Bryan was wrapped up in his big baggy red and blue hoodie when he approached the small unassuming white two story house. Despite it being relatively warm day Bryan was freezing, a mild side effect of his... condition. He adjusted the bag on his back before placing his suit case on the deck, and reaching his cold hand out to knock on the door, hesitating doe a breif moment. Was he sure he wanted to do this? Risk exposing someone to the danger his his condition causes? He had it under control right now but what if he lost it? He looked down at the paper he saw on thr bulletin board at the bus stop "One room avaliable, 500$ a month. Apply at house." He confirmed the address twice and... yes this was it. He reached up and pounded on the door, a little harder then he intended. "Shit," he spat, getting used to this condition was going to be rough.

Accalia heard the knock on the frontdoor as even she herself was still unpacking her things. The house had belonged to family who had recently died and she had been offered to stay there if she paid the rent, but she had soon realized that the rent was way to much to carry for one person alone. She put the last plates away in the cupboard and brushed her hair away from her face. When she opened the door she looked over the guy that was standing in front of her. He was a bit taller then she was but not by much. He was dressed in a warm hoody even though Accalia could have easily gone around without sleeves. She crossed her arms over each other, the sunlight dancing across her caramel skin. “You came for the room?”

"Uh Y-yeah," Bryan responded quickly before holding out his thinly gloved hand "Bryan," He added trying to force a small smile. He swallowed hard as his dull blue eyes burrowed their way in to this strangers. He most definitely wasn't expecting a woman to be here, but he needed the room so he would have to play it cool. He reached up and pulled down his hood, revealing his chocolate colored skin and shaved head, "I hope you don't mind a guy being your house mate, I just saw the posting at the bus stop and.." he was rambling. He always started rambling when he was nervous, hopefully it didn't throw off his... finally tuned balance, "Uh Do you mind if I come in? I-its kind of cold out here, and if i-its okay I'd like to see the room?"

“Accalia.” She said back to him as she offered him a hand and then let him into the house. “I don’t mind. I need a roommate, I am not to bothered if they are male or female.” She started to say as she let him into the house. Everything was still in boxes, barely any furniture was there. It was all still in a moving truck to get here. She looked over her shoulder for a moment to make sure that he was following. He was a weird one, complaining of the cold. “So.. you get your own room in the house with it’s own bathroom. I will show you that in a bit. The kitchen and living room are shared. I expect you to not be a slob and keep your stuff clean and neat and I will do the same. This also goes for your own room and bathroom. The living room with be furnished but you are free to add anything to it if there is room.” She started to explain as she showed him around the base floor of the house. The living room was pretty spacious with a hard wooden floor and nice big windows that overlooked a garden in the back. The kitchen was attached to it with a nice big island and had a microwave, oven and stove. There was even a nice coffeemachine already sitting out on the counter too. After she showed him around there she would climb upstairs and show him the upper floor as well. These rooms were still completely empty. “This is my room.” She pointed to the first one they passed. It was the master bedroom of the house and was quite spacious. “This will be yours.” She then pointed to the next one. It was slightly less spacious but was by no means small. She showed him the bathroom that was attached which had a nice shower and a bath as well as a nice washing basin. “There is an attic. Right now I am planning to put the washing machine and dryer up there and there will be storage space for any extra stuff if you would want it. Any questions so far?”

Bryan had produced a small raggedy notebook from his hoodie pocket as they roamed though the house. He made notes of all the rules, any major details, and so on as they proceed though the house. He took note of how nice the house was and of all the very nice appliances. Maybe this place was going go be too nice for him. He continued to scribble things down in his note book when he sketching out a small layout of the house before realizing he was acting incredibly... strange. He swallowed hard before nodding, "Just one, I have a few pet lizards I left back at the bus station is that going to be an issue? I left them there incase this didn't pan out and I had to move on, " he chewed on his lip. ",I could probably help you bring thr washer and dryer up there, " he smiled a weak fragile smile, "I think I want the room . No questions asked."

