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

[Karakuri]

<sub>After hunting down one more pool soul trying for salvation, Lorencio drags the two spiritual corpses back to his mistresses' dining hall, promising himself to get rid of the horrid mess he had made of himself in a bit, once the Master of the Graveyard had been served her dessert.

"Honestly, you choose now to show up again? Well...I suppose it's an alright time, most of the people in this country have already forgotten about you, besides faint legends and stories to scare small children. But I haven't. I probably never will." Elluka continues talking to herself, her voice getting a little cold and hard towards the end, like her memories of whoever she was speaking to were not very pleasant.</sub>

[SoaringAway]

A shiver went down Amara's spine as Elluka's voice sounded more distant, ice-like, and possibly pained towards the topic she was referring to. She knew better than to still her Marlonese nose into it, for it was thought that all Marlonese civilians never knew how to shut their mouth or keep promises either drunk or arguing until death. Amara soon laid back down but kept an eye opened, she was wondering what stories the witch was referring and what was reappearing? All Amara could envision in her mind was that accursed picture of yellow being colored with blood and only that caused more confusion and fear to the Vector of Protection.

"Ah, finally," the Mistress sounded annoyed and bothered, as her patience was shorter than the reincarnation of the Master of the Heavenly Yard, Riley. She allowed the knife to plunge into the politician's throat as she calmly began to slice down with the other dead spirit covered with their own blood as a syrup, their heart in their mouth, and their intestines tied around them: her perfect meal for the night. Even for a gluttonous mad woman, she would eat her meals like a lady when in someone's company but devour on the spot in privacy. She slowly glanced at her empty goblet as she pieced a vein in Alistair Durail's neck as the blood leaked out and into the goblet. "Nothing better than the blood of the greedy, eh Lorencio?"

[Karakuri]

_{"Nothing better, m'lady. I heard it's very rich." Lorencio snickers. He hadn't exactly morphed back into the timid, polite servant, but he was sure his mistress didn't really mind his appearance. He also had no issues with the state of her meals, seeing it over and over for thousands of years. "Will that be all, miss?" He asks, sobering up slightly.}

[Karakuri]

_{"Hmph...but I guess they had to let you return to this place one day. Besides, I'm sure you have your purpose. Both of you, even though I'd rather see your brother than you." With that, Elluka's monologue was completed with a huff, like the mere sight of the subject pissed her off beyond belief, which was odd for the witch, who besides the freaky laughter earlier, usually had a bored temperament. Very strange indeed.}

[SoaringAway]

"That is all, Lorencio. Thank you for to patronage to your Mistress." She smiled with blood dripping from her lips as her teeth pierced through Alistair Durail's eyeball. She swallowed the organ of sight without much of a bite, she never did need to masticate her food anyways over the millenniums. The juices of the eyeball squirted out and dripped along her chin but the lovely Mistress as a messy eater did have a rather long tongue that wiped it off, like a snake. However, she have a disappointed look towards her servant but it wasn't direct towards him, "Remind our Wicked Maid that she does have a mother to feed."


Amara is stuck listening to a madwoman speak of her supposed past or to the voices inside her head. Nothing was rather going well tonight for the short Marlonese woman besides finding civilization but surrounded by twins, a pompous and rare teenager, and a crazy witch. Nothing can get better than this especially when dawn comes.

[Karakuri]

<sub>"Of course Mother, I'll be sure to remind her." Lorencio replies with another bow towards his mistress before leaving the room. He goes to get cleaned and sobered up, since his new mortal friend would probably be terrified of him right now. 'Eh, gotta do what you've gotta do.' He thinks. In about thirty minutes, the butler had put on a fresh uniform,  fixing his tie. He now looked about as childish as when the Marlon woman had first met him. Taking out a sheet of paper, he writes down a note for his dearly resting sister, who's snoring sounding like angry bears:

Re,

You missed hunting time. The Mistress told me to remind me that you do have a mother to feed, despite your sleeping habits. Be careful.

Lorencio

With that, Lorencio puts the letter on his sister's nightstand and heads down into the human world.</sub>

[Karakuri]

_{Meanwhile, Elluka had fallen silent, the 'madwoman's' breath slowing down, as if she had fallen asleep.}

[SoaringAway]

Amara is fast asleep while cuddling her map.. Yes, she is a very special Vector that can be attached to her own maps. At least it's better than cuddling with a cactus or an android.

Riley is also asleep.

Renia is also sleeping!

Master of the Graveyard is eating.

Master of the Hellish Yard is doing ...I don't know, hellish things?

Master of the Court is being a bipolar and malicious judge.

[SoaringAway]

[[I don't know what to do OTL. ]]

[Karakuri]

_{The Master of the Heavenly Yard decides to visit with the Master of the Court. Compared to the other two Masters, he was EXPONENTIALLY nicer to the young goddess, and seemed to have a more patient temper with her.}