This is a really big house..Blair didn't dare look up at him as the door opened, watching as it squeaked slightly and revealed an empty hallway. As she stepped inside carefully, Kit at her heels, it appeared the entire bottom floor was empty, but upstairs she heard voices, talking and laughing.
She glanced behind her at Take as the door closed with a click. She approached the end of the hall, in front of her a flight of stairs, to her right the living room and to her left a dining room. That's when she heard heavy footsteps above, and quickly descending the stairs.
She looked up, and standing there was her brother, with a mop of dark hair and chocolate colored eyes. He looked nothing like her, much heavier and tanned quite darkly with a round nose and wide eyes. She recoiled quickly, nearly bumping into Take. "Chris, I—"
"Mom!!" Her brothers loud voice, echoing harshly in the large empty space of the stairwell, making her wince. He didn't even look twice at her, his stare behind her instead. "It's Blair! She's back and she's got some freaky looking dude with her!"
From above, Blair heard a chorus of voices, Isabelle speaking hurriedly in French, and Isabelle's younger sister's questioning voice and the high-pitched, grating yell of her mother that made Blair flinch and cover her ears, eyes flashing a feral gold for a few seconds.
"Blair Helena Connor!"
Take calmly put a hand against Blair’s back, in attempt to comfort her. He stared at Blair’s stout brother, raising a brow, Is he Blair’s brother..? They don’t look related..
“Yo” was all he said to him as he waited for Blair’s mother, ignoring the fact that he just got called ‘freaky looking’. Other than the yelling, Takes ears focused on the faint language that he didn’t understand.