She didn’t fail to notice how the man that she was touring around the place was acting decently strange. He was making sketches and scribbling things down even though she felt like what she was telling him not that complicated. He was an oddball.. Yet maybe an oddball was exactly what she needed. She needed someone who didn’t ask question, who didn’t think weirdly of the amount of meat that was stores away in the refridgerator, or why she disappeared anytime the moon rose to it’s full potential. Perhaps he was exactly what she needed. “Yes, you can have pets as long as they also are kept clean.” She answered him. Her nose was sensitive. She would know if he didn’t clean up after himself. “And you might not have questions but I do.” She gave him a gentle smile before they walked back downstairs and she put down two folding chairs so he could sit down if he would need to. “This arrangement is.. less then ideal for me. I would rather live alone. I like my privacy and I am sure you do as well. So let’s just make sure we give each other space while we are here. I also just want to make sure I am not taking some weird hobo into my home, so I would like some kind of prove of income. Rent is due on the 1st, if you can’t make it you talk to me. If you didn’t talk to me your stuff is out by the 2nd, I promise you that. I am not difficult to deal with unless you make it difficult is all I am saying.” She give him a few moments to let that sink in. “You still want it?”

Bryan nodded before putting down his backpack and fishing out an envelope and handing it to her, "While I don't have a job quite yet, I do have money saved from when I was in college," he half lied. If only she knew about his accident that turned him in to this monster, "I think there's about five thousand dollars in that envelope and can use that untill I can obtain a stable job. If that's not good enough then that's fine." He sat in one of the lawn chairs she had set out before he wrote and scribbled something else in his notebook, "I do also like my privacy, if you let me stay here I won't bother you if you won't bother me," he paused to look for something in his note book and nodded, "I forgot to mention, I have a severe memory problem. I csn function just fine, but there are times where I just forget whole chunks of times I had an...accident in college. I write things down in notebooks to try to remember things, if you find a note book laying around please just put it in my room." He paused to think if there was anything else he needed to add, before shaking hischead, "I think that's all I got for you. Any other questions?"

She took the envelope from him and flicked through it. She wasn’t sure if it was exactly five thousand like he claimed, but it was for sure a good stack of money that would last him a good while. It would probably get him a good five months depending on how much money he spend on other things. “That should do then.” She simply said as she handed it back to him. She couldn’t help but raise her eyebrow when he mentioned that he suffered from severe memory loss. She really was just getting some kind of weirdo to rent half the place from her. Should she just wait for the next person to come along instead? In a way she was quite a weirdo herself, perhaps this only made it easier to hide her own secrets away from him. She sighed. “No, that is everything.” She just said to him as she looked around the place. “I take it you want to move in right away? Judging you said your items are at a bus stop.” She said to him. She had planned to take the week to move herself in fist, but if he was fine with being without furniture for a little bit he might as well just get in now. “It is going to take another week probably before I am completely settled in. I have two more trucks that need to arrive with items, one today. One in four days. I don’t know exactly what is in each. You can help me unload that when it comes if you want.”

"Sure I don't mind helping. Besides I've been sleeping in bus stations the last few days, sleeping on a pile of pillows wouldn't be much different honestly," Bryan responded simply before he folded his notebook in half and slipped it in his back pocket, "All I really have at the bus station is my lizards and their tank. I can carry my bags upstairs and then go get the rest of my things." He paused before digging though his pockets, and handing her a small card. "This is my number, in case I forget to come back within the next hour. I don't think I will, but if I do I'll may hop on the next bus and just leave." He felt a dull pain beginning to pound the back of his skull, not the best time for his other side to come crawling out. Probably just too much going on with his traveling, finding a new place to stay, or even just being extremely hungry. He took a mental note to eat some of his "special feed" later, hopefully it could stave off his over half until night time so he could run in to the woods to eat some raw fish or something. He let out a small pained gasp before he begsn to bundle back up. He should probably head to the station before anything nasty happens here. "I'll go do that... and I'll be back soon, hopefully the truck Is here when I get back so I can help you unload it. Would be a bitch for someone of your size to unload it all yourself."

She was happy to at least have someone to unload the truck, but couldn’t help but chuckle a bit when he mentioned it would be hard for her to unload it herself. “Ooh don’t you worry about that, I am much stronger the I look.” She smiled at him as she walked him towards the door. “Now go get your stuff, I will make sure to call you if you don’t come back.” She said as she let him out. She closed the door again and sat down in one of the folding chairs with a sigh. What an odd guy.. he even smelled different. At least it wasn’t someone who was happy and bubbly and needed to spend time together with their roommates. As long as he kept everything clean and didn’t question why she sometimes disappeared, he would be plenty good of a roommate. She went to one of the cupboards then, pulling out a back of beef jerky that she could snack on. After that she simply got back to work on the place. Sweeping the floors and mopping before the first bit of furniture would be brought inside. Better to do it now then work around it later. At least all the painting had already been done. She checked the clock that was already on the wall. “Fortyfive miutes, let’s see if he comes back soon.”