♫ Desert Bluebird ♫ [Inactive since 04/03/2013]

[Karakuri]

<sub>The twins watch their new friend go.

Lorencio was still wandering, humming to himself mindlessly, and just looking around. He didn't have to torture people to be happy.</sub>

[SoaringAway]

[[ I have no idea what I'm doing.]]

Gilda first checked up on her motorcycle and was relieved at the fact that the engineer was able to fix up the light. She checked a for a couple of minutes by turning on the ignition a couple of times with the light flickering off and on anytime she turned it on and off. She sighed in relief with a spark of joy in her green eyes but she turned off the motorcycle, grabbed a rolled up map, placed it in her pocket, and presumed to walk through the desert with the children behind her.

[Karakuri]

<sub>Neither children had  followed, talking to each other in rapid fire Lucifenian. There was a sort of "General Language" after the New Humanity took over, but regional languages still existed.

Lorencio was still wandering. No idea what he was looking for, really, but he'd find out eventually.</sub>

[Karakuri]

[Neither do I. o.O]

[SoaringAway]

Gilda kicked up a little pile of sand with her boot as she coughed alone in the moonlit sky with the cloak covering half of her face. She had this lifestyle for over 6 or 7 years, she couldn't remember it well enough since it's almost been a decade or less since she left Marlon. Even in solitude after these years, she couldn't even find happiness in enjoying being alone but it was different when she was younger; she just always wanted ot be alone and conquer the world but that dream was short lived. Gilda paused for a brief moment after a while of pondering to herself and looked up to the sky, feeling nothing but the night slowly eating away at her shadow.

[Karakuri]

_{Lorencio, caught off guard by the sound of a cough, lets out a sort of 'yelp' of surprise. Looking around for a place to hide...he finds none. "Damn it..." He thinks. Thoughts of his conversation with Renia earlier flashed through his mind: Humans possibly wanting revenge on the gods for not helping enough, people wanting to be gods themselves...or just people wanting to get rid of them altogether.}

[SoaringAway]

Gilda raised an eyebrow, hearing a girlish yelp in the distance as she turned and looked around, cautious yet calm. She noted a figure about an inch or so taller than her and it seemed to have long hair; a lost girl in the desert? "Good evening, is anyone out there?" She questioned out in the darkness as she calmly walked towards the silhouette who was frantically looking around for something.

[Karakuri]

_{"N-no. Don't come any closer, I'm armed, I promise!" Lorencio babbles the common excuse used for a cornered human, heard many times in his observations of being confronted. He backs up a little bit, nervous. Unlike Renia, he didn't actively go out and torture humans. Only the occasional prank now and then, and when Renia or his mistress ordered him to. One thing for sure was, that the boy, although his voice slightly reminiscent of his sister's, was slightly deeper, and lacked the commanding and confident air hers had.} 

[SoaringAway]

"Well, I reassure you that I am not armed," Gilda responded back wonder at why the human, hopefully a human, was fretting about. She wasn't looking dangerous, --but then Gilda looked down to herself and noticed that she was cloaked and had the majority of her face covered which was already terrifying to see in the middle of the night. She stopped her pace about five feet in front of the silhouette as she squinted down, trying to get a closer look, "I don't mean any harm whatsoever."

[Karakuri]

_{The Lesser Diety watches the woman carefully. "Why should I trust you?" He asks, looking suspicious. The mask glinted dully in the faint moonlight, but the rest of his body was thrown into shadows. From the edges of his silhouette, his hair seemed to be golden blonde, but the rest of his features, like the lower half of his face, his skin tone, and clothing, were unintelligible.}