Success, it seemed. Even<em>too much</em>of it maybe, given the instantaneous reactions of the cat-duo. Akira grinned as he was attacked by a real battery of purring and nodded slowly to the two girls, looking them in their big eyes with an amused gaze. “We may have some, yes, Skuld…” he said softly “…but you and Maleena must follow me and do as I say for a short time. No wandering away or touching things for now… we will have more exploration later. Now… this way…”<br/><br/>He gently disentangled from the catgirls (operation that required some care when it came to separate himself from Skuld since she was firmly clinging to the fabric of his skirt… although with some firm movements and a bit more scratching behind the ears Akira managed to come out of it with only minor dress damage) and turned on his heels, beckoning them to follow him. He swiftly moved to the stairs that led to the upper floor and climbed them, while rubbing his hands together.<br/><br/>The third floor of the house was a single big room with white  (http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/4753/ns35524atticocittgiardi.jpg) as predominant color. It was a sort of study/living room full of light and very airy. It was Akira’s favored study place actually since there was nearly always natural light and there was room enough for pacing back and forth at his leisure (Akira was not the kind of guy who studied standing still at the desk… he needed movement and space in order to get the better results). Akira smiled and got into full-gear action immediately.<br/><br/>There was a squat wooden cubic thing on the side of the room. Akira walked briskly into that direction and knelt in front of it… a door slid open to reveal a white-ish interior. A whiff of cold signaled that the squat object was, in fact, a small sized fridge. Akira rummaged a bit inside and produced several wooden boxes, containing good sized portions (http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/2288/12608475487568491.jpg) of bright orange sashimi of the salmon variety and also of the deep red tuna kind. He tucked the sashimi boxes safely under his right arm and stood up smiling.<br/><br/>Next stop was a wardrobe-like thing on the side of the room… another (this time bigger) door slid open and with a swift movement, a rolled up light green and soft blanket was extracted and hauled over Akira’s shoulder… it was quite light and that was a good thing given what the young man was about to do. He turned towards the direction where the catgirls should have been if they had followed him as requested and, with a smile, said: “Last one on the roof is a gerbil.” Then, with a strangely self-confident smirk he went to the open window and… stepped out.<br/><br/>It should be worth noting that there was no balcony outside.<br/>