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

[Karakuri]

_{Lorencio pulls his hand away rather quickly. "Ah, it's fine. I have other clothes back at the place I work." He promises, smiling. Point was, if Gilda mended his sleeve, both his sister, his boss, and his semi-bosses (they're over him but not of much concern to him) would ask questions. Gear never asked too many nosy questions, but he didn't want any curious looks from the Master of the Court's servant either.}

[Hmmmnnn....Master of the Heavenly yard and Gear? Unless you wanna be either of them. Honestly, I have no preferences.]

[SoaringAway]

[[I'll go after Master of the Court and Master of the Hellish Yard then; they seem fun to be.]]

Gilda nodded in content if Lorencio did deny the help, "Ah, alright." She placed down her hood and flatten up the tip so it wouldn't wrinkle. She glanced around to see the sparking body and she sighed, "It's a shame to see humans waste themselves like that."

[Karakuri]

_{"I don't get why anyone would fall for something so obvious. 'Save resources'? Look where that got you all." Lorencio sighs, gesturing to the desert surrounding them.}

[SoaringAway]

Gilda could feel a hint of Renia at how Lorencio responded towards her comment since  Renia would have said most of the times when she tried reasoning with her that not all humans were stupid. "It got us all here whether or not we wanted it; things were taken by force and we still fight for nothing,"  she gestured her hand at herself and Lorencio as she spoke. When she finished, she crossed her arms and still glanced at the sparking body, "I guess they will too consumed with hope or such since the 'deities' wouldn't answer them," the way she pronounced deities has a harsh tone to it like a whip cracking or maybe it was her accent showing.

Meanwhile in the world of the Masters (and Servants and Gear), Renia was busy scratching up Lorencio's pillow and messing about with his covers to get revenge for his horrible fighting today. "Take, that, and that," she shouted while hitting her boot over it; wasn't she just the most precious thing? She felt the eye bags under her eyes as she yawned and flopped herself onto her brother's head, he shouldn't mind or he'll get stuck in the box again.  Even if her bed was basically near Lorencio's, she was too lazy to move but a thought occurred to her, 'If I did mess up his covers and slept in it, the revenge wouldn't work.' She gave a whining groan out loud as she dragged herself to her bed and hugged a voodoo doll and began to bite on its head, knowing that the person would be complaining in pain.

Renia grabbed a nearby slipper from her floor (possibly her brother's) and threw it to the light switch as it switched off. She fell asleep while easily as she began to snore softly with her face buried in the pillow.

[[So this means Master of the Graveyard is the last one opened. I guess I'll be her unless you want to, I don't mind.]]

[Karakuri]

[I don't mind!]

_{Lorencio flinches at her tone, obviously hurt. "We're not their playthings, though. We make our own choices, and that's that." He tries to protest.}

[SoaringAway]

"We may not be playthings to the deities," the tone soften a bit seeing as Lorencio flinched and she took that into concern, she sometimes forgets that many humans do still believe in the deities. She continued what she said, "We do make our own choices but many believe that they don't know better and ask for help for voices that never did quite respond." Gilda glanced up towards his face and bit her lower lip, "Sorry for that; I didn't mean to bother you with my thoughts."


[[Aww, poor Lorencio.]]

[Karakuri]

_{"Sometimes they try to help, but I doubt they'd know how to help. I'm sure they don't know much about human problems." Lorencio knew for a fact that the Four Masters knew nothing about humanity. Renia didn't seem to care nor remember anymore. However, Gear seemed to attempt to help as much as he could, but it wasn't really much, since he couldn't leave the Clocktower. "It's fine, though. Different people believe in different things." He says, shrugging. The little dude still looked like he had personally been hurt by the diety comment, though.}

[SoaringAway]

"If you say so," Gilda noted his shrugging but she could tell the posture and the tone in his voice that was really did seem hurt about the deity comment and she felt even worse about it but why? She could never understood why it was different now but all she could do is comfort him. She extended her arm out but hesitated on touching his shoulder since well, it'll be rude just to touch someone you met. Her hand hovered over his shoulder as she mimicked the patting action, "I know you don't care but your eyes say otherwise. I should have taken more consideration of your feelings and besides, I don't know better at times."

Gilda pulled down her hood with her other hand to give direct eye contact since that usually did help with comforting but the paranoia stopped for a bit.

[Karakuri]

_{"It's fine, don't worry about it." Lorencio repeats, then seems to remember something. "-Removed by Moderator-! I left Renia in our room alone, my stuff's gonna be ruined!" He yelps. He looks apologetically at Gilda. "Could I talk to you again tomorrow, perhaps? I really must be getting back...er...home." He asks.}

[SoaringAway]

Gilda quickly raised her arms up in surprise but she nods but then realization kicks in. 'He said Renia. He said Renia,' she starred at the sand for a couple of seconds but snapped back to reality as she arms relaxed themselves, "I guess you can if I'm still here but for now.." She grabbed the end of her cloak, pulled out a red pen from her pocket that she used to mark her maps and wrote something on the cloak. She held it out to him, hoping he'll at least take it.

The cloak had her name written onto it as there was another word that read "MVoP" and she smiled softly, "If I'm not here, try asking around in a nearby town for the second word." As for her conclusion on the thoughts of the name Renia, it was a common name but she wasn't rather sure why.