Flare/Iria
The wind moaned as it swept through the cold road of Angel Street. Despite the coldness of the day, many people were about and out, cheerfully chatting to one another, though they kept their voices low. After all, eyes were everywhere...
The residents quickly walked past one house, often tearing their curious gaze from the huge mansion. There it was: house number 13, the Williams Mansion. The unlucky house. The rumors spoke of ghosts, of a haunting. Flare didn't care. He strut with an important air, his chest puffed out in confidence. His companion, Iria, was a bit more timid, clinging to his back, trying to ignore the glances.
As the Garudor and Stargoyle made their way through the streets, people eyed them suspiciously and moved away, their low voices fading into whispers. Who were these new arrivals? What was their purpose? All eyes widened as they headed toward the mansion. The whispers heightened to a feverish chant, spreading more gossip around.
"Uh, Flare?"Iria squeaked. "Are you sure th-"
"Of course this is!"Flare held up a faded, red-colored ad. "See? House number 13. Right here, Iria."he eyed her with amusement. "You aren't afraid, are you?"
"Afraid?"Iria nervously chuckled. "There's the accidents that's been going around! I mean, we could be-"
The Garudor silenced her with a loud cough. "Everything can be explained logically, Iria."
They made their way to the imposing, grand doors of the mansion. Flare boldly knocked on the great wooden doors with his claw. He waited. The door slowly opened, and a plump looking woman with graying hair peeked through the door. "What do you want?"Her high, nervous voice scraped Flare and Iria's ears.
"We're detectives, ma'am."Iria mumbled. "We're here to-"
"Thank goodness!"The woman exclaimed. "I'm Mrs. S! Thank goodness you came! Come in, come in!"She ushered the two in hurriedly and slammed the doors shut behind them. "Come with me!"She led them down the grand hall and into a comfortable looking room. A fire warmly crackled in an enormous fireplace. "Please, make yourself comfortable here! I'll be back with refreshments later!"That said, Mrs. S left the two standing in the huge room all alone, obviously getting some food.
Iria sighed and plopped down into a velvet chair. "What do we do now?"
Flare shrugged. "We wait."