It had been about an hour by the time Rayne heard the house begin to awaken from its collective slumber.  Distantly, he heard footsteps before they disappeared down the stairwell and he decided to begin wrapping things up for the moment.  "An hour is a decent start all things considered."  He stood, stretching muscles that had grown a little stiff from maintaining his meditative pose.  Reaching out, he moved his hand through the invisible field of his magical circle, the interposing presence causing the barrier to break once again allowing the ambient magical energies of the world to pass through its perimeter.<br/><br/>Rayne considered heading straight downstairs to join the others, but decided it would be best to change out of his bathrobe and into less pajama styled attire.  Instead, he donned his long, flowing kamishimo of a layered cobalt, crimson, and forest green kimono over his torso with a black hakama clothing him from the waist down.  It was impractical for him to wear armor as a wizard, but he found the weight of his layered attire particularly reassuring.  Plus, he felt it added a certain level of exotic sexiness when combined with his feline ears and Elven features.<br/><br/>Dressed and ready for the day, Rayne proceeded down the stairs and heard the familiar voices coming from the kitchen.  Using the same gesture and word as before, set a new cleaning spell to take over where the former one had left off along the way.  "Good morning all."  He said cheerfully, brushing off the small amount of clutter from a stool in the kitchen before sitting upon it.  "I hope I wasn't the only one who had a good time last night."<br/><br/>For a moment, he couldn't help but ogle at Ryoko; he always found her casually risqué outfits very appealing to the eye.  Among other portions of the body.  Reluctantly, he tore his eyes away from her body and found himself in a similar situation when they fell upon Sasha.  Though his gaze didn't linger nearly as long as it had upon Ryoko's.  Rayne was rather intimidated by the powerful barbarian, though it shown more clearly in her actions rather than her casual appearance.  Many a fool had underestimated her based upon her looks and received one hell of a punishment for doing so.<br/><br/>Eventually he looked towards Aramil; the man was to suave what Rayne was to smart.  Ever since he'd known the man, he's been envious of that, but given a choice Rayne would still stick with his own talents rather than trading them for those his compatriot's.  "For you that was more of a rhetorical question."  He said with a wolfish grin.  "How many did you end up dragging down to your lair with you last night?"