[littl3chocobo]

he had set cirro up in the red apartment in an effort to get the closest to what the brownstone was as he could. the walls and floor were wood, there was minimal metal things and it was closer to the ground floor than any of the other apartments but by the sixth day his efforts started looking more like a poor idea. cirro spent several hours every day just scrubbing. he knew better than to ask why and when the circles and brick smears began to pop up his answer was given. cirro was making wards. on the sixth day he stopped going anywhere but cirro's and home. on the sixth day he got a call