The Clockworker twins were just waking up and beginning to explore. Scavenging was so much easier when it wasn't hot. The siblings pack their gear and put on some cloaks, placing their respective masks over their faces. After strapping their weapons to their back and getting their packs, the two were ready to roll. When outside, the shorter twin, the girl, looks up at the moon. "Hehe, Noir, look. The sky's smiling at us!" She observes, looking at her companion and grinning cheerily behind her mask. The twin on the left, assumed to be Noir, smiles back. "Yup, seems that way." He agrees, shrugging.
The two trudge through the deep sand for a while, however, not walking side by side. Lumi, deeming Noir to be "walking too slow" had fallen into a running, skipping gait sometimes, poking into cactus holes, burrows in the sand, turning over rocks, and the like. Then she'd circle back to her less...energetic brother and tell him what she found. "...and you do NOT want to know what I saw in the cactus, Noir, it was creepy!" The elder twin babbles, getting excited over practically everything. Noir just nods silently and every now and then pushes a chunk of hair away from his mask. He kept his eyes open for danger, quietly protecting his oblivious sister. It was almost as if she had forgotten they were in a desert sometimes, and that danger could be anywhere.
Elluka had veered off in another direction to look for food and scout for danger, but as a precaution, (she knew her children were prone to getting themselves into something and not getting out of it) she had hidden one of her mirrors inside Lumi's bag. The jabbering of her daughter helped assure her they hadn't been abducted....or Lumi hadn't pissed off a snake, an owl, an android...the list went on and on. The ancient sorceress scans the area, once familiar to her surrounded by trees...and see, a river used to run through that ditch. That ditch, right there. "Master of the Heavenly Yard...Elphegort...what's happened to you?" She sighs, before continuing on. Her boots made a slight "chhf chhf" noise on the boiling sand as she walked. She uses her staff as a walking stick, not that it was much use in the grainy soil. Any amount of magic she could do wouldn't heal this place. The old woman could fix small things, oh, putting out fires, starting them, and just minor things like this. However, this mess seemed beyond even the hands of the Four Masters and their attendants.
"You know, I'm right here. Calm down." A blonde male replies, coming in from another room. He sighs and pushes his hand through his hair before tying it up again, tighter this time, so that his bangs might not flop in his face. Didn't work, though. His bangs were just as hopelessly messy as always. "Care to enlighten me on why you're hollering my name, dearest twin sister?" He asks. The young god's clothing was almost as immaculate as always, since the boy took great pride in his looks. However, the top part of his left sleeve was torn and shredded almost to oblivion, like he had been attacked by a wild animal or something. He had a towel over his right arm, which he quickly took off. Lorencio only wore it when he was serving their mistress, because he thought it'd be pretty pointless to run around with a towel across his arm at all times.
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