her legs. The child studied her for a long time, looking her over from head to toe while tilting her head to one side to the other, "You actually have quite a bit of your own magic. You'd probably be able to do a lot!" Kimen leaned forward, reaching out and lightly touching the girls arm.

The girl let out a slight chuckle. "If you say so." Miranda's eyes of green and blue seemed to light up. "I don't think I'm anything special though. Just some random girl who showed up on a random island in the middle of nowhere."

Kimen frowned, then shook his head. "To be honest, determining what a human is aligned with is a lot harder than determing an object but... If I were to make an educated guess, it don't seem the same as Ariel or myself, and if your painting and connection to the ocean suggests anything I would say maybe you are aligned with water?" The child smiled lightly. "You do actually kind of seem like someone who has a water innate."

the thought was amusing enough. "Alright. Maybe I'll look into studying magic after all. I think Caius might get upset, but, what does he know? He keeps Edmund and you around, after all." Miranda thought a bit. "Do you have any books or something I can read? We could..." She looked around the room. "We need a bookshelf. Badly."

"Well, if Caius is from the same world as Mr. Kent or Mr. Edmund was then magic was pretty taboo. Apparently it didn't come naturally from each person but from Demons. Here though, its a bit more abundant and acceptable. And there are plenty of books on the subject available in the libraries." Kimen stood up, "I also have a few, I'll let you borrow them."

Kimen returned to the wall he was working on while Miranda went back to work applying the last bits of paint to her work. The two worked in silence, concentrating at their task. Later curtains and sheets were found and added to their rooms, and much later than that, Miranda found some planks that they two of them could use as shelves.